??Gobsmacked!!

It's Saturday morning I am verclemped...swaying back forth between gasping for air, laughing and the potential anger...pi$$ed off feelings...threatening to rise up...I'll stick with laughter for now.
Here's the scenario:
At work. (Did you know I work out of the home? A little fun, non-stressy part time, weekend job which gives me a bit of mad money, sanity and adult conversation) we are having a weight loss challenge between RAs (Resident Associations...aka Community Assoc.) within the city. So, this WLC entails weekly weigh ins, a small enrollment fee, confidentiality, inspiration and friendly competition. Right on par with a New Year a New You kind of attitude.
It was made very clear about the confidentiality portion. Our team leader is to be the only one who knows our weight. Every week whether we are up or down, by how much, and our goals (ie: lose a dress size, acquire more energy... are some examples) are posted on a huge poster board in the staff office.
Now, let me explain that I work with a few very slim women. I am definitely "above average" in comparison to the demographics in this office. I KNOW this. So, does everyone else. It's obvious. Hello! My eyes work sista!
So, I am still gasping for air at the site of MY initial weigh in weight documented in green ink for all the office to see! WTH??? Oxygen...need O2!!
Oh dear...I think I'm going to be sick...wait is that the M&M machine over there? Maybe that'll make me feel better!
What would you do?
Believe me this is a big deal for me, a big deal to participate, to share with one person, and face the facts myself. I know I am larger than life. I know I am 100lbs overweight. Everyone around me knows that too. It's obvious because come on...we can all see people! Yet to see the cold hard facts in lovely green ink, on the bulletin board. Ack! Oh no, oh no.....I think I'm going into anaphylactic shock!
So, this is what I did....emailed the three people in which I know one of them, if not two, would be responsible for this faux pas.

Hello Ladies,

Okay. I’m about to make a bit of a big deal out of an obvious mistake and oversight on someone’s part…and it doesn’t matter who, in fact I don’t want to know who so please don’t tell me…but I just need to express my surprise, disappointment and feelings about this.

It was fairly shocking and I’m sure my retina’s are burned from seeing my initial weigh in weight posted for all to see on the Weight Loss Challenge tracking board.

I know where I stand as we all are aware of our own situations but to see it in print when it is supposed to be confidential was a huge surprise.

If you want me to disclose and be the poster child, please ask first! Okay, I’m being cheeky here and trying to be funny and self-deprecating. I know this was an obvious mistake, yet it still is a little unnerving & makes my stomach sink.

Just please, be more careful. I make mistakes all the time too. I know that. This one though…is a little more personal.

It’s there now for all of us to gasp at, myself probably the loudest, and doesn’t need to be erased. What’s done is done. I’m just asking for a little more sensitivity and double checking next time.

Thanks so much….for letting me vent, listening, and not leaving Jennie Craig coupons in my mailbox.

M

My next course of action? I think I'm going to sabotage them all and beat their skinny little bums by anonymously leaving chocolates in the office every week. So there! I'll fix their little red wagons. Vindictive, aren't I?

??Gobsmacked!!

It's Saturday morning I am verclemped...swaying back forth between gasping for air, laughing and the potential anger...pi$$ed off feelings...threatening to rise up...I'll stick with laughter for now.
Here's the scenario:
At work. (Did you know I work out of the home? A little fun, non-stressy part time, weekend job which gives me a bit of mad money, sanity and adult conversation) we are having a weight loss challenge between RAs (Resident Associations...aka Community Assoc.) within the city. So, this WLC entails weekly weigh ins, a small enrollment fee, confidentiality, inspiration and friendly competition. Right on par with a New Year a New You kind of attitude.
It was made very clear about the confidentiality portion. Our team leader is to be the only one who knows our weight. Every week whether we are up or down, by how much, and our goals (ie: lose a dress size, acquire more energy... are some examples) are posted on a huge poster board in the staff office.
Now, let me explain that I work with a few very slim women. I am definitely "above average" in comparison to the demographics in this office. I KNOW this. So, does everyone else. It's obvious. Hello! My eyes work sista!
So, I am still gasping for air at the site of MY initial weigh in weight documented in green ink for all the office to see! WTH??? Oxygen...need O2!!
Oh dear...I think I'm going to be sick...wait is that the M&M machine over there? Maybe that'll make me feel better!
What would you do?
Believe me this is a big deal for me, a big deal to participate, to share with one person, and face the facts myself. I know I am larger than life. I know I am 100lbs overweight. Everyone around me knows that too. It's obvious because come on...we can all see people! Yet to see the cold hard facts in lovely green ink, on the bulletin board. Ack! Oh no, oh no.....I think I'm going into anaphylactic shock!
So, this is what I did....emailed the three people in which I know one of them, if not two, would be responsible for this faux pas.

Hello Ladies,

Okay. I’m about to make a bit of a big deal out of an obvious mistake and oversight on someone’s part…and it doesn’t matter who, in fact I don’t want to know who so please don’t tell me…but I just need to express my surprise, disappointment and feelings about this.

It was fairly shocking and I’m sure my retina’s are burned from seeing my initial weigh in weight posted for all to see on the Weight Loss Challenge tracking board.

I know where I stand as we all are aware of our own situations but to see it in print when it is supposed to be confidential was a huge surprise.

If you want me to disclose and be the poster child, please ask first! Okay, I’m being cheeky here and trying to be funny and self-deprecating. I know this was an obvious mistake, yet it still is a little unnerving & makes my stomach sink.

Just please, be more careful. I make mistakes all the time too. I know that. This one though…is a little more personal.

It’s there now for all of us to gasp at, myself probably the loudest, and doesn’t need to be erased. What’s done is done. I’m just asking for a little more sensitivity and double checking next time.

Thanks so much….for letting me vent, listening, and not leaving Jennie Craig coupons in my mailbox.

M

My next course of action? I think I'm going to sabotage them all and beat their skinny little bums by anonymously leaving chocolates in the office every week. So there! I'll fix their little red wagons. Vindictive, aren't I?

TGIF

Ahhhh....Friday evening... a "no-nap day" transpires into an early to bed evening. Boys tucked in & asleep by 7pm. Me snuggled on the love seat with the mohair blanket, knitting by my side as well as a much enjoyed glass of chocolate mint Baileys and my favorite husband on the couch snuggled in a blanket of his own with a beverage of his own and the remote [go figure...men!:)]. Ahhhh....a quiet, peaceful end to a typically busy week.
May this Friday evening and weekend bring you peace and quiet too. Enjoy.

TGIF

Ahhhh....Friday evening... a "no-nap day" transpires into an early to bed evening. Boys tucked in & asleep by 7pm. Me snuggled on the love seat with the mohair blanket, knitting by my side as well as a much enjoyed glass of chocolate mint Baileys and my favorite husband on the couch snuggled in a blanket of his own with a beverage of his own and the remote [go figure...men!:)]. Ahhhh....a quiet, peaceful end to a typically busy week.
May this Friday evening and weekend bring you peace and quiet too. Enjoy.

Dr. Naturopath...& other strategies

Today we visit Dr. Naturopath again with W in tow. Bup too...but that's just because he's so lucky that he gets dragged everywhere with us!

Yesterday's visit was overwhelming and encouraging at the same time. She is certain that there is help for W...which will take a little time 3-6 months...but hopefully he will respond more quickly because of the way we eat and he saw such success with that.

Basically it comes down to a "leaky gut" and the inability to release toxins on his own so he's a little boy running on an adult amount of adrenaline.

Heal the leaky gut. ~ This goes hand in hand with a book I read last year and deeply agreed with.

Support his liver and kidney's so that they can function properly and break down toxins properly.

Vitamin B12, etc, etc.

Rehydrate. NO reverse osmosis water. Terrible for drinking as there are no minerals in it. Whoa! I've been a huge RO fan...and that's what we drink. Tap water is better? Yup. Spring water is ideal. Tap will do just fine. Blew my mind but totally makes sense. Even my Water Well husband agreed!

Today we'll learn more and start the plan for W. Here's hoping!

On Sunday we spent three hours with our psychologist who gave us a step by step guide for handling non-compliance & physical aggression. He also pointed out that what we are missing in our parenting efforts is empathy.

Empathy.

Well, that hit my heart. I have always thought of myself as empathic but it's obvious that due to stress and frustration I don't relay that to W or Bup...I relay frustration and impatience. So there's a big one to work on. And we are working on it. All of it.

The next few days are going to be interesting....as most gets worse before it gets better right? Regression...frustration on the child's part for changing the rules...oh my gawd, we're out of Coconut Rum?! Seriously people!

Planning and preparation are a large part of succesful outings for us. I hate planning. I hate prep. I just want to go. My pants are the best for flying by the seat of...it's almost like using a parachute. So, in the effort to diminish pant flying I found these little goodies at Kids Source which will become a fixture in my purse.

Wait a minute....wasn't I supposed to get rid of the Diaper Bag as the boys developed?! Fairwell diaper bag...hello Busy Bag. Ah well....at least there are some cute big purses out there!

Okay, our busy bag of tricks includes a Leapster. Busy bag found at Kids Source. Busy minds = busy hands. I Spy Bag mainly for Bup but they can share. Water game. Weighted Vest.Snacks. ~Help! My shoulder hurts from carrying all this and it's quickly bypassing purse to rollie wheeled bag!!~

The Busy Bag and I Spy Bag could easily have been made at home...but I just...didn't. You could. Maybe I will in the future to change it up....

So, that's what's on the forefront for us at the moment. Lots of effort and hopefully lots of change...positive change...and happier moments. Here we go!!

Dr. Naturopath...& other strategies

Today we visit Dr. Naturopath again with W in tow. Bup too...but that's just because he's so lucky that he gets dragged everywhere with us!

Yesterday's visit was overwhelming and encouraging at the same time. She is certain that there is help for W...which will take a little time 3-6 months...but hopefully he will respond more quickly because of the way we eat and he saw such success with that.

Basically it comes down to a "leaky gut" and the inability to release toxins on his own so he's a little boy running on an adult amount of adrenaline.

Heal the leaky gut. ~ This goes hand in hand with a book I read last year and deeply agreed with.

Support his liver and kidney's so that they can function properly and break down toxins properly.

Vitamin B12, etc, etc.

Rehydrate. NO reverse osmosis water. Terrible for drinking as there are no minerals in it. Whoa! I've been a huge RO fan...and that's what we drink. Tap water is better? Yup. Spring water is ideal. Tap will do just fine. Blew my mind but totally makes sense. Even my Water Well husband agreed!

Today we'll learn more and start the plan for W. Here's hoping!

On Sunday we spent three hours with our psychologist who gave us a step by step guide for handling non-compliance & physical aggression. He also pointed out that what we are missing in our parenting efforts is empathy.

Empathy.

Well, that hit my heart. I have always thought of myself as empathic but it's obvious that due to stress and frustration I don't relay that to W or Bup...I relay frustration and impatience. So there's a big one to work on. And we are working on it. All of it.

The next few days are going to be interesting....as most gets worse before it gets better right? Regression...frustration on the child's part for changing the rules...oh my gawd, we're out of Coconut Rum?! Seriously people!

Planning and preparation are a large part of succesful outings for us. I hate planning. I hate prep. I just want to go. My pants are the best for flying by the seat of...it's almost like using a parachute. So, in the effort to diminish pant flying I found these little goodies at Kids Source which will become a fixture in my purse.

Wait a minute....wasn't I supposed to get rid of the Diaper Bag as the boys developed?! Fairwell diaper bag...hello Busy Bag. Ah well....at least there are some cute big purses out there!

Okay, our busy bag of tricks includes a Leapster. Busy bag found at Kids Source. Busy minds = busy hands. I Spy Bag mainly for Bup but they can share. Water game. Weighted Vest.Snacks. ~Help! My shoulder hurts from carrying all this and it's quickly bypassing purse to rollie wheeled bag!!~

The Busy Bag and I Spy Bag could easily have been made at home...but I just...didn't. You could. Maybe I will in the future to change it up....

So, that's what's on the forefront for us at the moment. Lots of effort and hopefully lots of change...positive change...and happier moments. Here we go!!

Wednesday's the Day!

Tomorrow is our initial appointment with the new naturopath.
I'm so excited.
So hopeful.
Can't wait.
Wuhoo!

Conversation of the day:
W is angry that R watched Mr. Bean and lost his spot as the DVD wasn't on pause any longer.
(Mr. Bean Christmas...the turkey scene where Mr. Bean gets his head stuck in the giant turkey)
W is sitting on the couch, with no cushions on it by the way, and he states emphatically,
"Bup! You ruined my life!"

lol...okay...it really was all I could do to not laugh hysterically, but it really wouldn't have gone over well. Can we say "dramatic"?

Wednesday's the Day!

Tomorrow is our initial appointment with the new naturopath.
I'm so excited.
So hopeful.
Can't wait.
Wuhoo!

Conversation of the day:
W is angry that R watched Mr. Bean and lost his spot as the DVD wasn't on pause any longer.
(Mr. Bean Christmas...the turkey scene where Mr. Bean gets his head stuck in the giant turkey)
W is sitting on the couch, with no cushions on it by the way, and he states emphatically,
"Bup! You ruined my life!"

lol...okay...it really was all I could do to not laugh hysterically, but it really wouldn't have gone over well. Can we say "dramatic"?

Conversations with the boys

As heard Thursday afternoon while W and his SNA were sitting at the table finishing snack, before beginning to color.
W...."So, C...how was your drive here?"
C..."Good."
W..."What did you think about?"

Well, at that point I had to turn and walk away before I bust out laughing. W! 4yrs or 20yrs?!?

And then there's Bup. We can be anywhere, doing anything and out of the blue he will yell,
"Mommy! I wuvyoutoo!"

Smiley moments...heart melting moments...

Conversations with the boys

As heard Thursday afternoon while W and his SNA were sitting at the table finishing snack, before beginning to color.
W...."So, C...how was your drive here?"
C..."Good."
W..."What did you think about?"

Well, at that point I had to turn and walk away before I bust out laughing. W! 4yrs or 20yrs?!?

And then there's Bup. We can be anywhere, doing anything and out of the blue he will yell,
"Mommy! I wuvyoutoo!"

Smiley moments...heart melting moments...

2 Yrs Later...

Two years later...and here we are...still crying in the truck at times.

2 Yrs Later...

Two years later...and here we are...still crying in the truck at times.

Breathe In...

Thanks just doesn't cut it. Yet I want to thank each person who commented on the previous post. Your encouraging comments and emails touch my heart and give me the courage to "keep calm and carry on".
As today ends, I am finally through the about to burst into tears feeling...and ready to start breathing and trudging forward...again.
Today was another enlightening day. Enlightening in that other people are seeing the troubles that our Wonder Boy is having. The gymnastics club called in a "specialist" of sorts to help the coach with strategies to help W during class. What does that say? Heaps. It says they are a great club to go to such lengths for a little man. As the Program Coordinator said to me today, "I'm a strong advocate for our spirited children." Thank you Mrs. N!
At the same time, it was all I could do to hold in the tears. Tears of sadness that W needs this extra help.
We're moving forward on another leg of this journey....journey? well it feels more like a treasure hunt...or searching for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Anyway, the newest leg includes an appointment next week with a DAN! naturopath. I am so encouraged. Talking with Dr. P today was the first glimmer of hope I've felt in a long time. Homeotoxicology...homeopathy...and most importantly Hope. Hope is invaluable...and has allowed me to breathe tonight.
An outreach worker spent two hours with us last night...just listening and making suggestions.
This weekend we'll meet in our home with the psychologist provided by PUF to discuss strategies.
A developmental pediatrician & naturopath have been identified that provide the Mora Test as well. Which is a non-invasive form of allergy testing to treat food allergies, sensitivities, etc. All this needs a post of it's own! A game of phone tag is on and I'm hopeful for an appointment soon. This doc is also sort of affiliated with the Dr. we saw last year here that is part of the DAN! network and completes all the testing for a huge fee. I still wish we could go that route but it's just not possible at this time and with Dr. Morrow Test and Dr. DAN! Naturopath...well...we could just be onto someting here....it's worth a try.
And.... that's it, as we take a breath and inch forward. Breathe in...breathe out...breathe in...

Breathe In...

Thanks just doesn't cut it. Yet I want to thank each person who commented on the previous post. Your encouraging comments and emails touch my heart and give me the courage to "keep calm and carry on".
As today ends, I am finally through the about to burst into tears feeling...and ready to start breathing and trudging forward...again.
Today was another enlightening day. Enlightening in that other people are seeing the troubles that our Wonder Boy is having. The gymnastics club called in a "specialist" of sorts to help the coach with strategies to help W during class. What does that say? Heaps. It says they are a great club to go to such lengths for a little man. As the Program Coordinator said to me today, "I'm a strong advocate for our spirited children." Thank you Mrs. N!
At the same time, it was all I could do to hold in the tears. Tears of sadness that W needs this extra help.
We're moving forward on another leg of this journey....journey? well it feels more like a treasure hunt...or searching for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Anyway, the newest leg includes an appointment next week with a DAN! naturopath. I am so encouraged. Talking with Dr. P today was the first glimmer of hope I've felt in a long time. Homeotoxicology...homeopathy...and most importantly Hope. Hope is invaluable...and has allowed me to breathe tonight.
An outreach worker spent two hours with us last night...just listening and making suggestions.
This weekend we'll meet in our home with the psychologist provided by PUF to discuss strategies.
A developmental pediatrician & naturopath have been identified that provide the Mora Test as well. Which is a non-invasive form of allergy testing to treat food allergies, sensitivities, etc. All this needs a post of it's own! A game of phone tag is on and I'm hopeful for an appointment soon. This doc is also sort of affiliated with the Dr. we saw last year here that is part of the DAN! network and completes all the testing for a huge fee. I still wish we could go that route but it's just not possible at this time and with Dr. Morrow Test and Dr. DAN! Naturopath...well...we could just be onto someting here....it's worth a try.
And.... that's it, as we take a breath and inch forward. Breathe in...breathe out...breathe in...

Defeated

When does one admit defeat and move on to another strategy?

Defeat just may be on the horizon here.

We have been struggling and working so hard to implement strategies, change diet, routines, introduce school & professionals etc have all been added into our life in order to diminish this thing called adhd. Always a work in progress.

Yesterday was one of those days that indicated there is no progress....just regression. It was awful and the full magnitude of it didn't hit me until the end...when I wasn't immersed in the middle of the anger, frustration, impulsive behavior and chaos.

I feel completely lost.

Inadequate.

Over my head.

Unsure and confused.

So I cried my eyes dry, talked with my favorite husband who was equally concerned, turned to the heart of a dear friend, then went to Indigo and picked up two new books: The Difficult Child by Stanley Turecki and There's an Elephant in the Playroom.

Today is a new day. Although the crisis has passed, the feelings it's left in it's wake have not. Still confused...feeling deflated....praying for a brighter day, clear answers and results.

Defeated

When does one admit defeat and move on to another strategy?

Defeat just may be on the horizon here.

We have been struggling and working so hard to implement strategies, change diet, routines, introduce school & professionals etc have all been added into our life in order to diminish this thing called adhd. Always a work in progress.

Yesterday was one of those days that indicated there is no progress....just regression. It was awful and the full magnitude of it didn't hit me until the end...when I wasn't immersed in the middle of the anger, frustration, impulsive behavior and chaos.

I feel completely lost.

Inadequate.

Over my head.

Unsure and confused.

So I cried my eyes dry, talked with my favorite husband who was equally concerned, turned to the heart of a dear friend, then went to Indigo and picked up two new books: The Difficult Child by Stanley Turecki and There's an Elephant in the Playroom.

Today is a new day. Although the crisis has passed, the feelings it's left in it's wake have not. Still confused...feeling deflated....praying for a brighter day, clear answers and results.

Movie Deprivation

Is it odd that I hold hateful feelings towards Mr. Bean?
The boys love Mr. Bean movies.
Ugh.
Especially at 3am.
It was meltdown moments this morning...uh, middle of the night...because one little man couldn't sleep and wanted to watch Mr. Bean. There's so many things wrong with this!
And now, it's 630am and the countdown to nap time has begun.

Speaking of crying over movies, yesterday in the big W retail store, we were perusing the very limited children's DVDs when one 2 yr old child of mine had his little heart set on a Care Bears, Mr. Bean and Wallace & Grommit DVDs. Unfortunately for everyone three DVD purchases was not an option.....oh the tears that followed! Bup sobbed...and I do mean S-O-B-B-E-D his little heart out loudly as we finished waiting for meds at the pharmacy, through the checkout and the drive home. The whole time sobbing, "Wallace & Grommit". He was so distraught that there were many stares & comments...and I don't think people were feeling sorry for me either!

Our children's movie choices have become very limited. Due to the use of improper language and everything in the house becoming a gun. Aaarggh! So, this grouchy mother had had enough and put every movie away that had any suggestion of violence & bad language. What's left? Spirit, Care Bears, Tractor Tom, Back Yardigans, nothing Disney, and a lot of Sesame Street. Hopefully this will eliminate being called a jerk or idiot and that there will be less toys used as guns in our house. Doesn't that make you just want to come over for a play date?

What are your kids watching these days? Anything good that W & Bup are missing out on?

Movie Deprivation

Is it odd that I hold hateful feelings towards Mr. Bean?
The boys love Mr. Bean movies.
Ugh.
Especially at 3am.
It was meltdown moments this morning...uh, middle of the night...because one little man couldn't sleep and wanted to watch Mr. Bean. There's so many things wrong with this!
And now, it's 630am and the countdown to nap time has begun.

Speaking of crying over movies, yesterday in the big W retail store, we were perusing the very limited children's DVDs when one 2 yr old child of mine had his little heart set on a Care Bears, Mr. Bean and Wallace & Grommit DVDs. Unfortunately for everyone three DVD purchases was not an option.....oh the tears that followed! Bup sobbed...and I do mean S-O-B-B-E-D his little heart out loudly as we finished waiting for meds at the pharmacy, through the checkout and the drive home. The whole time sobbing, "Wallace & Grommit". He was so distraught that there were many stares & comments...and I don't think people were feeling sorry for me either!

Our children's movie choices have become very limited. Due to the use of improper language and everything in the house becoming a gun. Aaarggh! So, this grouchy mother had had enough and put every movie away that had any suggestion of violence & bad language. What's left? Spirit, Care Bears, Tractor Tom, Back Yardigans, nothing Disney, and a lot of Sesame Street. Hopefully this will eliminate being called a jerk or idiot and that there will be less toys used as guns in our house. Doesn't that make you just want to come over for a play date?

What are your kids watching these days? Anything good that W & Bup are missing out on?

Favorite Las Vegas Find

Of course a trip to Las Vegas requires a little shopping! I tell ya, if we had outlet malls here comparable to down there, I would be the best dressed with a million shoes SAHM! But we don't...and that's maybe a good thing for our bank account.

Besides Lane Bryant, Skechers, Sephora, a silver jewellery shop were everything was %50 off and the like, my favorite store was by far Bettie Page.

So fun! The 50's girl next door with a little bit of sass. I kept my cool and my Visa in my wallet, but oh there was lots of oogling! My patient husband left me to my own vices there and while I thought he was having a much needed cold beverage, he actually took the time for a shot of the shop. What a doll! The Bettie Page style including the red shoes, must be my alter image as I am absoultely drawn to it. You all know that I view red shoes as a neutral!

And then there was David and Goliaths. Hilarious! We came home with four shirts from there...none for me though! The best was "Gummie Bears Scare Me" with mean looking gummies yet none in my boys sizes. They are looking pretty cool in their new T's these days. W's is black...his favorite color. Bup's is blue...match his eyes.

Ahhh...some happy shopping. Even my Favorite Husband enjoyed it somewhat...mainly because he could enjoy an ice cold beverage while I shopped. See, there's something in it for everyone!

Favorite Las Vegas Find

Of course a trip to Las Vegas requires a little shopping! I tell ya, if we had outlet malls here comparable to down there, I would be the best dressed with a million shoes SAHM! But we don't...and that's maybe a good thing for our bank account.

Besides Lane Bryant, Skechers, Sephora, a silver jewellery shop were everything was %50 off and the like, my favorite store was by far Bettie Page.

So fun! The 50's girl next door with a little bit of sass. I kept my cool and my Visa in my wallet, but oh there was lots of oogling! My patient husband left me to my own vices there and while I thought he was having a much needed cold beverage, he actually took the time for a shot of the shop. What a doll! The Bettie Page style including the red shoes, must be my alter image as I am absoultely drawn to it. You all know that I view red shoes as a neutral!

And then there was David and Goliaths. Hilarious! We came home with four shirts from there...none for me though! The best was "Gummie Bears Scare Me" with mean looking gummies yet none in my boys sizes. They are looking pretty cool in their new T's these days. W's is black...his favorite color. Bup's is blue...match his eyes.

Ahhh...some happy shopping. Even my Favorite Husband enjoyed it somewhat...mainly because he could enjoy an ice cold beverage while I shopped. See, there's something in it for everyone!

Back to Reality

After Christmas, New Year's and Las Vegas it's time for a return to reality. Life as we know it.
M, W, & F is pre-school in the afternoons. W is respite and Ladies Group, T & R afternoons our SNA (special needs assistant) is in the home to assist in keeping the pre-school learning momentum, R morning is gymnastics for both boy and in between all this there are OT visits, psych visits, doctors appointments, playdates (?), naps (?), housekeeping (?), physical activity for all of us (?)......how do you do it?
I feel we are lacking. Lacking in momentum, time and regular life. Was life really meant to be so scheduled? I guess so. I chose this in an attempt to help my child/ren. And I'm sure some of it really is but it feels like we're missing out on "regular life".....playdates, free play outdoors, home days, etc.
Have we become too specialized?
When will I get organized and keep a tidy home so that I can just play with my boys instead of constantly telling them..."Wait...Mommy's cleaning the kitchen,....Wait, Mommy's making dinner....Wait, Mommy's doing laundry....or Wait, Mommy needs to lay down cause she has a rockin' headache..."
And ya know....with all this "Wait" due to cleaning/tidying....my house is still a disorganized disaster! What's with that!
Any suggestions? I need help!

Back to Reality

After Christmas, New Year's and Las Vegas it's time for a return to reality. Life as we know it.
M, W, & F is pre-school in the afternoons. W is respite and Ladies Group, T & R afternoons our SNA (special needs assistant) is in the home to assist in keeping the pre-school learning momentum, R morning is gymnastics for both boy and in between all this there are OT visits, psych visits, doctors appointments, playdates (?), naps (?), housekeeping (?), physical activity for all of us (?)......how do you do it?
I feel we are lacking. Lacking in momentum, time and regular life. Was life really meant to be so scheduled? I guess so. I chose this in an attempt to help my child/ren. And I'm sure some of it really is but it feels like we're missing out on "regular life".....playdates, free play outdoors, home days, etc.
Have we become too specialized?
When will I get organized and keep a tidy home so that I can just play with my boys instead of constantly telling them..."Wait...Mommy's cleaning the kitchen,....Wait, Mommy's making dinner....Wait, Mommy's doing laundry....or Wait, Mommy needs to lay down cause she has a rockin' headache..."
And ya know....with all this "Wait" due to cleaning/tidying....my house is still a disorganized disaster! What's with that!
Any suggestions? I need help!

Wedding Sneak-a-Peak

The main event we attended in Las Vegas was the wedding of B's baby brother.

It was lovely...heartsy...sweet....teary and went off without a hitch.

Here's a little peak of the day...just a teensy tiny teaser.

Wedding Sneak-a-Peak

The main event we attended in Las Vegas was the wedding of B's baby brother.

It was lovely...heartsy...sweet....teary and went off without a hitch.

Here's a little peak of the day...just a teensy tiny teaser.

Mama Made It Giveaway

...and I'm not the Mama!
Check out My Mama Made It for her latest design and cape giveaway. There's still time!
I've really been enjoying her site and feel inspired by her work. In fact, so inspired that I have ordered from her Etsy shop, created two flowers, two sloves and two ruffled scarves.
Which I will post about in the future.
Until then, go on over to Lexi's blog and enjoy!

Mama Made It Giveaway

...and I'm not the Mama!
Check out My Mama Made It for her latest design and cape giveaway. There's still time!
I've really been enjoying her site and feel inspired by her work. In fact, so inspired that I have ordered from her Etsy shop, created two flowers, two sloves and two ruffled scarves.
Which I will post about in the future.
Until then, go on over to Lexi's blog and enjoy!

Nephrology Today - Tuberous Sclerosis Update

Bup's first appointment with Nephrology since the Tuberous Sclerosis diagnosis.

This appointment was necessary because R does have tubers/cysts/tumors in his right kidney, lower pole which is quite "normal" with TSC. Having explained that, there have been no side effects yet often there aren't until kidney failure has set in or they have become malignant. Also PKU is very common with TSC as the gene is side by side. So, it would be nice to know if R's TSC is TSC1 or TSC2 which we will not be finding out as those genetic tests are not done in Canada...and the region is in a deficit which means no spending!

The outcome of today's appointment with the Nephrologist?

Nothing. No new information.

We saw the Resident....who had NOT read Bup's file and had to be filled in starting at day one. Ugh.

Then we waited....and waited...

until I let the staff know that we would be leaving because I also had to pick up W from school and time was a tickin'!

Well, that got Dr. Nephrologist out of his cozy office! Dr. N spoke with me in the waiting area. (So much for confidentiality!) The conversation was also more of me filling him in and advising that it is 8 months since the last abdominal ultrasound at which time the tubers had shown growth so time for another referral...to which he agreed.

And I was only 2 minutes late for picking up W from school!

Lesson of the TSC Day? Doc's do not pre-read files, and they will get their tuckas in gear if prompted...SOOOO....always be the assertive, maybe a little impatient patient....that's what gets things shakin' at the Dairy Queen Honey!

Nephrology Today - Tuberous Sclerosis Update

Bup's first appointment with Nephrology since the Tuberous Sclerosis diagnosis.

This appointment was necessary because R does have tubers/cysts/tumors in his right kidney, lower pole which is quite "normal" with TSC. Having explained that, there have been no side effects yet often there aren't until kidney failure has set in or they have become malignant. Also PKU is very common with TSC as the gene is side by side. So, it would be nice to know if R's TSC is TSC1 or TSC2 which we will not be finding out as those genetic tests are not done in Canada...and the region is in a deficit which means no spending!

The outcome of today's appointment with the Nephrologist?

Nothing. No new information.

We saw the Resident....who had NOT read Bup's file and had to be filled in starting at day one. Ugh.

Then we waited....and waited...

until I let the staff know that we would be leaving because I also had to pick up W from school and time was a tickin'!

Well, that got Dr. Nephrologist out of his cozy office! Dr. N spoke with me in the waiting area. (So much for confidentiality!) The conversation was also more of me filling him in and advising that it is 8 months since the last abdominal ultrasound at which time the tubers had shown growth so time for another referral...to which he agreed.

And I was only 2 minutes late for picking up W from school!

Lesson of the TSC Day? Doc's do not pre-read files, and they will get their tuckas in gear if prompted...SOOOO....always be the assertive, maybe a little impatient patient....that's what gets things shakin' at the Dairy Queen Honey!