Well, another year has come and gone. In looking back, as hard as the year was for us, some great things happened. 2015 brought the birth of my second beautiful daughter, my first daughters 6th birthday and a milestone birthday for me.
With all that happened in 2015, I'm going to appreciate what has happened but focus on what's to come. My baby will be having her very first birthday and I'm sure we will make so many amazing memories. My mom will be going through some major stuff this year but I'm optimistic she will do fantastic!
Thank you all for ready so far and let's get ready to welcome 2016!!
Happy New Year!!
Thursday, December 31, 2015
Monday, December 28, 2015
Sneeze Paralysis?
I swear people, I can't make this stuff up...
My cousin posted a link to a hilarious blog post tonight. I read it and could 100% appreciate it.
The post can be found here.
My DH on the other hand was not too thrilled with it. To him, it's about having the self control to not swear in front of the children. Now listen, I don't just swear for the heck of it, but... you get the idea.
After hearing his side of this I posed the question "so, it's not ok for me to swear in front of the kiddos, but you can sneeze and not cover your mouth?" This is where, with the straightest of faces, he says "that's sneeze paralysis"
Um, WTF? seriously? No. Just no.
So, to sum up... I like to swear and DH suffers from a rare condition that causes sneeze paralysis, thus causing him to spit everywhere and me to swear at him for doing it!
My cousin posted a link to a hilarious blog post tonight. I read it and could 100% appreciate it.
The post can be found here.
My DH on the other hand was not too thrilled with it. To him, it's about having the self control to not swear in front of the children. Now listen, I don't just swear for the heck of it, but... you get the idea.
After hearing his side of this I posed the question "so, it's not ok for me to swear in front of the kiddos, but you can sneeze and not cover your mouth?" This is where, with the straightest of faces, he says "that's sneeze paralysis"
Um, WTF? seriously? No. Just no.
So, to sum up... I like to swear and DH suffers from a rare condition that causes sneeze paralysis, thus causing him to spit everywhere and me to swear at him for doing it!
Sunday, December 27, 2015
That crazy holiday feeling
What a crazy couple weeks we've had in our house! I'm pretty sure we didn't stop going for 2 weeks straight! We've passed around the head cold and stomach bug, and now it seems to be making round 2. E has now fussed for 2 days straight and A has been wound so tight from candy and the Christmas high, it's a good thing she has a week more off of school to recover!
Over a couple days, we somehow manage to have 6 different Christmas events, one of which was at my house for the first time this year. We usually have it at my mom's house, but she's been so sore, there was no way she could do all the cooking and cleaning to get ready. So, I got my first chance to host. I suppose it went ok, since everyone ate the ham I made (first time cooking it) and noone has called telling me they got food poisoning! Only a couple little mishaps I could do without next year...
I was unloading the clean dishes from the dishwasher so I could put the dinner dishs in there and while putting the silverware away I noticed one didn't get all clean so I put it in the sink. As I brought my hand back, I cough my finger on a knife I had washed earlier and left in the dish drainer. Leave it to me to find a way to get hurt putting dishes away. Needless to say, I was off dish duty for the rest of the night. Ironically, the next morning I opened a beautiful set of wolf gang puck knives. My family wouldn't let me open them just yet!
Tomorrow starts the next chapter of my mom's journey. Her and my dad will be leaving their house around 7am to head to Roswell for my mom's first round of chemo. She is actually looking forward to it. The doctor has said that it should help her feel better. Her arm is so swollen from the clot and the fact that the lymph nodes aren't working properly. Hopefully the doc is right. She'd be doing so much better if her arm wasn't weighing her down. She jokes all the time saying she needs her own TLC show "Life with my 600 lb arm". Anyone out there want to set that up for us? We're a fun bunch, I swear!
Back to work tomorrow! It will be a nice break from the crazy!
Back to work tomorrow! It will be a nice break from the crazy!
Friday, December 18, 2015
Light Side or Dark Side...
Happy "Force Awakens" day to everyone! What a movie! It was really good. Not gonna lie... I was a little skeptical. The last time there was a huge gap of time between movies we were introduced to Jar Jar Binks. I don't want to spoil anything for anyone since it is only opening day and there are many more people who will be going to see it, but I do have a few comments.... Harrison Ford is looking a little rough. Carrie Fisher is looking rougher, and Chewbacca looks like he hasn't aged a bit ;) Old and new characters have come together to create a great movie. Some questions were answered and some weren't, but a million more were raised.
Something I do have to admit about tonight was the fact that my anxiety level had gone past red to just ashes it was so high. I know it's silly to worry, but after what happened at the dark knight movie I couldn't help it. Obviously, everything was ok. There was this one guy though... he was wearing one of those adult onsie pajama things that looks like Chewbacca. He must have gone up and down the stairs next to us at least 15 times. Maybe more. And he didn't just walk nicely up and down the stairs, no sir, this young gentleman ran/stomped each time. He looked like a deer trying to outrun it's predator. There was one instance this brown fleece covered lad came bounding past us muttering something about a stormtrooper. It was almost more entertaining than the movie. Moral of this story is: go see the movie, watch out for crazies!
Mom got her port put in yesterday. She was in quite a bit of pain today, but it seems that since she has a different pain to focus on the pain in her back wasn't quite as prominent today. She'll get her start date for chemo soon, and the only thing I know right now is that it will be every 3 weeks. Her and my dad got to watch baby E today. I'm sure she kept PopPop on his toes. Shes so busy. Into everything! Hard to believe she's 10 months old today! She's getting so big. Christmas is going to be a blast with her and A this year. I get to host my first holiday. I'm a little nervous, there is so much I still have to do! All the presents need wrapped (probably should finish shopping too), we have a carpet that needs to come out, we need to clean, and I still have to work! Seems like we have something going every night. It's a bit overwhelming.
As I wrap this up tonight I'd like to ask everyone for some kind thoughts for a good friend. Baby E's daycare provider, Stacey, lost her brother in law on Wednesday to that nasty beast cancer. Stacey and Dave took care of him until the end, and I'm sure that he is eternally, greatfull for all that they did. I've only known them a short time, but have been able to see how loving and selfless they are. Cancer is an awful beast that doesn't discriminate. I'm so sorry for their loss, but so happy he is no longer suffering here in the physical world.
Something I do have to admit about tonight was the fact that my anxiety level had gone past red to just ashes it was so high. I know it's silly to worry, but after what happened at the dark knight movie I couldn't help it. Obviously, everything was ok. There was this one guy though... he was wearing one of those adult onsie pajama things that looks like Chewbacca. He must have gone up and down the stairs next to us at least 15 times. Maybe more. And he didn't just walk nicely up and down the stairs, no sir, this young gentleman ran/stomped each time. He looked like a deer trying to outrun it's predator. There was one instance this brown fleece covered lad came bounding past us muttering something about a stormtrooper. It was almost more entertaining than the movie. Moral of this story is: go see the movie, watch out for crazies!
Mom got her port put in yesterday. She was in quite a bit of pain today, but it seems that since she has a different pain to focus on the pain in her back wasn't quite as prominent today. She'll get her start date for chemo soon, and the only thing I know right now is that it will be every 3 weeks. Her and my dad got to watch baby E today. I'm sure she kept PopPop on his toes. Shes so busy. Into everything! Hard to believe she's 10 months old today! She's getting so big. Christmas is going to be a blast with her and A this year. I get to host my first holiday. I'm a little nervous, there is so much I still have to do! All the presents need wrapped (probably should finish shopping too), we have a carpet that needs to come out, we need to clean, and I still have to work! Seems like we have something going every night. It's a bit overwhelming.
As I wrap this up tonight I'd like to ask everyone for some kind thoughts for a good friend. Baby E's daycare provider, Stacey, lost her brother in law on Wednesday to that nasty beast cancer. Stacey and Dave took care of him until the end, and I'm sure that he is eternally, greatfull for all that they did. I've only known them a short time, but have been able to see how loving and selfless they are. Cancer is an awful beast that doesn't discriminate. I'm so sorry for their loss, but so happy he is no longer suffering here in the physical world.
Thursday, December 10, 2015
Diagnosis and Prognosis
Monday was the day... the day we were waiting for and not waiting for at the same time. The day we knew could change our world forever. The day the world turned upside down.
It's just a number. A simple number, but that one number has a way of changing everything. The four words that accompany that number feel like they come straight from the Devil's mouth itself. Merely a sentence to most... until it is your reality. Four words and a number you are never truly prepared to hear.
"It's stage 4 breast cancer"
This became our new reality Monday.
I went to work like normal, knowing that mom had her appointment at Roswell that afternoon. I wasn't as nervous as I had been the last time she went up, I expected she would just get her chemo schedule and be on her way. Boy was I wrong. I called her when I got out of work since I hadn't heard from her, thinking maybe they got tied up or stopped to grab a bite to eat. There was no answer, so I just went about my routine of picking everyone up. I picked up baby E from the sitter and then grabbed DH from work. I then stopped to get A at school and missed my mom's call. Since I was driving I waited the whopping three minuets it takes me to get home and called her as I was walking in the door. She said they were still in Buffalo and had just left Roswell. I asked how it went and got the response... "not good...". A long pause followed that, at which point I prompted with "and..."... and that's when I heard the dreaded sentence:
"It's stage 4 breast cancer"
If I didn't know any better, I would have thought my heart dropped right out of my body at that minute in time. I immediately started having a panic attack but tried as hard as possible to keep it together and get all the facts I could.
The doctor informed her that she would be getting a port to receive her chemo treatments through now and that they would schedule that for as soon as possible. While this is not the diagnosis we wanted to hear at all, but the prognosis isn't as awful as you first think it is. She wasn't given only months to live or anything. The doctor stressed that she had years. While there is no cure for this, it's all about managing it. There is no cure for diabetes, but people live long, full lives with that disease. I am sure we will have mom here for a long time. It's probably more likely that she'll go out from old age or will wear out her welcome, (if you will) before this takes her from us.
I've cycled through a gazillion different emotions in the course of four days and am so beyond greatfull for the support my frinds and family offer. I have no idea where we would be without a great support system.
To my mom's close friends, thank you from the bottom of my heart for being there to support her. We're at the very beginning of a very long road, and will need all the support available. Continue to pray or send happy thoughts and know that while it's not always easy to express it, she is so thankful for the love and support. A few kind words in a message or card have a way of making someone's day a little brighter.
It's just a number. A simple number, but that one number has a way of changing everything. The four words that accompany that number feel like they come straight from the Devil's mouth itself. Merely a sentence to most... until it is your reality. Four words and a number you are never truly prepared to hear.
"It's stage 4 breast cancer"
This became our new reality Monday.
I went to work like normal, knowing that mom had her appointment at Roswell that afternoon. I wasn't as nervous as I had been the last time she went up, I expected she would just get her chemo schedule and be on her way. Boy was I wrong. I called her when I got out of work since I hadn't heard from her, thinking maybe they got tied up or stopped to grab a bite to eat. There was no answer, so I just went about my routine of picking everyone up. I picked up baby E from the sitter and then grabbed DH from work. I then stopped to get A at school and missed my mom's call. Since I was driving I waited the whopping three minuets it takes me to get home and called her as I was walking in the door. She said they were still in Buffalo and had just left Roswell. I asked how it went and got the response... "not good...". A long pause followed that, at which point I prompted with "and..."... and that's when I heard the dreaded sentence:
"It's stage 4 breast cancer"
If I didn't know any better, I would have thought my heart dropped right out of my body at that minute in time. I immediately started having a panic attack but tried as hard as possible to keep it together and get all the facts I could.
The doctor informed her that she would be getting a port to receive her chemo treatments through now and that they would schedule that for as soon as possible. While this is not the diagnosis we wanted to hear at all, but the prognosis isn't as awful as you first think it is. She wasn't given only months to live or anything. The doctor stressed that she had years. While there is no cure for this, it's all about managing it. There is no cure for diabetes, but people live long, full lives with that disease. I am sure we will have mom here for a long time. It's probably more likely that she'll go out from old age or will wear out her welcome, (if you will) before this takes her from us.
I've cycled through a gazillion different emotions in the course of four days and am so beyond greatfull for the support my frinds and family offer. I have no idea where we would be without a great support system.
To my mom's close friends, thank you from the bottom of my heart for being there to support her. We're at the very beginning of a very long road, and will need all the support available. Continue to pray or send happy thoughts and know that while it's not always easy to express it, she is so thankful for the love and support. A few kind words in a message or card have a way of making someone's day a little brighter.
Tuesday, December 1, 2015
The price you pay...
Over the last 3 days all the 6 year old has wanted to watch is "Santa Clause is Coming to Town". I am going to lose my mind! Not only is it annoying to watch any movie 88457 times in a row, but there are some crazy songs. Songs that should not be on a children's movie
"If you sit on my lap today
A kiss a toy is the price you'll pay
When you tell what you wish for --
In a whisper
Be prepared to pay.
A kiss a toy is the price you'll pay
When you tell what you wish for --
In a whisper
Be prepared to pay.
If you sit on my lap today
A kiss a toy is the price you'll pay
When you sit on my left knee
Don't be stingy
Be prepared to pay"
A kiss a toy is the price you'll pay
When you sit on my left knee
Don't be stingy
Be prepared to pay"
What the crap is that?? Now we're walking around with these songs stuck in our heads, just praying the words don't accidentally come out out loud for fear the wrong person will hear.
Now the kiddos have passed out and I'm in need of an escape... and by that I mean I ice cream!!!
I had been standing in front of the treat freezers at the store and just couldn't decide... then this gem jumped right out at me. It was like it was meant to be. This is crazy good! It truly is an escape. Warning, it's a tad pricey, but well worth it. I had just gotten some birthday money, so it was a treat to me :)
Mom has her last radiation tomorrow! She sounds a little better everyday. Soon she should be able to get her chemo plan and really kick this in the you know what.
I feel like I had more to talk about but between the talk of delicious frozen amazingness and a Santa who thinks you need to "pay" for toys I've completely lost my train of thought. Probably doesn't help that I'm totally distracted watching Tourgasm and wishing I could be that funny!
Oh, and I've also decided to put a title on this one... don't get too excited, I can't guarantee it will happen every time haha!!
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