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Monday, 06 July 2009

  • Short and Sweet...

    I am tired, and my head is aching.  So I am keeping this very "short and sweet".

    This weekend has been nonstop work.  We started first thing Saturday morning (after a sleepless night with a very feverish, fussy baby) and began our "project". 

    What was that "project", you ask?  Well, it was taking our well established "boys" room and our office, and switching locations. 

    Really, it was not hard at all! 

    All we had to do was to dismantle the triple bunkbed, move all the (four) boys possessions out into the living room, clean the empty room, unshelve my 1,000+ books from my beautiful book case, dismantle my book case, move the bookcase into the old boys room, reassemble it, reshelve all 1,000+ books, empty the office contents into the kitchen, clean the empty office room, insert the triple bunkbed and reassemble in the appropriate place, move all the boys possessions into their new room, then go through all the office "stuff" to see what was absolutely necessary to keep and what I could possibly part with. 

    See, not hard at all! 

    The "office" is not even going to be an office at this time.  1of9 is moving into it, though she will share it with my precious books.  So my office stuff must be packed up and stored, or just gotten rid of.  And with minimal amount of spill over here and there, I have it down to only four totes of keeper stuff sitting in my kitchen.

    As much as it hurt, I had to part with a massive amount of educational books that were worth well over $3,000.  I will never be able to replace them.  But, it was them or my daughter!  No contest!    (I mean, really!  She is cute and all, I just could not trade her for the books!)

    At least I was able to do the most painful partings quickly, and by tonight they are all making someone else very happy in their new homes.  What is left to be rid of is just mostly obsolete books that don't mean much, but they don't take up much space either (they will be gone to Goodwill this week.

    Anyways, I am going to go crash now.  The LO has finally settled down.  (He has been quite fussy the last two days, not feeling well, and all the upheaval has only made it worse.  I owe him a day all to myself, that will be tomorrow!)

    Later!

Friday, 03 July 2009

  • Looking Forward...

    When things are so hectic and stressful, what can you do but to pray and hang on?

    I can not believe the ride we are fixing to take.  And here I though things had just settled down into a nice "normal" rhythm.  HA!  That's what I get for thinking that.

    Nothing drastic has happened, I am just looking at the short term future.

    And I see the next six months, me growing this tiny little baby inside of me, thinking of the life that will come to us in the new year.  Of the unique person that she (or he) will be.  And I want to cherish every moment of this.

    But then there is Mom.  Her test results came back worse than she thought and she is going to have to do some sort of chemo or something of the like.  That is likely to begin in a few weeks (seems like an awful long time to wait to begin, but then I am not her doctor).  As it stands, she will be out of work for 3-4 wks just because of her surgery, and if she does do chemo or something, I can not imagine her actually being able to work for quite some time, though I could be wrong.  I have offered her our home, although I don't know if she will be willing to let go of her place and her "freedom".  I just know that no work means no income, which means something has to give.

    Then we will have to just deal with all the basic physical and emotional needs that are bound to come with her illness and treatment.  Although, perhaps a new little life to look forward to will boost her emotions.

    And on top of that 1of9 is going through a lot right now.  And having her move back in is the right thing and I am very happy.  But we will also be having to deal with the physical and emotional needs of that situation over the next few months.

    Seems like an awful lot of pressure.  And here the next three months are supposed to be the "best" months of my pgcy!  Oh, well.  They are what I make them, that is for sure.  And I intend to make them the best of my life (until they are gone, then I will make the following ones the best of my life)!    No sense in letting myself get down.  I have a life to live.  I have a family to care for.  And my God is REALLY GOOD!

Monday, 29 June 2009

  • A really long weekend.

    Since Mom's surgery, my SIL and brother, with their three children, showed up to show their support.   So we had a lot going on.

    One day we went swimming.  That was tons of fun with all the children.  Even the LO enjoyed himself.

    The next day we went to the zoo.  Oh, boy, walking nine children through the zoo can be frazzling, but really it was extremely fun.  And I did not even have to donate any of them.    They did get to enjoy a long time at the splash park there.  And all without getting burned!  A very proud fact.

    Then today we all went skating.  Well, that was an adventure.  I, of course, did not actually skate (someone had to stay with the LO), but even Daddy got on skates.  Now, that was a sight! 

    Anyways.  I am going to keep this short.  I am tired today and just maybe I can get a few hours sleep before tomorrow comes.

    Later.

Friday, 26 June 2009

  • A novel of a week

    Well, here I am, in the middle of the night, not able to sleep again.    Thanks to circumstances I have not had much rest this week, but for some reason, no matter how early I fall to sleep I am waking up in the middle of the night unable to get back to sleep.  I just want to scream!

    Mom's surgery went well today, or so I have been told.  I did not actually go down to the hospital, since I had my children and husband to care for.  And since all the other family was there to hang out.  I just don't do well with hospitals.  I don't like them.  And with me being pg, I don't feel comfortable hanging around in such a germ filled place waiting for a surgery to be over only to not really be able to do anything.  Even the family that did go only saw her after the surgery, but she was not awake.  So, see, it would have really not done me good to go.

    Our family friend, and I guess I would consider Mom's best friend hung out all day there and was going to say the night with her.  So, I figure that is good and if anything of importance happens she will let me know.  (And Mom will not be alone.)

    Seems the doc was already talking chemo, though, so I am guessing he found a lot of not so great stuff.  Mom was hoping that surgery would be the end of it.

    I am not sure where this road is heading, but we are traveling on it, so I am here for the long haul.

    To top everything else off, we brought our oldest daughter back home this week.

    I know, she is an adult.  But really, she had gotten herself into a situation that was only going downhill, with life in the gutter or jail as the final destination.  And we being the loving parents that we are and care so deeply for our child's well being, even though she is no longer a child, took it upon ourselves to do something about it.

    No, we did not "force" her to come back, but I will say that she is less than pleased at this moment with the situation.

    It is so hard to get a child-adult to understand sometimes that there is something wrong.  1of9 is so very trusting.  It is her weakness (as well as strength).  And when she is in a position that she is being used by those she looks up to, well, I have a problem with that.

    I am Mamma Bear, hear me roar! 

    But, I did not instigate this, Daddy Bear did.    And woe to him that steps in Angry Daddy Bears way!  He is intimidating at his most docile.

    Let's just say, I did not imagine four days ago that our daughter would be back under our roof.  I am very pleased, though.  And our goal is to help her get her feet back on the ground, get into a position of having a stable paycheck, and get her back out on her own ASAP.  But, the right way.  Not dependant on other people, and not being used by others.

    I can not stand a user!

    But, I guess what is the most infuriating is the fact that the "Christians" she has been hanging out with have such an unChristian attitude and behaviour.  We taught our daughter better than that.  And then for these people to come in and exert such an unhealthy influence over her and turn her into a "usee" (for lack of a better word), I am angry!  Some of these people are MINISTERS!  I expected better from them! 

    I have a feeling that everything is about to change now, though.  We took our daughter out of the unhealthy situation, but have not forced her to cut ties (one of these people is her boyfriend whom she truly wants to marry, so we are treating him as potential family at this time even though we are very angry at him).  I mean, she is an adult after all, not a minor child.  But, the tables have turned.  She is no longer an asset to them.  She has, thanks to us, become a definite liability.  (As we are making waves in their lives by them using her and not only allowing but enabling bad decisions and inappropriate actions.) 

    We have not exactly gone out of our way to make trouble, but, trouble seems to be finding its way to our door.  (They called us and asked us what was going on, but they did not like what we had to say to them.)

    But, typically, a user will use someone as long as they are useable, and when they are no longer "valuable" they toss them aside and find a new usee.  So, I guess we will see how deep the relationships goes.  If her current "liability" status causes them to walk away from her, then we will know we were right.  However, there is the possibility that the entire situation will cause them to make a stand.  And if they stand by her, even as a liability, well, let's just say there may be hope after all for their continued place in her life.  Anyone can change, and I am not hoping for the worst, just the best for my daughter.

    And, best of all, no matter how upset 1of9 was over the situation, she knows we love her unconditionally no matter what.  And we will get through this, with God's help.

Thursday, 25 June 2009

  • Mom's Big Day

    Well, here it is, the middle of the night again, and I can't sleep.

    The good thing is, is that the LO is sleeping away!    And I am happy. He is a little restless, but I think that is because of an itchy throat, which is never fun.

    Anyways, tomorrow is the "Big Day".

    Oh, I guess I have not shared this here yet.  You see, I found out not too long ago that Mom has been diagnosed with breast cancer.  She will be 60 this year, so it is not considered genetic (they say genetic B/C happens before the age of 50) and I have nothing to fear for myself or my daughters.  But, I do worry for Mom.

    You see, she began having symptoms months and months ago.  But she never did anything about it.  Even though she is an RN and has worked with oncology patients for years and years (as long as I have been alive).  The "mass" is now 7cm+ and there is also now another "mass" 3.5cm elsewhere as well as two 3cm lesions on the liver.

    Let's just say...It does not look good.

    What may have been a simple removal and further prevention has turned into something large and spreading.

    Now, I totally believe that God is well able to heal this, even if it is the worst case scenario (which I don't think we are quite there).  But, I do think that the doctors may not have the expertise to do this.  And that is fine, as we are relying on God and not man anyways.

    I don't really know where I am going with this.  I am still a bit hurt that I have been accused of "spreading rumors" when it is not true.  (I even have people "praying" for me, "the rumor spreader".)     <insert a shaking head smilie here>  And I don't know for sure that anyone knows where the supposed rumors started at (i.e. me), and I am not quite sure of the person that took it back to her either.  But no matter who, it is out there now and can never be taken back (and is continuing to spread).

    But, back to the story.  Tomorrow is the Big Day.  Mom is having surgery, a single sided mastectomy.  The Doc will not talk about anything else until this is done and he sees what he finds.  So, I am not sure where we are going from here.

    Mom seems to think that the other "mass" and the liver lesions are unrelated to the B/C.  But this is the way I see it.  It is more likely that they are related to the B/C, and if they are, then things look really bad.  However, if they are not, then I am more inclined to think things are even worse!  Because, if they are not related, that means she has more than one problem that is affecting more than one part of her body, and I would have to guess that there is even something more behind it all.

    Anyways.  Tomorrow is her Big Day.  I am praying that she comes out of it fine and God touches her with healing for everything else.

    Gotta run for now.  Life has so much going on that I am just barely able to keep up.

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