Well, yesterday morning I had my one hour glucose test and didn't pass. So on Friday I have to go and spend the whole morning at the doctor's taking the 3 hour test. I also am anemic, but not bad enough for iron pills just need to add more red meat. I am not liking red meat at this time in my life so it will be rather hard to make the adjustment. I pray I pass the test Friday because going the next 10 weeks without sugar could just about kill me.
I have been on a vacation from my boys for the past week. They have been with Nana and Papa since last Friday. Markus wasn't sure about what I was doing when I unloaded his car seat from my vehicle and put it in Nana's. He is doing fine though. I am missing him greatly though. They are having lots of fun and of course are getting spoiled. Nana and Papa are taking them to see their Aunt Rachel and the cousin's today and they will be home on Saturday.
Meanwhile, Corrisa and I have cleaned the house and washed the bedding. I was going to rearrange the dressers so that I could get Markus' stuff out of the baby dresser so I could get all gender neutral clothing out and ready for the new one, but Miles dresser is so packed with clothes that he needs to go through and see what doesn't fit. And I may as well put all of Gabe's jeans back in the tote to wait for Elijah to wear because Gabe only wants to wear jogging suits. I will leave a couple of pairs out in case we go somewhere where he needs to look nicer, but the rest I will put away.
I think that Mark's family will be celebrating Gabe and Markus' birthdays while they are at Mark's sister's house this weekend. I am sure they will enjoy that. Hopefully they don't get any toys. We have plenty of those.
Well, running out of things to write. I will update after my test on Friday. Hopefully I pass.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
Wow!!
What a long time since I wrote last. I have been busy busy busy. Trying to finish up the school year in record time and so far right on track. We finished day 101 today and only have 48 more to go. I want to be done before the newest Sharp joins the family.
Only 13 more weeks to go. Seems like this pregnancy is flying by. I can't believe that I am already in the third trimester and in less then 4 weeks I will be in the single digits of weeks left. I have been feeling really good. I got some cream from the doctor for the rash. Still have the rash, but it seems to be feeling much better. If only my nipples would stop itching now. I don't dare put the cream on them. I have been tired a bit and my ligaments are starting to bug me more, but nothing I haven't been through before. My lower back aches a little more, but that is to be since I am getting bigger.
I have my school list for next year all done and am prepared for the home school conference in June and have the kids weeks at camp all picked out. I am prepared. Well, not for the baby, but for the older kids.
We have a busy summer coming up with vacations and camps and such. Corrisa has to get her classes for high school picked out still, but we will survive.
High school. That is a scary word. I don't know the first thing about registering a kid for high school. We are excited though. We ordered a new math book for Corrisa last week so we can get ahead of the game. She actually told me today that she is starting to like math. I never thought I would hear those words come out of her mouth. I guess I am doing something right.
We have been working on our mystery books for the home school teacher. We only have a couple of them left for the competition. We are going to be doing the science fair with the home school group here in March. We have a couple of ideas to do we just need to decide which ones we want to do.
Markus is getting big and eats like a horse. He is starting to talk a lot more. He thinks he is the boss. I think he has slept through the night for the past 4 nights that is nice. If only the dog would.
Elijah is doing well in school. We have a mom's day at school on Friday and we are doing the Valentine's party and then going to a local dance school to dance. Don't know how much dancing I will be doing, but I can go take pictures of him dancing.
Gabe is doing super in school. He is getting his work done in record time and seems to be having an easier time then Miles and Briley did with reading and math. You think he isn't paying attention, but when it comes to doing the work he doesn't have any problem getting it done.
Miles is doing good. For some reason we got behind in his math book so he will have to go until the end of May to finish them up.
Briley is doing good in public school with his dad. I saw him last week and he talked my ear off. He seems to like going to school and loves his wrestling. He says he is going to do football next year and wrestle. We shall see. Hopefully he doesn't get hurt.
Corrisa is doing good in school. She is getting all the work done and isn't complaining as much. She is excited to go to the high school next year. She just finished basketball and is missing it already. I am not because I was getting tired of dropping off and picking up from practice. Of course now with the 60 degree weather in February she could walk. She went skiing for the first time on Saturday and had a blast. She said she fell about 20 times, but can't wait to go again.
That is about all of the updates I have. Have a great rest of the week.
Only 13 more weeks to go. Seems like this pregnancy is flying by. I can't believe that I am already in the third trimester and in less then 4 weeks I will be in the single digits of weeks left. I have been feeling really good. I got some cream from the doctor for the rash. Still have the rash, but it seems to be feeling much better. If only my nipples would stop itching now. I don't dare put the cream on them. I have been tired a bit and my ligaments are starting to bug me more, but nothing I haven't been through before. My lower back aches a little more, but that is to be since I am getting bigger.
I have my school list for next year all done and am prepared for the home school conference in June and have the kids weeks at camp all picked out. I am prepared. Well, not for the baby, but for the older kids.
We have a busy summer coming up with vacations and camps and such. Corrisa has to get her classes for high school picked out still, but we will survive.
High school. That is a scary word. I don't know the first thing about registering a kid for high school. We are excited though. We ordered a new math book for Corrisa last week so we can get ahead of the game. She actually told me today that she is starting to like math. I never thought I would hear those words come out of her mouth. I guess I am doing something right.
We have been working on our mystery books for the home school teacher. We only have a couple of them left for the competition. We are going to be doing the science fair with the home school group here in March. We have a couple of ideas to do we just need to decide which ones we want to do.
Markus is getting big and eats like a horse. He is starting to talk a lot more. He thinks he is the boss. I think he has slept through the night for the past 4 nights that is nice. If only the dog would.
Elijah is doing well in school. We have a mom's day at school on Friday and we are doing the Valentine's party and then going to a local dance school to dance. Don't know how much dancing I will be doing, but I can go take pictures of him dancing.
Gabe is doing super in school. He is getting his work done in record time and seems to be having an easier time then Miles and Briley did with reading and math. You think he isn't paying attention, but when it comes to doing the work he doesn't have any problem getting it done.
Miles is doing good. For some reason we got behind in his math book so he will have to go until the end of May to finish them up.
Briley is doing good in public school with his dad. I saw him last week and he talked my ear off. He seems to like going to school and loves his wrestling. He says he is going to do football next year and wrestle. We shall see. Hopefully he doesn't get hurt.
Corrisa is doing good in school. She is getting all the work done and isn't complaining as much. She is excited to go to the high school next year. She just finished basketball and is missing it already. I am not because I was getting tired of dropping off and picking up from practice. Of course now with the 60 degree weather in February she could walk. She went skiing for the first time on Saturday and had a blast. She said she fell about 20 times, but can't wait to go again.
That is about all of the updates I have. Have a great rest of the week.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
The big day
Well, not only was it my birthday and my own family didn't even tell me happy birthday, but I had my big ultrasound.
I have decided that I will keep the sex of the baby under wraps from all those I don't want to know until the babe arrives. The baby was healthy and active. Didn't want it's picture taken and snuggled way down in my uterus just like it's big brother did. Luckily the babe moved so she could get the measurements that were needed.
The due date was right with what I thought all along.
I had a nice relaxing day with the kiddos. Tomorrow is Elijah's Christmas program and then he is done with school until after the first of the year.
That is all there is for now. Hope everybody has a great holiday.
I will probably not be post after the first of the year until the baby is born because Mark is taking his laptop with him.
I have decided that I will keep the sex of the baby under wraps from all those I don't want to know until the babe arrives. The baby was healthy and active. Didn't want it's picture taken and snuggled way down in my uterus just like it's big brother did. Luckily the babe moved so she could get the measurements that were needed.
The due date was right with what I thought all along.
I had a nice relaxing day with the kiddos. Tomorrow is Elijah's Christmas program and then he is done with school until after the first of the year.
That is all there is for now. Hope everybody has a great holiday.
I will probably not be post after the first of the year until the baby is born because Mark is taking his laptop with him.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Update for week 12/07/08
Not much happening here. Corrisa is well into basketball now. She lost her first came and won her second. Her coach this year actually lets her play. That is a bonus. Last year she would play a minute and get taken out this year she is actually starting. The team she played last week had some big girls on it. There were 3 that were over 6 feet tall and another 3 that were almost 6 feet tall. All they had to do was reach a hand up to stop a shot. Our girls aren't even close to that height.
Briley is doing good at his dad's. He loves school and is making friends. He is doing wrestling again this year. The wrestling program in Boone is much more work then the one here. That doesn't surprise me. I went to school with some of his coaches. He will be coming here for a visit the day after Christmas until New Year's day. Miles can't wait.
Home schooling is going well for everybody else. We are getting done what needs to be done. Corrisa is actually starting to understand math. That is a good thing. I usually hear nothing but grumbling and today she actually said some of the problems were super easy. Miles is doing well with his reading. Gabe is just doing much better at listening. Today he even did his work by his self without me sitting right there beside him. That was impressive.
Elijah is doing good in preschool. He gets to bring birthday treats on Friday so that is the highlight of his week. He had the stomach flu on Sunday so he didn't go to school on Monday. He has a field trip tomorrow to tour houses in town. I think his teacher is nuts to take a bunch of preschoolers to fancy houses to see how they are decorated for Christmas, but she is the one calling the shots. Elijah has his Christmas program at school next Wednesday.
Corrisa had her winter concert last night. It was nice, but I miss the days of Christmas carols. Most of the songs sung reminded me of the forth of July not Christmas. She enjoyed herself though.
Markus is still a little trouble maker. He is wanting to go potty on the potty now. Not all the time, but when he catches somebody in the bathroom. He is still into everything. Loves to eat and loves to dance. I can't wait until he is actually saying real words not just Markus words. I understand what he wants most of the time, but it would still be nice to hear some words.
Mark will be home the 21st through the 1st. The kids will enjoy time with him. They loved the time they got to spend with him for Thanksgiving and that was only a weekend. We aren't planning on going anywhere so then we don't lose time as a family. We aren't exchanging gifts with anybody this year so I have an excuse not to have to spend time with family. My sister keeps me informed on what happens anyway so that helps keep me home. I hear enough complaining without actually being there. We have lots of board games to keep us busy and have good clean learning fun.
I have my doctor's appointment Monday and ultrasound Tuesday. The vote is 2 for a boy and 6 for a girl. Miles is going with me and we are the 2 for a boy. I guess you will all have to wait until then to find out. I may just keep it a surprise and not tell anybody until the babe arrives. I know if I am keeping a secret that I will not tell my sister because she can't keep one. I have had a sore ear for a couple of days. It isn't like an ear infection just a sore ear. It is swollen and hurts to touch. At first I thought it was a zit, but now I am not sure what is wrong. I put some Apple cider vinegar in it with cotton to see if that would help and will do that again tonight. I may have to break down and go to the doctor, but hopefully it will clear up on its own.
Well, that is all I have to tell. Enjoy the rest of the week. I will update sometime next week.
Briley is doing good at his dad's. He loves school and is making friends. He is doing wrestling again this year. The wrestling program in Boone is much more work then the one here. That doesn't surprise me. I went to school with some of his coaches. He will be coming here for a visit the day after Christmas until New Year's day. Miles can't wait.
Home schooling is going well for everybody else. We are getting done what needs to be done. Corrisa is actually starting to understand math. That is a good thing. I usually hear nothing but grumbling and today she actually said some of the problems were super easy. Miles is doing well with his reading. Gabe is just doing much better at listening. Today he even did his work by his self without me sitting right there beside him. That was impressive.
Elijah is doing good in preschool. He gets to bring birthday treats on Friday so that is the highlight of his week. He had the stomach flu on Sunday so he didn't go to school on Monday. He has a field trip tomorrow to tour houses in town. I think his teacher is nuts to take a bunch of preschoolers to fancy houses to see how they are decorated for Christmas, but she is the one calling the shots. Elijah has his Christmas program at school next Wednesday.
Corrisa had her winter concert last night. It was nice, but I miss the days of Christmas carols. Most of the songs sung reminded me of the forth of July not Christmas. She enjoyed herself though.
Markus is still a little trouble maker. He is wanting to go potty on the potty now. Not all the time, but when he catches somebody in the bathroom. He is still into everything. Loves to eat and loves to dance. I can't wait until he is actually saying real words not just Markus words. I understand what he wants most of the time, but it would still be nice to hear some words.
Mark will be home the 21st through the 1st. The kids will enjoy time with him. They loved the time they got to spend with him for Thanksgiving and that was only a weekend. We aren't planning on going anywhere so then we don't lose time as a family. We aren't exchanging gifts with anybody this year so I have an excuse not to have to spend time with family. My sister keeps me informed on what happens anyway so that helps keep me home. I hear enough complaining without actually being there. We have lots of board games to keep us busy and have good clean learning fun.
I have my doctor's appointment Monday and ultrasound Tuesday. The vote is 2 for a boy and 6 for a girl. Miles is going with me and we are the 2 for a boy. I guess you will all have to wait until then to find out. I may just keep it a surprise and not tell anybody until the babe arrives. I know if I am keeping a secret that I will not tell my sister because she can't keep one. I have had a sore ear for a couple of days. It isn't like an ear infection just a sore ear. It is swollen and hurts to touch. At first I thought it was a zit, but now I am not sure what is wrong. I put some Apple cider vinegar in it with cotton to see if that would help and will do that again tonight. I may have to break down and go to the doctor, but hopefully it will clear up on its own.
Well, that is all I have to tell. Enjoy the rest of the week. I will update sometime next week.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
16 Weeks and Counting
Here are my 16 weeks belly shots. Sorry I look so disheveled, but I have been cleaning all day.So I have 16 weeks down and only 24 more to go. It seems like the fastest pregnancy so far. In four short weeks I will be half way done. I get to find out the sex of babe number 7 on my birthday.
What a birthday present.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Fireproof
I went to this movie yesterday afternoon with my church. If you haven't seen it it is a must see for all married couples. I am going to get the Bible study to go along with it when I get the cash. If you haven't seen the other movies made by this church they are also must see movies. We own Facing the Giants and have seen Flywheel both are incredible.
Fireproof was just as good if not better then the other two. Made me cry about half a dozen times. I enjoyed it greatly and hope that you will all take the time to go on a date with your spouse and watch it together. Of course being Mark is not in my state I did go by myself and sat with another married woman from my church whose husband didn't go and a widow. We all enjoyed the movie.
I would love to hear from you if you have seen it.
Have a great week.
Fireproof was just as good if not better then the other two. Made me cry about half a dozen times. I enjoyed it greatly and hope that you will all take the time to go on a date with your spouse and watch it together. Of course being Mark is not in my state I did go by myself and sat with another married woman from my church whose husband didn't go and a widow. We all enjoyed the movie.
I would love to hear from you if you have seen it.
Have a great week.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
This Week
Well, I have be hitting the gym regularly for a couple of weeks now. Been lifting weights and using the track and machines. Corrisa has been asking me to go with her to gain some strength and lose some weight so I am going.
Corrisa started basketball Monday so she is getting twice the workout on some days. She says this years coach is much tougher then last years. Last year she had two females and this year she has a young male coach. She enjoys it though.
Markus is starting his naughtiness training this week. We are hitting the terrible twos quite early again. He is still precious though. Doesn't talk a whole lot, but does jabber a bunch of nonsense and loves to sing and dance. He loves to climb and give me heart attaches and such too.
School is going well this week. Everybody is doing what they are supposed to. Gabe is doing well at concentrating.
Briley will be going to live with his dad this weekend. He will be starting public school on Monday. He has mixed emotions about leaving his mama, but I think he will do just fine. His dad loves him and wants some time with him too before he gets too old. Mom will miss him too of course. It wasn't an easy decision to come to, but sometimes you have to do hard things as a mom. He will still be coming back for weekends every other month so it isn't like he is gone forever. Miles isn't handling it too well, but he is going to miss his best friend and big brother.
Elijah is doing well in preschool. He loves to go and learn. He loves to draw. That is his big passion right now. His latest drawings are of a man with a bow and quiver full of arrows. How cute is that. I am saving them for Mark when he comes home for Thanksgiving. Hopefully he will be a man with a full quiver.
I am doing well. Lonely, but well. Don't have phone service this week so I don't get to talk to Mark, but I will live. Hitting the gym helps out some. Went to the doctor on Monday. All is well on the home front. I guess I can't that for sure until all my results come back, but sure all is well.
Well that's about it for this weeks post. I will write again next week. Have a great week.
Corrisa started basketball Monday so she is getting twice the workout on some days. She says this years coach is much tougher then last years. Last year she had two females and this year she has a young male coach. She enjoys it though.
Markus is starting his naughtiness training this week. We are hitting the terrible twos quite early again. He is still precious though. Doesn't talk a whole lot, but does jabber a bunch of nonsense and loves to sing and dance. He loves to climb and give me heart attaches and such too.
School is going well this week. Everybody is doing what they are supposed to. Gabe is doing well at concentrating.
Briley will be going to live with his dad this weekend. He will be starting public school on Monday. He has mixed emotions about leaving his mama, but I think he will do just fine. His dad loves him and wants some time with him too before he gets too old. Mom will miss him too of course. It wasn't an easy decision to come to, but sometimes you have to do hard things as a mom. He will still be coming back for weekends every other month so it isn't like he is gone forever. Miles isn't handling it too well, but he is going to miss his best friend and big brother.
Elijah is doing well in preschool. He loves to go and learn. He loves to draw. That is his big passion right now. His latest drawings are of a man with a bow and quiver full of arrows. How cute is that. I am saving them for Mark when he comes home for Thanksgiving. Hopefully he will be a man with a full quiver.
I am doing well. Lonely, but well. Don't have phone service this week so I don't get to talk to Mark, but I will live. Hitting the gym helps out some. Went to the doctor on Monday. All is well on the home front. I guess I can't that for sure until all my results come back, but sure all is well.
Well that's about it for this weeks post. I will write again next week. Have a great week.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Tuesday
Well, Mark came home over the weekend. He picked up his car and took the dog with him. It is so nice not to hear the dog bark all day wanting out. Markus wasn't sure what to think of seeing his dad again. He would stare at Mark and then give him a hug and stare some more. He did that for a long while. Mark thought is was cute.
Started going back to the gym yesterday. Corrisa is going today to learn how to use the weights and I will walk with Gabe. We all went swimming this morning for a while, but Markus wasn't too keen on the idea so we left earlier then we planned.
Gabe is having some problems with the home school teacher. He won't sit still and is always talking. I keep saying that he has ADHD, but Mark won't hear it. So I am taking him to the gym to walk the track with me and hopefully that will wear him out a bit. Wrestling starts soon, so hopefully that will help wear him out also. We missed soccer this Fall.
Corrisa is going to a Bible retreat Friday night and Saturday. She is riding with another home school family. Miles went to this camp this summer and loved it. I am hoping Corrisa has fun there.
That is about all the news I have for today. I will update again next week.
Started going back to the gym yesterday. Corrisa is going today to learn how to use the weights and I will walk with Gabe. We all went swimming this morning for a while, but Markus wasn't too keen on the idea so we left earlier then we planned.
Gabe is having some problems with the home school teacher. He won't sit still and is always talking. I keep saying that he has ADHD, but Mark won't hear it. So I am taking him to the gym to walk the track with me and hopefully that will wear him out a bit. Wrestling starts soon, so hopefully that will help wear him out also. We missed soccer this Fall.
Corrisa is going to a Bible retreat Friday night and Saturday. She is riding with another home school family. Miles went to this camp this summer and loved it. I am hoping Corrisa has fun there.
That is about all the news I have for today. I will update again next week.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Thursday
Well, nothing much is happening here. Been getting up nice and early in the morning. Suffering from insomnia and would really like some sleep. I hate going to bed and worrying so much about stuff that isn't in our control and then not being able to sleep. I need to start breaking out the old Bible and reading that before bed. Bring myself some comfort and peace. Lay it at the feet of the Lord. That's what I need to do.
Mark is still working in Wisconsin. He is really enjoying the job there and the people he works with. I am glad of that. He has found a place to live. It is a bit on the expensive side when you have household bills to pay on top of rent, but if he is happy then I guess there isn't much I can say. We are getting excited for Thanksgiving. It will be 2 days shy of 2 months since we last saw Mark when he comes home for the long weekend. We will probably be staying here to spend time with him rather then with other family. The kids don't need to compete for his attention with somebody else for the weekend and that is fine.
Markus is getting a few more molars in and has been a bit cranky. I never had this problem with any other kids. I didn't even know they had their molars until well after they had grown in. He has a bit of a runny nose and a cough too. I am going to blame the teeth for now. If it gets worse we will go see the doctor, but he seems to be fine.
The rest of the kids are doing good. School is going good. We are getting quite a bit accomplished. Corrisa's grandma bought her an early Christmas present. The third book in the Eargon series and she hasn't put it down since she got it. She is just about done with almost 800 page book so hopefully she will be back to normal soon. There is no sense trying to make her put it down because she will throw daggers at you with her eyes until you let her resume reading. Elijah is getting excited because he gets to wear his costume for preschool story time and preschool next week. His cousin had a pirate themed birthday party over the summer. The kids didn't go, but my SIL gave them all a bag of party favors that included: a bandanna, an eye patch, a hoop ear ring and some other pirate things. So Elijah is saying he is going to be a pirate. Throw some jeans and a shirt and we are good to go. We have a Long John Silvers pirate hat too if he wants to wear that instead of the bandanna. We don't do trick or treating, but we do hand out Bible tracts to kids that come to my house. We bought so many a couple of years ago that we are still handing them out. We hardly get any kids anymore.
Well, that is about all the news in our house. Nothing too exciting. Hope you all have a great rest of the week.
Mark is still working in Wisconsin. He is really enjoying the job there and the people he works with. I am glad of that. He has found a place to live. It is a bit on the expensive side when you have household bills to pay on top of rent, but if he is happy then I guess there isn't much I can say. We are getting excited for Thanksgiving. It will be 2 days shy of 2 months since we last saw Mark when he comes home for the long weekend. We will probably be staying here to spend time with him rather then with other family. The kids don't need to compete for his attention with somebody else for the weekend and that is fine.
Markus is getting a few more molars in and has been a bit cranky. I never had this problem with any other kids. I didn't even know they had their molars until well after they had grown in. He has a bit of a runny nose and a cough too. I am going to blame the teeth for now. If it gets worse we will go see the doctor, but he seems to be fine.
The rest of the kids are doing good. School is going good. We are getting quite a bit accomplished. Corrisa's grandma bought her an early Christmas present. The third book in the Eargon series and she hasn't put it down since she got it. She is just about done with almost 800 page book so hopefully she will be back to normal soon. There is no sense trying to make her put it down because she will throw daggers at you with her eyes until you let her resume reading. Elijah is getting excited because he gets to wear his costume for preschool story time and preschool next week. His cousin had a pirate themed birthday party over the summer. The kids didn't go, but my SIL gave them all a bag of party favors that included: a bandanna, an eye patch, a hoop ear ring and some other pirate things. So Elijah is saying he is going to be a pirate. Throw some jeans and a shirt and we are good to go. We have a Long John Silvers pirate hat too if he wants to wear that instead of the bandanna. We don't do trick or treating, but we do hand out Bible tracts to kids that come to my house. We bought so many a couple of years ago that we are still handing them out. We hardly get any kids anymore.
Well, that is about all the news in our house. Nothing too exciting. Hope you all have a great rest of the week.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Talking Red Teddy
My mom bought my older kids talking Valentine's teddy bears many years ago. They eventually drove me nuts so they got put away. Well lo and behold my daughter came across one somewhere recently and gave it to Markus. He loves it. He carries it everywhere and always has it talking. Last night he was laying in bed talking forever. The bear will ask a question and if you say something will continue talking. Well, of course you can't understand a word that Markus says, but that stupid red bear just don't care. I always know where to find him because that bear gives him away.
Elijah wanted to take it to school with him today because it was Teddy Bear day and Markus made it quite clear that nobody was taking his bear anywhere. He wouldn't even finish his breakfast because Elijah was holding the bear. Never know what that kid will be interested in.
Well, have a good weekend my friends.
Elijah wanted to take it to school with him today because it was Teddy Bear day and Markus made it quite clear that nobody was taking his bear anywhere. He wouldn't even finish his breakfast because Elijah was holding the bear. Never know what that kid will be interested in.
Well, have a good weekend my friends.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Fall Pictures
I decided I would update the kids pictures so I took them to the park and took their pictures. Markus was a bit of a little pistol and wasn't going to cooperate. Elijah, Corrisa, and Miles were the post photogenic ones. Gabe, Briley, and Markus were the ones who would rather have played. While taking the pictures there were a couple of guys that were playing the new Frisbee golf and they decided they needed to throw the Frisbee right where we were taking pictures even though I was there first. Well, when we moved as much as possible out of the way they finished there game and then started throwing walnuts at me. How immature was that. Grown men seeing me take pictures of my kids and throwing walnuts at an adult. Anyway, we got the pictures done and they turned out pretty good. I am getting pretty good at being the family photographer. Anyway, that is about all that is happening here. Have a good week. Shelly
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Remembering people 3
Grandma Rosie
I can't really say that my relationship with Grandma Rosie is anything like Grandpa Lemon. She wasn't the lovey dovey type grandma unless you were a favorite. None of my mother's kids were her favorite. I must admit though we had it better then my mom's younger sister's kids. My grandma had nothing to do with them until they were adults. My sister had all the attention until my mom's youngest sister had kids then we were forgotten. And when my mom's baby brother had a kid I think we all ceased to exist. The things I remember about Grandma: her super sweet tea. You could actually get a 1/4 cup of sugar out of the bottom of your glass when you were done drinking it. She made the best fried chicken strips. Oh how I wish I had some now. She was great at baking and candy making. She made the best buckeye candy's. Unfortunately when asked for a recipe she never had one. She was crafty. We have lots of homemade stuffed animals and care bears that she made. She made us each a quilt. Unfortunately Markus came too late to get one. I remember staying with her a few times during the summer. I got to collect the chicken eggs. I always wished to live on a farm so I could have chickens. I remember the baby sheep in the yard and the baby chicks in the garage staying warm. I remember the prized car in the garage, but can't remember what kind it was. I remember her driving to my house on a motorcycle and her only having one real eye. She lost the other years ago while making grenades for soldiers or something like that. She had a glass eye to replace it. I always wanted grandma's house when she died. Of course that was unthinkable because my uncle and his family got it all. I did get some cherished home made items from her house though. I got a water pitcher and basin and the beloved Tree house cookie jar (my mom had one just like it that I wanted, but my little brother broke it on accident) and the tree house planter. I cherish the stuff made by her hands rather then the junk that was bought. I think I even ended up getting her old school box with the supplies still in it. When grandma was diagnosed with cancer she went pretty fast after that. My kids didn't really know her. Not that she died when they were young (she died last year) but because I never really visited her. I don't really visit any family anymore. My kids barely know my parents and siblings. I get my hands and feet from Grandma Rosie. My birthing hips (as Mark calls them). My love to live in the farm fresh air. I guess a lot of my looks are because of Grandma Rosie. I love her in my own way and wish I could have gotten to know her better then I did.
I can't really say that my relationship with Grandma Rosie is anything like Grandpa Lemon. She wasn't the lovey dovey type grandma unless you were a favorite. None of my mother's kids were her favorite. I must admit though we had it better then my mom's younger sister's kids. My grandma had nothing to do with them until they were adults. My sister had all the attention until my mom's youngest sister had kids then we were forgotten. And when my mom's baby brother had a kid I think we all ceased to exist. The things I remember about Grandma: her super sweet tea. You could actually get a 1/4 cup of sugar out of the bottom of your glass when you were done drinking it. She made the best fried chicken strips. Oh how I wish I had some now. She was great at baking and candy making. She made the best buckeye candy's. Unfortunately when asked for a recipe she never had one. She was crafty. We have lots of homemade stuffed animals and care bears that she made. She made us each a quilt. Unfortunately Markus came too late to get one. I remember staying with her a few times during the summer. I got to collect the chicken eggs. I always wished to live on a farm so I could have chickens. I remember the baby sheep in the yard and the baby chicks in the garage staying warm. I remember the prized car in the garage, but can't remember what kind it was. I remember her driving to my house on a motorcycle and her only having one real eye. She lost the other years ago while making grenades for soldiers or something like that. She had a glass eye to replace it. I always wanted grandma's house when she died. Of course that was unthinkable because my uncle and his family got it all. I did get some cherished home made items from her house though. I got a water pitcher and basin and the beloved Tree house cookie jar (my mom had one just like it that I wanted, but my little brother broke it on accident) and the tree house planter. I cherish the stuff made by her hands rather then the junk that was bought. I think I even ended up getting her old school box with the supplies still in it. When grandma was diagnosed with cancer she went pretty fast after that. My kids didn't really know her. Not that she died when they were young (she died last year) but because I never really visited her. I don't really visit any family anymore. My kids barely know my parents and siblings. I get my hands and feet from Grandma Rosie. My birthing hips (as Mark calls them). My love to live in the farm fresh air. I guess a lot of my looks are because of Grandma Rosie. I love her in my own way and wish I could have gotten to know her better then I did.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Remembering people number 2
Grandpa Lemon
Grandpa loved all of us no matter what mistakes we made. My sister and I would take turns every summer going to grandpa and grandma's for a spell. Sometimes we would hang out at their house and sometimes they took us on a vacation. The only vacations we got as kids were the ones the grandparents took us on. Grandpa could tell the best stories of years past. We all loved sitting and listening. Some of the members of the family never took the time to listen until he was on his death bed and then they had the notation to show up at his house with a video camera wanting to tape a story. He turned them down. Grandpa had cancer off and on throughout his adult life. I think the first time he had it was when my dad was born. He may have had it before then, but I think it was said that he was in the hospital the same time grandma was. He had lots of treatment and lots of organs and parts removed. I always remember grandpa and grandma's big gardens and flowers. My grandpa would work all day outside. He loved sitting on his porch and watch the birds. he always had a bird book near by to see what it was that was eating from his feeder. I think grandpa moved grandma to Boone when Corrisa was 1 1/2 years old. he knew that his life was coming to an end and he wanted her to be taken care of. I am thinking it was after they moved that they found the cancer again. There was nothing they could do because his body couldn't do treatments anymore. I took Corrisa over to there apartment everyday. She loved her great grandpa and him and grandma loved her. I remember when grandpa couldn't walk anymore dad having somebody help load him into the truck to go to the Ledges and see the deer. It was almost a nightly thing. Grandpa so enjoyed the outdoors. It got to the point that if grandpa wasn't in his room when I arrived I didn't stay. I didn't want to remember him in any other way except the active old guy that he was. i didn't want to see the wasted and dead looking body he had become. If grandpa was in bed when Corrisa and I would arrive she would go right into that bedroom and climb in bed with him. I am not sure what took place in that room, but Corrisa seemed to enjoy it. I remember the night he passed. Dad called and said that grandpa wanted us all over there and for us to order pizza. When I got to their apartment grandpa wasn't even conscious. he had labored breathing and was soon going to leave us. My brothers, sister, and I sat in the living room while dad, mom, and grandma gave grandpa a sponge bath. he died when all three had place a hand on him. Mom said that is what he wanted was the family with him. The funeral home came over right away to get his body. We all waited in the kitchen so that we couldn't see them haul the body out. Corrisa was in the room with grandpa the whole time and not one of us knew it. She was laying on top of his body until the funeral home man took her off. Then she snuck back in and watched them load him up. She never had nightmares about it. For that I am thankful. Grandpa died a few months before I had Briley. He so wanted to be there for his first great grandson. He was just sure that was what I was having because he already had 5 great granddaughter. he tried as hard as he could to make. The night Briley was born when he came out the lights in the room flickered. I joked with mom that it was grandpa making sure that i knew he was in the room watching his great grandson. Grandpa always stressed to us that we are family and we have to love each other no matter what. He never put me down for having two kids before I was married. He was disappointed I am sure, but he never told me so. Grandpa was always the backbone in the family. There was never bickering when he was around. And all holidays were spent as a family. I loved my grandpa and wish my children could have meet him. Corrisa was so young she doesn't even remember him. Grandma has a lot of videos of him, but she won't let anybody watch because she thinks they will get ruined. I hope someday to get them and have a professional make copies for each of us. I remember growing up that grandpa was the tallest person in our family. My friends refereed to Grandpa and Grandma Lemon as the tall grandpa and short grandma. Grandpa was only 5'11 and grandma was only 4'8. None of us kids got to be as tall as grandpa, but everybody says that my baby brother Josh looks just like him. I love all the memories I have of Grandpa and I love the fact that we were able to spend so much time with them. I know that lots of kids never get that opportunity. My husband doesn't have the memories like me of his grandparents. I wouldn't be the person I am today if it weren't for the influence of my Grandpa Lemon. I love you grandpa.
Grandpa loved all of us no matter what mistakes we made. My sister and I would take turns every summer going to grandpa and grandma's for a spell. Sometimes we would hang out at their house and sometimes they took us on a vacation. The only vacations we got as kids were the ones the grandparents took us on. Grandpa could tell the best stories of years past. We all loved sitting and listening. Some of the members of the family never took the time to listen until he was on his death bed and then they had the notation to show up at his house with a video camera wanting to tape a story. He turned them down. Grandpa had cancer off and on throughout his adult life. I think the first time he had it was when my dad was born. He may have had it before then, but I think it was said that he was in the hospital the same time grandma was. He had lots of treatment and lots of organs and parts removed. I always remember grandpa and grandma's big gardens and flowers. My grandpa would work all day outside. He loved sitting on his porch and watch the birds. he always had a bird book near by to see what it was that was eating from his feeder. I think grandpa moved grandma to Boone when Corrisa was 1 1/2 years old. he knew that his life was coming to an end and he wanted her to be taken care of. I am thinking it was after they moved that they found the cancer again. There was nothing they could do because his body couldn't do treatments anymore. I took Corrisa over to there apartment everyday. She loved her great grandpa and him and grandma loved her. I remember when grandpa couldn't walk anymore dad having somebody help load him into the truck to go to the Ledges and see the deer. It was almost a nightly thing. Grandpa so enjoyed the outdoors. It got to the point that if grandpa wasn't in his room when I arrived I didn't stay. I didn't want to remember him in any other way except the active old guy that he was. i didn't want to see the wasted and dead looking body he had become. If grandpa was in bed when Corrisa and I would arrive she would go right into that bedroom and climb in bed with him. I am not sure what took place in that room, but Corrisa seemed to enjoy it. I remember the night he passed. Dad called and said that grandpa wanted us all over there and for us to order pizza. When I got to their apartment grandpa wasn't even conscious. he had labored breathing and was soon going to leave us. My brothers, sister, and I sat in the living room while dad, mom, and grandma gave grandpa a sponge bath. he died when all three had place a hand on him. Mom said that is what he wanted was the family with him. The funeral home came over right away to get his body. We all waited in the kitchen so that we couldn't see them haul the body out. Corrisa was in the room with grandpa the whole time and not one of us knew it. She was laying on top of his body until the funeral home man took her off. Then she snuck back in and watched them load him up. She never had nightmares about it. For that I am thankful. Grandpa died a few months before I had Briley. He so wanted to be there for his first great grandson. He was just sure that was what I was having because he already had 5 great granddaughter. he tried as hard as he could to make. The night Briley was born when he came out the lights in the room flickered. I joked with mom that it was grandpa making sure that i knew he was in the room watching his great grandson. Grandpa always stressed to us that we are family and we have to love each other no matter what. He never put me down for having two kids before I was married. He was disappointed I am sure, but he never told me so. Grandpa was always the backbone in the family. There was never bickering when he was around. And all holidays were spent as a family. I loved my grandpa and wish my children could have meet him. Corrisa was so young she doesn't even remember him. Grandma has a lot of videos of him, but she won't let anybody watch because she thinks they will get ruined. I hope someday to get them and have a professional make copies for each of us. I remember growing up that grandpa was the tallest person in our family. My friends refereed to Grandpa and Grandma Lemon as the tall grandpa and short grandma. Grandpa was only 5'11 and grandma was only 4'8. None of us kids got to be as tall as grandpa, but everybody says that my baby brother Josh looks just like him. I love all the memories I have of Grandpa and I love the fact that we were able to spend so much time with them. I know that lots of kids never get that opportunity. My husband doesn't have the memories like me of his grandparents. I wouldn't be the person I am today if it weren't for the influence of my Grandpa Lemon. I love you grandpa.
Remembering people of the past
I am going to take a different approach for the next few days. I am going to change my music to remember people who were near and dear to me in the past who aren't here any longer. I think of these people often and miss them.
Kristen
I first meet Kristen in grade school. We weren't best friends she already had one and so did I. We went to a private Catholic school together from Kindergarten through 8th grade. I loved staying at Kristen's house over night. We got to do fun things and her parents were never around. As years went by Kristen and I got closer. Kristen was beautiful and she made you feel beautiful just being around her. By the time we got in Junior High she was interested in boys and it would take her 2 hours to get ready for anything. She was obsessed with her looks. She was to put it bluntly vain. She came from the wrong side of the tracks she wasn't from a rich or well known family. She was working her own jobs from the time she was 12. She was the mother to her 3 younger siblings from the time she was 8. She sacrificed a lot to take care of her younger siblings. When she turned 16 her mom bought her a car, but soon after she had bought her own car. A little red metro convertible. We had such fun riding in that small little red car. She had a management position in a restaurant in town by the time she was 17. She had good grades and participated in dance. She always seemed to find time for her friends. Of course we all drifted our different ways during high school because of different interests and loves. She was engaged to at least 3 different guys before she married her husband. Even as we drifted apart we were never far from each other. She would call and need cheering up because of a break up of I may just want to talk. It was at Kristen's house my senior year on lunch break that I found out I was pregnant with Corrisa. She made me go to her house every day for lunch after that so she could make sure I was eating healthy. She threw my baby shower for me and was Corrisa's first daycare provider when I went back to work after I had her. She was always a great support. I could tell her anything and know she wouldn't judge me. When I meet Mark, her and her husband watched the kids for me so I could go on a date. She was the only one of my friends I invited to my wedding. When she sat in the hospital with preeclampsia for weeks before she had her first I would go up as often I as I could after work and talk with her. She definitely appreciated the chatter time. Whenever I would get pregnant she was always the first person I would call and tell. She never asked me when we would be done or how many more we were going to have. She was always as excited as she would have been for her own pregnancy. Her and Scott had problems conceiving their second and Mark and I had 1 together before she was able to conceive. She conceived baby number 2 shortly before we conceived baby 2. We went to the same clinic and so we would catch up while waiting to see the doctor. She had her son in December and I had mine in March. A few days before I had Gabriel I was delivering Girl Scout cookies to her house. We lived 2 hours away from where she lived and she lived out in the country. I had left Corrisa, Briley, and Miles out in the van while I ran the cookies in. While in the house my cell had rang so Corrisa brought in the phone and Briley had broke something in the van and followed suit. When Briley got out he locked the van and so Miles was locked in the van in his car seat. I couldn't find a locksmith and was hysterical. Kristen and Scott were great. They helped and we eventually found a locksmith. Mark showed up at the same time. He sped about 90 mph to get there with the extra keys. Shortly before Kristen's son's first birthday she was diagnosed with breast cancer. You see, Kristen lived in a tanning bed. She thought that was the best place to relax and unwind. She had developed a sore on her breast shortly after her son was born and she would pick at it. It kept getting worse and when she finally went to the doctor the cancer had gotten into her breast tissue. She was 26 when she had her breasts removed. She was so upset and felt less a woman. She was determined to get her size D's back and when they gave her her implants she settled for a C. She was happy. She didn't require treatment. She was living her life. She went back to school. Her and Scott were going to try for number 3 when she made it to the 1 year mark of being cancer free. She didn't make. She was teaching aerobics at a center in Ames and she hurt her back. She went to the doctor thinking it no big deal. It was. She had cancer again. She had it in her bones, liver, and lungs and later her brain. She was only 27 and told she had a year to live. She lived that year and 2 more after. She fought like crazy to see her babies grow up. She never had a negative attitude. She never slowed down. I only saw Kristen 2 times after she was diagnosed with cancer. I wished I could have seen her more, but her family needed the time they could get. She had a habit of putting her friends first. Every time poor Scott planned a night alone a friend would stop by and then it became a group thing. I didn't want to be like everybody else. Her family needed memories of just them. We talked on the phone plenty and I sent a card every week to encourage her. I was the first person she told that she only had 3 months to live. I cried. I loved her. She was the only one who loved me for who I was. She lived exactly 3 months from the phone call. I got the call shortly after I found out I was pregnant with Markus. It was the saddest funeral I ever attended. I went to the visitation, but never went up front to see her. I wanted to remember her for the beautiful young lady she was, not the shell of a body laying in a casket. I still remember sitting with old classmates remembering the old days when Scott came in carrying their 3 year old son. "Dad, now can I go see Mommy?" I thought I would die. Scott had a look of hopelessness on his face as he carried his son up to see his mommy. I looked at all the pictures and cried. They had an album made after she had had breast cancer. the photographer did a beautiful job. I have never seen anything like it. It was printed like a book. The pictures were printed right on the pages and Kristen or Scott had scripted letters to each other and each of the kids. It was beautiful. The photographer didn't set up the pictures they just happened. It was like watching a movie because the family was just enjoying a picnic, a walk, or just private conversation and nothing was posed. The next day I went and buried Kristen. Her daughter refused to leave the grave site because she wanted her mom. I was heartbroken. I didn't stay at the dinner after, but gave Scott a hug. It was the last time I have spoken to him or seen him. I haven't been able to send cards or pictures like I used to. I never know if he wants us to bug him and the kids. I know he has moved on and maybe married. Am I mad. No. Kristen had been preparing her children for a step-mom from the day she found out she would leave them. I talked with Kristen in my dream recently. I couldn't see her face, but it was her voice talking to me. I usually think about her a couple times a year. Certain songs. A small little red car. A trip to Hardees. A new pregnancy I can never share because she isn't there to get excited for me. I look back at old pictures of when we were young and remember a person from the past who helped make me who I was today.
Kristen
I first meet Kristen in grade school. We weren't best friends she already had one and so did I. We went to a private Catholic school together from Kindergarten through 8th grade. I loved staying at Kristen's house over night. We got to do fun things and her parents were never around. As years went by Kristen and I got closer. Kristen was beautiful and she made you feel beautiful just being around her. By the time we got in Junior High she was interested in boys and it would take her 2 hours to get ready for anything. She was obsessed with her looks. She was to put it bluntly vain. She came from the wrong side of the tracks she wasn't from a rich or well known family. She was working her own jobs from the time she was 12. She was the mother to her 3 younger siblings from the time she was 8. She sacrificed a lot to take care of her younger siblings. When she turned 16 her mom bought her a car, but soon after she had bought her own car. A little red metro convertible. We had such fun riding in that small little red car. She had a management position in a restaurant in town by the time she was 17. She had good grades and participated in dance. She always seemed to find time for her friends. Of course we all drifted our different ways during high school because of different interests and loves. She was engaged to at least 3 different guys before she married her husband. Even as we drifted apart we were never far from each other. She would call and need cheering up because of a break up of I may just want to talk. It was at Kristen's house my senior year on lunch break that I found out I was pregnant with Corrisa. She made me go to her house every day for lunch after that so she could make sure I was eating healthy. She threw my baby shower for me and was Corrisa's first daycare provider when I went back to work after I had her. She was always a great support. I could tell her anything and know she wouldn't judge me. When I meet Mark, her and her husband watched the kids for me so I could go on a date. She was the only one of my friends I invited to my wedding. When she sat in the hospital with preeclampsia for weeks before she had her first I would go up as often I as I could after work and talk with her. She definitely appreciated the chatter time. Whenever I would get pregnant she was always the first person I would call and tell. She never asked me when we would be done or how many more we were going to have. She was always as excited as she would have been for her own pregnancy. Her and Scott had problems conceiving their second and Mark and I had 1 together before she was able to conceive. She conceived baby number 2 shortly before we conceived baby 2. We went to the same clinic and so we would catch up while waiting to see the doctor. She had her son in December and I had mine in March. A few days before I had Gabriel I was delivering Girl Scout cookies to her house. We lived 2 hours away from where she lived and she lived out in the country. I had left Corrisa, Briley, and Miles out in the van while I ran the cookies in. While in the house my cell had rang so Corrisa brought in the phone and Briley had broke something in the van and followed suit. When Briley got out he locked the van and so Miles was locked in the van in his car seat. I couldn't find a locksmith and was hysterical. Kristen and Scott were great. They helped and we eventually found a locksmith. Mark showed up at the same time. He sped about 90 mph to get there with the extra keys. Shortly before Kristen's son's first birthday she was diagnosed with breast cancer. You see, Kristen lived in a tanning bed. She thought that was the best place to relax and unwind. She had developed a sore on her breast shortly after her son was born and she would pick at it. It kept getting worse and when she finally went to the doctor the cancer had gotten into her breast tissue. She was 26 when she had her breasts removed. She was so upset and felt less a woman. She was determined to get her size D's back and when they gave her her implants she settled for a C. She was happy. She didn't require treatment. She was living her life. She went back to school. Her and Scott were going to try for number 3 when she made it to the 1 year mark of being cancer free. She didn't make. She was teaching aerobics at a center in Ames and she hurt her back. She went to the doctor thinking it no big deal. It was. She had cancer again. She had it in her bones, liver, and lungs and later her brain. She was only 27 and told she had a year to live. She lived that year and 2 more after. She fought like crazy to see her babies grow up. She never had a negative attitude. She never slowed down. I only saw Kristen 2 times after she was diagnosed with cancer. I wished I could have seen her more, but her family needed the time they could get. She had a habit of putting her friends first. Every time poor Scott planned a night alone a friend would stop by and then it became a group thing. I didn't want to be like everybody else. Her family needed memories of just them. We talked on the phone plenty and I sent a card every week to encourage her. I was the first person she told that she only had 3 months to live. I cried. I loved her. She was the only one who loved me for who I was. She lived exactly 3 months from the phone call. I got the call shortly after I found out I was pregnant with Markus. It was the saddest funeral I ever attended. I went to the visitation, but never went up front to see her. I wanted to remember her for the beautiful young lady she was, not the shell of a body laying in a casket. I still remember sitting with old classmates remembering the old days when Scott came in carrying their 3 year old son. "Dad, now can I go see Mommy?" I thought I would die. Scott had a look of hopelessness on his face as he carried his son up to see his mommy. I looked at all the pictures and cried. They had an album made after she had had breast cancer. the photographer did a beautiful job. I have never seen anything like it. It was printed like a book. The pictures were printed right on the pages and Kristen or Scott had scripted letters to each other and each of the kids. It was beautiful. The photographer didn't set up the pictures they just happened. It was like watching a movie because the family was just enjoying a picnic, a walk, or just private conversation and nothing was posed. The next day I went and buried Kristen. Her daughter refused to leave the grave site because she wanted her mom. I was heartbroken. I didn't stay at the dinner after, but gave Scott a hug. It was the last time I have spoken to him or seen him. I haven't been able to send cards or pictures like I used to. I never know if he wants us to bug him and the kids. I know he has moved on and maybe married. Am I mad. No. Kristen had been preparing her children for a step-mom from the day she found out she would leave them. I talked with Kristen in my dream recently. I couldn't see her face, but it was her voice talking to me. I usually think about her a couple times a year. Certain songs. A small little red car. A trip to Hardees. A new pregnancy I can never share because she isn't there to get excited for me. I look back at old pictures of when we were young and remember a person from the past who helped make me who I was today.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
It's been a long time
Did you all miss me? Wow, didn't realize it has been so long since I last posted. Well, some updates I guess. Still feeling mighty crappy especially at night. My head hurts all day long and I am so very tired. I haven't been to the gym for about 3-4 weeks because I am afraid I will start puking while walking the track. My husband thinks it will make me feel better. I would rather be safe then sorry.
Markus is officially weaned. Not that he wants to be, but mom thinks it is time. 18 months is a long time to nurse a baby. I hadn't even noticed that my milk was gone. He is only allowed to nurse once a day and I guess my body said enough and didn't make anymore. I was mainly nursing at night/during the night when he would get up. And the last three nights he had been very fussy even when he nursed. Last night is when it dawned on me that he wasn't getting any milk. He sucked and sucked and finally looked at me and said mom and started crying. Then he tried the other side and did the same thing. He wasn't about to be comforted. I almost felt guilty. Mark said I should. I told Mark he could nurse a boy with a mouth full of teeth and see how he likes it.
Elijah is doing good in pre-school. His teacher says he is the best student and the leader for his class. I asked if she was talking about my son. LOL. He loves to go. Unfortunately next Wednesday is Dad day and once again this year dad is away from home and won't be able to go with him. So, Briley gets to go again. Good things for big brothers even if he is only 11. They get to go on a firetruck ride.
We are taking a small break from school this week. Hopefully I feel better next week to get going again. I have also been thinking on how I am doing school and want to try some different techniques and see if that will help with schooling.
I was going to let my membership with the home school legal defense organization expire this year, but Corrisa's dad, grandparents, and great grandma are already throwing a fit that she isn't going to high school next year full time. So, I would like to be prepared legally in case something happens with that. I know that now that their dad is dating somebody and living with them that it makes him feel a little more powerful then when he is single.
Mark is just now today arriving in Wisconsin for work. He won't be home until Thanksgiving and then not again until Christmas. That is if he lasts on the job. He hasn't worked a job from start to finish in over 2 years so it isn't so far fetched that he will quit. He only left on Tuesday night, but the kids are already getting their dad is gone so we can be naughty behavior already. Of course it doesn't help that we are on the extreme west of Iowa and he is on the extreme east of Wisconsin. I love traveling jobs.
Well, I think that is our update in a nutshell. Hope you all have a great weekend.
Markus is officially weaned. Not that he wants to be, but mom thinks it is time. 18 months is a long time to nurse a baby. I hadn't even noticed that my milk was gone. He is only allowed to nurse once a day and I guess my body said enough and didn't make anymore. I was mainly nursing at night/during the night when he would get up. And the last three nights he had been very fussy even when he nursed. Last night is when it dawned on me that he wasn't getting any milk. He sucked and sucked and finally looked at me and said mom and started crying. Then he tried the other side and did the same thing. He wasn't about to be comforted. I almost felt guilty. Mark said I should. I told Mark he could nurse a boy with a mouth full of teeth and see how he likes it.
Elijah is doing good in pre-school. His teacher says he is the best student and the leader for his class. I asked if she was talking about my son. LOL. He loves to go. Unfortunately next Wednesday is Dad day and once again this year dad is away from home and won't be able to go with him. So, Briley gets to go again. Good things for big brothers even if he is only 11. They get to go on a firetruck ride.
We are taking a small break from school this week. Hopefully I feel better next week to get going again. I have also been thinking on how I am doing school and want to try some different techniques and see if that will help with schooling.
I was going to let my membership with the home school legal defense organization expire this year, but Corrisa's dad, grandparents, and great grandma are already throwing a fit that she isn't going to high school next year full time. So, I would like to be prepared legally in case something happens with that. I know that now that their dad is dating somebody and living with them that it makes him feel a little more powerful then when he is single.
Mark is just now today arriving in Wisconsin for work. He won't be home until Thanksgiving and then not again until Christmas. That is if he lasts on the job. He hasn't worked a job from start to finish in over 2 years so it isn't so far fetched that he will quit. He only left on Tuesday night, but the kids are already getting their dad is gone so we can be naughty behavior already. Of course it doesn't help that we are on the extreme west of Iowa and he is on the extreme east of Wisconsin. I love traveling jobs.
Well, I think that is our update in a nutshell. Hope you all have a great weekend.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Boys
So, I take Elijah and Gabe to an ICN class at the library first thing this morning. I hate going to them anyway and wonder why I even sign up for the stupid things. Anyway, there are four other schools besides them. The girl in charge of the class goes around asking questions about the alphabet and sounds and such and when she comes to us the boys have a knock down drag our over who gets to speak into the microphone. Gabe answers and then Elijah is bawling so loudly that when Gabe is answering you could hear him. I am supposed to do one next week with the two of them again and I think I will cancel. I don't need the extra stress anyway. This is why I never leave my house with the kids unless it is completely necessary. I know it is lack of discipline, but after getting up at the crack of dawn to take care of a dog you don't want, making breakfast, putting up with a moody teenager, laundry and home schooling who feels like chasing kids around and disciplining. My head is spinning by noon. Then my lovely husband will call and say "if you have time..." If I had time I would be a peaceful, happy woman. I do believe my husband is heading to Chicago this weekend for work. We shall see how long he lasts there. He is quiting is job of a week and a half today. He thinks the grass is greener in Chicago. Anyway, that is my day so far in a loop and it is only 10:30. I have to go make lunches for the oldest 4 because they have brown bag and books with the supervising teacher at 11. Have a great week.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Anniversary
Today was Mark and my 9th anniversary. Of course he is gone so nothing special was done. He did call me at 12:15 this morning so that he could say it first. After suffer from insomnia for the past week and finally getting sleep it would have been nice to sleep. We did chat for about a 1/2 an hour. I guess you could call it bed time talk from different beds. Nothing naughty just talk. When you have a house full of kids about the only time we can talk without interruptions is when we go to bed at night.
He called me again after work just to tell me again that he remembered first. What he doesn't know is that I was the one who set the reminder on his phone to begin with. It was a good day anyway.
I laid in bed with an upset stomach most the day, but I will live. Had a nice 5 minute bubble bath for a few minutes before the boys started coming in. And now Elijah is enjoying my hot bath. I hope he is enjoying it. He's out so now somebody else might enjoy it while the water is still hot. It sounds like it may be Gabe. No sense letting hot water go to waste I say.
Well, not much to say. Our church had its 95th annual Bible conference this weekend. One of the speakers spoke on creation and science and the other about making Godly decisions. Both topics were good, but the one speaker isn't my favorite. Every year my chapel chooses speakers from a Bible college here in Iowa and they aren't my favorite speakers. The other chapel in town chooses the other speaker and they are always good. I didn't know until this year that that was how the speakers were chosen. I always knew there was one associated with this college and one excellent speaker. Anyway, we enjoyed the conference all day yesterday, but my stomach only allowed me an hour today. Markus wasn't all that good today either. I think he got tired of sitting still yesterday.
Well, have a good week. I will try and keep my blog updated with any exciting news from the Sharp house.
He called me again after work just to tell me again that he remembered first. What he doesn't know is that I was the one who set the reminder on his phone to begin with. It was a good day anyway.
I laid in bed with an upset stomach most the day, but I will live. Had a nice 5 minute bubble bath for a few minutes before the boys started coming in. And now Elijah is enjoying my hot bath. I hope he is enjoying it. He's out so now somebody else might enjoy it while the water is still hot. It sounds like it may be Gabe. No sense letting hot water go to waste I say.
Well, not much to say. Our church had its 95th annual Bible conference this weekend. One of the speakers spoke on creation and science and the other about making Godly decisions. Both topics were good, but the one speaker isn't my favorite. Every year my chapel chooses speakers from a Bible college here in Iowa and they aren't my favorite speakers. The other chapel in town chooses the other speaker and they are always good. I didn't know until this year that that was how the speakers were chosen. I always knew there was one associated with this college and one excellent speaker. Anyway, we enjoyed the conference all day yesterday, but my stomach only allowed me an hour today. Markus wasn't all that good today either. I think he got tired of sitting still yesterday.
Well, have a good week. I will try and keep my blog updated with any exciting news from the Sharp house.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Elijah
Today at Elijah's preschool story time at the library, the librarian asked the kids to say there name and then asked them to say their last name. My husband has the habit of giving the kids pet names. So when she got to Elijah she said and what is your name. Elijah responded "Elijah" and then she said what is your last name. Elijah responded "King". My husband calls him Elijah Keen and he hears it as Elijah King. So he has it stuck in his head that King is his middle name. The librarian looked at Corrisa and asked what his middle name was. She said "Lee-Louis". The librarian just started laughing. Mark thought it was funny when I talked to him on his lunch break. Well, have a great day.
Butterfly
Our Monarch butterfly hatched from it's Chrysalis during the night last night. So now Elijah has a beautiful butterfly. We are going to a program at the park tonight to tag and set it free. Our neighbor man is dating the county conservationist and she is putting on the program. The butterfly is in a plastic container on the front porch drying it's wings right now so he will be prepared for take off later tonight. Elijah is already planning on catching another caterpillar to watch. We shall see. It may just be a little to late in the year. This cold weather we had last week and again next week won't keep them around for long.
Have a great week.
Have a great week.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Naked Baby
Markus was supposed to be taking a nap today. At first he started out talking then he started yelling or crying. After about 45 minutes I sent Corrisa in to make sure he didn't need a diaper change. I heard her say "Markus". She then appeared in my room with a almost naked Markus.
He had taken off his pants and his diaper. I noticed when looking at the diaper that he had pooped, but it was no longer in the diaper. So while I put on a fresh diaper, Corrisa looked for the poo. I had to change his bedding. And he still refused to take a nap. So come 7 tonight I am sure I will have a sleeping baby.
I must say out of all the kids I have this is the first time of dealing with this. They all do some different things. I guess I should be grateful he didn't eat the poo.
Have a great week.
He had taken off his pants and his diaper. I noticed when looking at the diaper that he had pooped, but it was no longer in the diaper. So while I put on a fresh diaper, Corrisa looked for the poo. I had to change his bedding. And he still refused to take a nap. So come 7 tonight I am sure I will have a sleeping baby.
I must say out of all the kids I have this is the first time of dealing with this. They all do some different things. I guess I should be grateful he didn't eat the poo.
Have a great week.
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