Monday, March 28, 2011

Just Keep Swimimming Just Keep Swimming.

You never understand tragedy to it's full degree until it happens to you closely. Even if it's not to you directly.
How many of you can actually say, they know Cancer exists. That people are fighting it everyday and many do lose their battle and those who win it, are continuing to fight to keep it away. Can you tell what they are going through directly? Specifically, do you know how many children cancer effects?
There are many videos on cancer, showing what it does. The treatments for killing it, and how it does. There are videos showing children who are going through it, or have gone through it.
I was one of those people. Aware that cancer exists. I have seen the Jubliee and her doll commercial many times. I knew it was there. But I have to be honest, it's not that I didn't care before it's that I wasn't really informed that it happens to the best of us, that it can happen to any of us, and suddenly.
My husband and I have a friend who just recently went through this battle with their five year old son, sadly he earned his Angel wings this past Friday. An amazing child who was so loved by so many. How this tumor changed him and so suddenly too. We are grieving with and for our friends, who I'd have to say, is an inspiration for me to get up and move. They are amazing parents, who love their children so very much. Having children myself, I tell myself I am lucky everyday (or rather I try to) because I have healthy children, with me and I am lucky. I am not one of those who has to directly go through the battle, but my eyes are now wide open to it. Before my friends began this journey with their son, I had never seen the Battle For a Cure Facebook page. Again I knew Cancer existed, I had heard of children being cured, and I had heard of children dying.As soon as it was someone close to me going through this it became a reality. These sites open your eyes to more reality. To children who are fighting and are better at fighting than adults who have the flu. These children are amazing children. If there ever was one wish that could be granted, it would be for Cancer to be cured. All Cancers, the rare, the common, the treatments they endure to get better but how they have more smiles than we do.

A fond memory of Caleb
I can not say what kind of pain Caleb was in, but I am sure that it was pain that I wouldn't be able to handle myself. At Church I walked out of the nursery area with my son Logan and My daughter Maiya. Logan was a 28 pound 20 month old. Maiya was probably about 6 months old, and about 14 pounds. When I came around the corner Caleb was sitting on his daddy's lap. I was standing not too far away when I seen Caleb say something to his daddy. His father then said Caleb has asked him to go help me because I was carrying my two youngest. That was the sweetest thing anyone could do. This child who needed his fathers comfort because yes he was in pain, and here he is unselfishly thinking of others. They raised a smart wonderful child who so many of us can learn more from.

I have many memories of Caleb, and I wish we were going to have many more. My oldest son is so sad about his friend, and wants to be there for his friends little brother. As my son told me, he will need someone to play with.
I have learned so much but still have so much more to know when it comes to dealing with cancer. It is not a fair fight and I know we all are on the side of the child/teen/adult. This is why cancer needs to be cured!!!!

To my friends- I don't know if you know this, but we are always here for you no matter what it is you need. Please do not hesitate to call on us, even if its to have a shoulder to cry on, be warned though I may sob too but I will be there for you. You are amazing parents and amazing friends. We are lucky to be here with you.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

PTA= High School for Moms

There needs to be a real lives of the PTA moms reality show.
I seriously think it would be funnier to watch a woman be the president of the PTA at our local Elementary school tell you how she works 5 days a week, and takes her kids to practices for whatever sport they have going on that day, and cooks dinner from scratch, and does PTA stuff and at the end of the day on Sunday, she feels like she's done something for her child's school than watch women who seem to think its fun to get botox shots in their face, because puffy is the new skinny.

I call BULL! She chose to be president so she could delegate tasks to the other board members. Which in turn makes her feel great, since she feels that because she is PTA president and she can talk down to you as if you are her servant. All because you won't step down from the board because you feel you can make a difference in the lives of the children at the school.

Maybe I should be on this reality show too.

I shouldn't but I'm Human.

I have been pretty lucky lately. I haven't been to the point of pull your hair out screaming at everyone in a little while. I mean I've had anger moments, but lately, I haven't had the whole day thing, until today!

I can't even name how many times I Had to bite my tongue and not say anything or do anything. At one point I seriously had thoughts of running my car into an old lady and her car. My 2 year old has been well, a two year old for majority of the day.
I used to do pretty good letting things slide because there was no point in getting upset he doesn't understand.
Well there is just only so much of this, he doesn't understand a mother can take! He needs to start understanding!

And then there's the PTA Drama. I don't really know who is worse, the kids, or the parents.

I picked up my boys from school, and a small reminder that Open House is tonight. Of course my oldest son wants to go, and why? Because it benefits him.
I almost have the right mind to teach him a lesson and not go. He wants me to go where HE needs to go so he can not have to do his homework. But, if he doesn't go tonight he has to do his homework. Let's just say he's a lot like his daddy in that sense.

By the end of the day, I want to just curl up in a ball and rock myself to sleep!

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Are you ready

It is 5 am and For some reason I am the only one up. I have been working on the house somewhat this week and I think it's coming along nicely. The boys are finally getting dinosaurs in their room. I have to order the mural, which is thanks to groupon as these are not cheap. It amazes me how many times they will change their minds before going back and settling on the first one. But they did agree upon a mural that had a t Rex in it. I painted two out of the three chests for the boys. The color
Scheme, tan and green drawers. I also painted dinosaurs on the chest. If and when I find a good set of cheap drawers that can be painted I will switch out the third chest. The room is still not completely cleaned up. But it is coming along.
Maiyas room is nearly complete too. I have been on the hunt for a new baby monitor and I'd like a video one. I am looking at the true view digital by safety first. She also needs her shelves hung up in her bedroom and then I can display some of her dolls and such. She is growing up quickly. In just a few days time she Proved she could eat a fry and drink from a straw. I know it sounds crazy but she is a late bloomer compared to her brothers. Which I am back and forth on but I think ultimately I did it to her in a way. I won't say she's alway been held because that wasn't always an option for
Me. But between nursing and lots of cuddles I think she has gotten used to me. I wonder how hard it will be to get her to sleep in her crib. We have been fighting with Logan to get him out of his crib. He just wont budge. He already has the twin bed that is a trundle but he's just so used to sleeping in the crib. Jordan was out of a crib at an early age. I think it was right around 1. Konnor was out of the crib at about 18 months because of moving. Logan went into his crib after a year old. He had slept in our room in his bassinet till almost 9 months old. Then we moved him to the playpen and then attepted a toddler bed. In the end he ended up in the crib in his brothers room. Now he is so used to it we can't get him to lay in his bed. we could really use tips on this one. You think you know what you're doing until you have a kid that doesn't follow what the others did. Maiya hasn't and Logan has some what but not everything by far!