Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Winds of Change

  Things are changing around here, and hopefully for the better.    First off I had a hysterectomy last week.  It should take away most of my  physical problems.  So far besides pain from surgery and being sore I feel better.  Although it hasn't quite sunk in that we won't be having anymore kids. I *know* we can't physically but I keep dreaming about being pregnant.  Funny right.  Maybe it's just the pain meds giving me these dreams.  I don't usually dream at all.
  Tomorrow is my first post op appointment.  Fingers crossed it goes well.  I still have one ovary so hopefully I won't need any hormone replacement.  We will see though.  My body doesn't like to do what it is supposed to.
  Another change occurring is I will be going back to school the end of June. This means both my husband and I will be in college.  He has been going the last two terms.  We are both going for a Associates in Applied Science for Nursing. All of my classes for the upcoming term are online.  That way I can still be home with the kids without disrupting the house too much.  Well that's what aiming for.  I will probably be doing all my work after the kids go to bed.  I plan to do as much of my studies online as I can.  So lots of big changes in our future but hopefully it will make our future brighter and easier.  All I can do is trust my gut and do what we think is best.

"You've got to trust your instincts and let go of regret, You've got to bet on your self now star, cause that's your best bet."   All Mixed Up .... 311


Wednesday, May 4, 2011

The Battle of the bath

It's becoming more and more frequent.  The battle of the bath.  It isn't only with Iris either.  Although my two battles are different they are both still challenging.    The battle with Iris is to get her to take a bath or shower with out screaming.  She wants soo badly to wash herself.  Hair included.  The problem is she doesn't get everything clean and, or rinsed out.  So she requires help.  Better have ear plugs in when you start helping her because cue the screaming.  Alot of yelling " I can do it myself" or the "noooooo!".   I always just keep washing and rinsing so we can get it over with.  I used to try to reason or even coax her in to letting me help but it always ended with screaming.    Now when I mention taking a bath she starts to argue right away.  We get in the bathroom.  Which now is a whole new set of challenges since she saw a tiny spider in there once.  She will choose a bath then say no I want a shower.  So I used to oblige her to hopefully make things go smoother.  It doesn't.  Once the shower gets turned on she cries for a bath.  That's where I draw the line.  She just gets a bath and a quick one.  Wham bam thank you ma'am we are done.    With Emily the challenge is to get her to take one.  You would think a fourth grader would have enough sense to take a bath or shower regularly.  Not mine.  I have to ask a few times a week if she has showered lately.  Most time she can't remember.  Which means she must need one. The weekend is especially bad since I work the weekends and she is on her way to bed when I get home.  Not too long ago I tried to get some fuzzy out of her hair and noticed the texture.  That of a greasy teenager ewww.  I think I may have to mark on the calender when she showers so we have some reference.   It would be much easier if we weren't on the go soo much.  There isn't time to shower after softball since we get home close to nine most nights.  With bed time at 7:30 we are already running late.  Showering before softball seems a bit silly since she will be getting sweaty and dirty.  We used to do it before school but she is soo slow to get going in the mornings. She gets it from me lmao. Seriously it takes her 45 mins to get dressed, eat cereal, and brush her teeth and hair.    So I guess the battle of the bath continues......

Monday, May 2, 2011

It Never Ends....

It never ends, the stories I mean.  My kids have this knack of making a two minute story into a fifteen minute speech.  The other day Emily was trying to tell me about how her friend was super hyper in class.  She couldn't sit still etcetera.  Instead of Mom today so and so was soo hyper she couldn't hardly sit still.  It went on for fifteen minutes.  I'll admit that I quit  really paying attention at about the four minute mark.  Not that her day isn't important. I just don't really want a 20 explanation that could have been done in five minutes.  Is it just me?  I know one of these days she won't tell me anything, because she will think she's too grown up.  Now her little sister has pick up this forever story telling.  I'm attempting to nip it in the bud.  I nicely ask what is she trying to say. Well on the other end we have Iris.  She never gives enough info. lol  She will say " Mom why don't you wear that shirt any more?"  Um ok which shirt?  The more you ask her the less info you get.  I know it seems weird. But she just keeps repeating the same thing.  You ask what shirt, she says you know the one.  Umm surrrre.  I guess this house needs some communication help.  Well at least the kids ;)