Archive for October 2007

FINALLY! Some Pictures!

October 31, 2007

Cowgirl Gracie!  What a doll!

Gracie wants no part of this.

Nope…still nothing.

Her boot kept her entertained for a while.

Kitty Lucy!  Wow!  I’ll have to post a new picture after I fix her whiskers. 


Peeking over at her “boyfriend” Aiden.

Gracie’s in the bathtub.  But she was setting up to watch tv with her best friends.

This is the type of stuff I’ll miss when they are grown.


Personality Update

October 30, 2007

I asked Lucy today what songs she would be singing tomorrow in her program:  “They’re all lame.”

Lucy is really into “space” stuff right now.  We’ve been playing on NASA’s website and the Hubble website.  She loves the planets and stars.  Tonight we went outside and tried to name some constellations.  Ok, she needs someone much smarter than me showing her this stuff.  Today she said she wants to ride in a rocket ship.  I asked her where she wanted to go.  “The Beach” was her first response.  Followed by, “And then to outer space”. 

Gracie had her school program today.  Just like Lucy last year, she stood there and didn’t move the entire time.  Not once.  Actually, that’s not true.  About halfway through the program she squatted down and played with her boot for about 5 minutes.  Then she rolled herself into a ball on the floor for the last few minutes of the program.  She was dressed up like a cowgirl and looked adorable though.

Gracie is really into being affectionate.  She hugs and loves on me all the time.  That is why I was so surprised when she didn’t get tonsillitis.  Her favorite thing to do is still eat.  We get a couple hours one-on-one time until Lucy gets home from school.  We’ve really been trying to take advantage of that.  Today Gracie cracked eggs for the first time.  Normally that’s Lucy’s job.  Lucy is definitely more into cooking, being mommy and homemaker.  Gracie is more into playing by herself – very creatively.  She’s more easy going.  We play outside a lot while we wait for Lucy to come home from school.  That’s one of her favorite things.  She loves her Roller Skates.  I’d love to get her real ones for Christmas but I don’t think Jamie’s heart can take it.  She crashes a lot (because they’re cheap skates in my opinion – they’re plastic inline skates).  I think she’d be really good if they were the regular skates.

The boys…oh where do I begin.  They are exhausting.  Vaughn is a chatterbox.  We love his belly laugh.  Gavin – we love his laugh…but I just can’t describe it.  Anyone who’s heard him laugh knows exactly what I’m talking about though.  We’ve all tried to immitate it unsuccessfully.  And Lincoln is our loverboy.  As soon as you sit on the floor he runs up to you, stops, and then backs into your lap.  He’s still the most cuddly.

Vaughn’s favorite game is “I’m gonna getcha!”  He’ll chase you and then when you turn around to chase him he can hardly keep up with himself trying to get away from you.  All three boys love to throw balls (mainly) and any other toy over the gate into the kitchen.  It’s entertaining for them, but tiring for us.   It’s hard to say “This is so-&-so’s favorite game” because really, once one does it, they all do it and love it too.  They love anything and everything that makes noise.  They love phones.  They love balls and playing catch. 

It’s crazy to see 5 personalities so similar…yet so different under the same roof.

Really it’s like we have 5 tornados constantly moving from room to room.  The second you think your caught up and turn your back…is the second that the entire house is destroyed again.  I pray for patience on a daily…hourly…basis.  I’m trying so hard to fully enjoy this stage of our lives that is so, so difficult.  Really it’s a couple really good friends who continually uplift me and keep me going…continually challenge me to be a better mom. 

Garbage Day

October 29, 2007

On the way home from Wal-mart, I was explaining to the girls what was going to happen when we got home.  First I was going to put the boys in their bed and give them a bottle, then I was going to eat my lunch, and then we would do Halloween crafts.  We walk in the door…I’m doing my routine.  I noticed that the garbage had been taken out of the trash can and lid was laying on the floor – Ahhhh – Monday – garbage day!  In Jamie’s rush to get all the kids dressed and to the sitter…he is often scrambling to get the garbage out on time too.  A few minutes later…still dragging kids in the door and getting them to bed…I notice Lucy is putting a garbage bag in the trash can and putting the heavy wooden lid back on.  I was AMAZED!  I didn’t ask her to do it.  I didn’t know she COULD do it!  I never give my children – or any children – enough credit to do those kind of things!  I was so proud of her.  And as I praised her the look on her face was priceless.

They’re Baaaack

October 28, 2007

I’m feeling about 80% better.  I’m haven’t been on any medication (other than the antibiotics) since 6 am.  Although I do plan to take prescription ibuprofen shortly.  I still have shooting pain in my left temple and the left side of my throat is still sore…but not untolerable.  After watching two episodes of Jon & Kate +8 this weekend, I felt ready for the kids to come home.  They got home at about 5.  Apparently they had a great weekend.  As soon as Grace walked in the house, I hugged her and said I missed her.  She just asked if she could have a brownie.  When I told her we didnt’ have any more brownies she started to cry.  So we went and made brownies.  Lucy was crying off and on because she’d been sleeping in the car.  The boys were very wound up and full of energy.  Steve and Donna showed up around 6:30 to help with all of them.  They always play hard the whole time they’re here and the kids miss them when they’re gone.  Grace cried for about 10 straight minutes after they left.  She just kept saying, “I want Steve and Donna.  I want Steve and Donna.”  I’m exhausted from the three hours I’ve spent with them and am ready for bed.  I can’t believe I have to go to work tomorrow.  I’m not ready.  I think I need a couple more days of recouperation.

Trip #2

October 26, 2007

Just got back from my second visit to the doctor.  This time it was MY doctor.  Although he basically said the same thing…I feel better.  He had be lay back so he could look in my throat. 

Dr:  “Oh Wow.  You have a lot of white in there.  Do you normally have all those white spots?” 

At first I thought he was joking, I laughed and said, “No”. 

Dr:  “Some people normally do.” 

Me:  “No, I don’t.” 

Dr:  “Because your throat should be REALLY sore.” 

Me:  “It IS!”  Percocet every 4 hours and 2 trips to the doctor…I thought it was obvious.  I explained again that it has been unbearable which is why I’ve been taking Percocet every 4 hours.  He prescribed me a different antibiotic than the doctor yesterday and told me to keep taking medication to relieve the pain.   And he told me to get help at home 🙂 

Help was already on its way.  Jamie met his mom halfway and dropped off all five kids.  His folks, sister and brother-in-law are all going to watch the fabulous 5 for a couple of days.  I know, sounds wonderful, but I was actually crying on the way to the doctor.  I hate not having my children home with me.  It’s the best thing for them because we’re too run down to be good parents and it’s the best thing for their health.  But I miss them already.   I’m off to bed now.   

Nurse Bonnie

October 26, 2007

I always feel better after just talking with Nurse Bonnie.  I love this woman.  Her gentle ways remind me of my grandma.  I just got off the phone with her and she has provided me with the sympathy I’ve been needing.  I can now move on 🙂


October 26, 2007

I’ve basically been in bed since 1:30 Tuesday.  I first tried to relieve pain with ibuprofen only.  Tuesday night I took my first round of prescription painkillers and it’s been the same cycle ever since.  I am in major pain so I take 2 ibuprofen & 1 painkiller.  I lay down and fall asleep after about an hour.  I wake up and feel ok for about an hour.  The pain starts to come back.  4 hours since my last medication, I take more.  This goes on around the clock and I’m miserable.  I went to the doctor yesterday who was so busy scolding me the whole time about the prescription painkillers I was taking (and how they don’t take away the pain, they make you not care about pain), didn’t take the time to tell me what tonsillitis is, whether or not it’s contagious, how long I’d feel sick or anything to expect.  And since he was being a jerk, running late and had an appointment he had to get to, I decided I’d look everything up online when I got home.  (By the way, he prescribed stronger antibiotics AND the SAME prescription painkillers I’d been taking!!)  I didn’t realize there was more than 1 kind of tonsillitis.  So I’ve call my regular doctor (who wasn’t in yesterday).  They are swamped and will not be calling me back for 2-3 more hours.  I can’t believe that even with being on normal antibiotics on Wednesday and starting stronger ones yesterday that I’m feeling no relief.  NONE!  If it wasn’t that Jamie can see all the major white spots all over the back of my throat, I’d think the doctor I saw yesterday misdiagnosed me. 

Even worse, I’m to the point where I’m being a big baby.  I just want Jamie to take care of me.  Even ask me how I’m feeling once in a while would be nice.  Yes, this is coming from me, the person who has no sympathy for big people when they are sick.  The little people in our house are draining him.  He really has no time or energy for me.  I can feel him being short with me and I’m certain he is feeling a little resentment towards me.  He’s had to deal with a lot by himself.  I was up for about an hour and a half last night.  I could hear them all screaming.  I’m not sure what the problem was but he could do nothing to calm them.  I went out there and it was crazy.  The boys would crawl in my lap and crawl down.  Gavin would stand there, look at you, and then throw himself to the floor and start crying for no reason.  Jamie was on the floor trying to play with them and they would cry.  They would steal binkis from each other and make the other boy cry.   They were out of control. 

Gracie fell asleep eating dinner.  So her and Lucy went in “for naps” after dinner (we were hoping they’d be down for the night).  Lucy fell asleep.  Gracie didn’t.  But Grace was so tired that she was crabby.  Lucy woke up with a croupy cough.  I thought for sure I gave her tonsillitis.  We checked both her and Gavin’s throats and saw no white spots.  And neither had fevers.  She continued to freak out because every time she coughed she sounded horrible…it scared me and I know she was scared.  After some medicine she calmed down. 

Finally we just put all the boys to bed.  Shortly thereafter, me and the girls went to bed. 

We are out of our routine.  I’m about 90% sure that’s the problem.  So today I’m going to try to take advantage of every one out of four hours that I feel well and make supper and do whatever else I can to make tonight go smoothly – for Jamie’s sake.  Kimmee called and said she’d help by taking some of the kids last night.  Jamie never called her for help.  Not sure why…other than…when you’re in the middle of it the last thing you want to do is ditch horrible children off on friends.    You think you’ve got it under control…and by the time you realize you don’t…you know it’s less than 2 hours until bedtime and surely you can last that long.  It’s kind of like the game of Survivor around here.  It’s all about who can:

Outwit.  Outplay.  Outlast. 

So far we’re losing 🙂