I hope you've all had a wonderful Christmas! Our family had a very blessed Christmas, and enjoyed lots of great food and laughs. This year we were blessed with gifts from family, and people we didn't even know. God works in wonderful ways, and we are forever grateful for them. The other day I had put our last $9.00 in our gas tank to take our youngest daughter Lilly to her therapy appointment and received a call from my daughters school that they had something from us. It was a food basket, and toys. It was so unexpected and so wonderful for my kids and our family.
Christmas Day I received a call from a family member saying to come over and pick out some goodies for the girls, since she had a huge assortment of stuff from when she went shopping throughout the year. She was so generous and filled a box of stuff to give to the girls. It was so nice to know that family was there for us, while the husband doesn't have a job right now.
I hope that your Christmas was a blessed one, and you were able to celebrate the life of Jesus. Many warm blessings throughout the year to you and yours!
Monday, December 26, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Day After Curls
So my daughter Hannah was a good sport and let me wrap her hair in cloth curls. It's a no heat way of curling your hair that I found on Pintrest.com. I showed you in the previous post, what she looked like last night, after I had her all tied up. Well Let me rephrase that, her Hair was all tied up. Not her.
Here is what she had to work with this morning.
I am pretty sure I will be killed in my sleep someday, when she finds out that I posted these photos on my blog, but until then lets all have a good chuckle at these curls. They are pretty great! So I think that if I had a chance to redo them, (and trust me I will put her through this again lol) I would roll them the opposite direction, and even maybe horizontally for more "ringlets" type curls. I would also choose to use thicker chunks of hair. It seem's that most of this is just trial and error. I added some curl gel to them this morning and it helped with the singling out of the curls.
We'll get the final thoughts on this from the kids at school. Because you know out of the mouths of babes...
Here is what she had to work with this morning.
I am pretty sure I will be killed in my sleep someday, when she finds out that I posted these photos on my blog, but until then lets all have a good chuckle at these curls. They are pretty great! So I think that if I had a chance to redo them, (and trust me I will put her through this again lol) I would roll them the opposite direction, and even maybe horizontally for more "ringlets" type curls. I would also choose to use thicker chunks of hair. It seem's that most of this is just trial and error. I added some curl gel to them this morning and it helped with the singling out of the curls.
We'll get the final thoughts on this from the kids at school. Because you know out of the mouths of babes...
Monday, December 19, 2011
No heat curls!
So I was on Pintrest..(when am I not right?) and I came across this pin
Its a no heat way of getting curls. Mylab mouse lovely daughter Hannah loves trying new things, so I, of course tried this out. You can see her enthusiasm in these photos of what she looked like after I tied her hair all up.
I used a cut up old tee shirt, and it seemed to tie off pretty well. I am hoping that she has fun loose curls and I will be taking photos in the morning to show you all. I am sure she will be just as excited for those photos before school time. :)
Its a no heat way of getting curls. My
I used a cut up old tee shirt, and it seemed to tie off pretty well. I am hoping that she has fun loose curls and I will be taking photos in the morning to show you all. I am sure she will be just as excited for those photos before school time. :)
The Life of Unemployment and God.
A lot of what our family is going through right now, is being with a little less this season, and learning to cope with children asking questions, and requesting this or that. My husband has been without a job since the end of October, and since he was sick, (reason behind loosing his job) he was not able to file for unemployment. It hasn't been fun, to have to tell our kids no so often, but they are aware that we don't have the extra money for this or that.
This morning at the bus stop, I had to tell my daughter no, that we couldn't get a present for an exchange at school. Even a 2 dollar gift for a girl, that they send a note the week before, throws me off, and well we just really can't afford it. I haven't really flat out told my daughters that we have nothing for extra stuff, because well they settle for the "We just don't have it right now." excuse pretty well. I am hoping that the teachers plan for things like that.
Now, God plays into this too. He will provide for the things we need, at his own pace. Which right now doesn't seem to be at my pace, but that's something I work on everyday. Learning to put my faith in him through prayers, and patience. So far we have not gone without. He always comes through with whatever is needed. It's just a frustrating time of year. Hoping that although my mother in law is always a great grandma to our children and they, thanks to her, are going to have a great Christmas, I hate having to depend on others for my children's happiness.
It's really difficult to not break down in front of my kids, and luckily we were able to get them each 3 toys for under our tree, which actually is what I wanted under our tree. Why you ask? I wanted them to learn that when Jesus was born, he was given 3 gifts. It was enough for him, why would it not be enough for them? Not only that, I really want them to know what the gift that God gave us, with the birth of Jesus. To learn that they will always find hope and faith in God no matter what happens, and praying that our needs are met, no matter what time it comes, its in his plan. Jesus gives us the chance to pray to God and for him to listen to our prayers. I hope that God has been hearing their prayers. I have asked them to pray for their Dad, for their family near and far, and for friends and people they don't even know. Asking God to bless them with the same things that we are so lucky to have.
I am usually an optimistic person. I say usually because, well I'm human and sometimes things just happen, and I can't bare it all. This is when I usually say, "Jesus take care of this because, I can't bare it alone!" It's easier said with your mouth, than with your heart. Sometimes I have to ask multiple times, but it does finally lift off of my heart.
Sometimes you have to remember that God gave you free will. Mistakes are made, by your choices of free will. You also can not keep blaming old mistakes or sins, you've got to move on from them, and learn from them. My husband's last job was a double edged sword. 12-16hr shifts 7 days a week sometimes, not knowing if he would be working a 8, 12 or 16hr shift because in their contract, they have 20 mins before your shift ends to let you know what you will be actually working. But the paychecks were nice, and we had all our bills paid each month and extra money to spend if we wanted to use it. My kids didn't get to see their Dad, except on maybe the weekend, because 2nd shift is the shifts of weekend Dad's and Mom's. But it was a job, and we weren't struggling. I don't know how to say this without sounding ungrateful, but How is a family supposed to function, without a parent around during the week. How is a sick parent able to rebound from being sick, if they expect you to work those kind of hours? I've been praying for a first shift job for my husband. I don't even care what they pay him at this point. I know God will provide for whatever we need, but I hate seeing my husband here, just unhappy and depressed, and feeling like he is failing his children and wife.
I just ask that if you pray, please pray for our family and that our needs are met, our faith is strengthened and that we as a family become closer.
This morning at the bus stop, I had to tell my daughter no, that we couldn't get a present for an exchange at school. Even a 2 dollar gift for a girl, that they send a note the week before, throws me off, and well we just really can't afford it. I haven't really flat out told my daughters that we have nothing for extra stuff, because well they settle for the "We just don't have it right now." excuse pretty well. I am hoping that the teachers plan for things like that.
Now, God plays into this too. He will provide for the things we need, at his own pace. Which right now doesn't seem to be at my pace, but that's something I work on everyday. Learning to put my faith in him through prayers, and patience. So far we have not gone without. He always comes through with whatever is needed. It's just a frustrating time of year. Hoping that although my mother in law is always a great grandma to our children and they, thanks to her, are going to have a great Christmas, I hate having to depend on others for my children's happiness.
It's really difficult to not break down in front of my kids, and luckily we were able to get them each 3 toys for under our tree, which actually is what I wanted under our tree. Why you ask? I wanted them to learn that when Jesus was born, he was given 3 gifts. It was enough for him, why would it not be enough for them? Not only that, I really want them to know what the gift that God gave us, with the birth of Jesus. To learn that they will always find hope and faith in God no matter what happens, and praying that our needs are met, no matter what time it comes, its in his plan. Jesus gives us the chance to pray to God and for him to listen to our prayers. I hope that God has been hearing their prayers. I have asked them to pray for their Dad, for their family near and far, and for friends and people they don't even know. Asking God to bless them with the same things that we are so lucky to have.
I am usually an optimistic person. I say usually because, well I'm human and sometimes things just happen, and I can't bare it all. This is when I usually say, "Jesus take care of this because, I can't bare it alone!" It's easier said with your mouth, than with your heart. Sometimes I have to ask multiple times, but it does finally lift off of my heart.
Sometimes you have to remember that God gave you free will. Mistakes are made, by your choices of free will. You also can not keep blaming old mistakes or sins, you've got to move on from them, and learn from them. My husband's last job was a double edged sword. 12-16hr shifts 7 days a week sometimes, not knowing if he would be working a 8, 12 or 16hr shift because in their contract, they have 20 mins before your shift ends to let you know what you will be actually working. But the paychecks were nice, and we had all our bills paid each month and extra money to spend if we wanted to use it. My kids didn't get to see their Dad, except on maybe the weekend, because 2nd shift is the shifts of weekend Dad's and Mom's. But it was a job, and we weren't struggling. I don't know how to say this without sounding ungrateful, but How is a family supposed to function, without a parent around during the week. How is a sick parent able to rebound from being sick, if they expect you to work those kind of hours? I've been praying for a first shift job for my husband. I don't even care what they pay him at this point. I know God will provide for whatever we need, but I hate seeing my husband here, just unhappy and depressed, and feeling like he is failing his children and wife.
I just ask that if you pray, please pray for our family and that our needs are met, our faith is strengthened and that we as a family become closer.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Friday, December 9, 2011
1st Dental Visit..Check! Meltdown...Check!
Yesterday was Lilly's first dental visit ever. Yeah, sounds like I've been slacking in the motherhood department. Though she's 3 years old, and I have really been trying to find a dentist who is familiar with special needs kids since she was 2yrs old. Thankfully I called the Special needs preschool's nurse who suggested this dental office. With Lilly having such bad anxiety with doctors since she was 1 (between the pulmonologist and the regular ped, it was like we were at a doctors office every other week) and her SPD pertaining to her sensations in her mouth. I had to work extra hard with her with brushing since her SPD has given her a hard time with the sensations in her mouth, being extra sensitive to touch. She is to the point where she will let me brush them, which is fantastic for her, but I had no idea what the dentist would bring. Well I knew, it wouldn't be good.. but I was prepared for a fight.
I always prepare for the worst, hope for the best and when it's horrible for her, I don't feel extremely horrible. I have to do it this way because I know that if I prepare for the best, I then feel 10x worse when I have to hold her down, pin her legs with my legs and let random doctors touch her. This was the case yesterday.
Here's a vision for ya. Me in a dental chair all the way back, holding Lilly on my lap, hugging her with a bear hug from behind and my legs crossed over her legs so she doesn't kick the hygienist. Crying, and screaming but still at least holding her mouth open long enough to let her get the look she needed. Once the hygienist touched her, it was meltdown city, although she was gentle with her(Sure let me be the bad guy holding her down and all while you gently check her out!) it was her gloves that I think threw her off. Then, here comes the polish. Can you say, meltdown 10x bigger? This poor child of mine, bit the polisher, but then slowly relaxed and although still crying, and trying to scream "No!" , she at least kept her mouth open a bit and they finished up. Well... at least for the next 5 minutes, the dentist has still yet to come in.
While I get her to settle down, which usually takes at least 15 minutes, only took 5 minutes this time, thankfully, only to have her freak out even more when the dentist had to have her sit back in the dental chair with me. Bless this dentists heart, allowed her to sit facing me in a regular chair, and laid her back into her lap and was basically the same chaos above but quicker.
All for no cavities and an A+ report for the preschool. They even invited her back. In 6 months. Now I know it's a necessity, and I am not saying I would neglect it getting done, but I just know that this will be a reoccurring story as the years go on. On the way home, I was watching her in the mirror and she just looked so spent and worn out. She was so tired, and fell asleep, but I can't help but want to just keep apologizing to her for the horrible day we just had. I felt so helpless seeing her like that. As a parent, you just want to keep them from the worst possible situations and I couldn't today. Because it had to be done. The things you have to do really bite some times!
I always prepare for the worst, hope for the best and when it's horrible for her, I don't feel extremely horrible. I have to do it this way because I know that if I prepare for the best, I then feel 10x worse when I have to hold her down, pin her legs with my legs and let random doctors touch her. This was the case yesterday.
Here's a vision for ya. Me in a dental chair all the way back, holding Lilly on my lap, hugging her with a bear hug from behind and my legs crossed over her legs so she doesn't kick the hygienist. Crying, and screaming but still at least holding her mouth open long enough to let her get the look she needed. Once the hygienist touched her, it was meltdown city, although she was gentle with her(Sure let me be the bad guy holding her down and all while you gently check her out!) it was her gloves that I think threw her off. Then, here comes the polish. Can you say, meltdown 10x bigger? This poor child of mine, bit the polisher, but then slowly relaxed and although still crying, and trying to scream "No!" , she at least kept her mouth open a bit and they finished up. Well... at least for the next 5 minutes, the dentist has still yet to come in.
While I get her to settle down, which usually takes at least 15 minutes, only took 5 minutes this time, thankfully, only to have her freak out even more when the dentist had to have her sit back in the dental chair with me. Bless this dentists heart, allowed her to sit facing me in a regular chair, and laid her back into her lap and was basically the same chaos above but quicker.
All for no cavities and an A+ report for the preschool. They even invited her back. In 6 months. Now I know it's a necessity, and I am not saying I would neglect it getting done, but I just know that this will be a reoccurring story as the years go on. On the way home, I was watching her in the mirror and she just looked so spent and worn out. She was so tired, and fell asleep, but I can't help but want to just keep apologizing to her for the horrible day we just had. I felt so helpless seeing her like that. As a parent, you just want to keep them from the worst possible situations and I couldn't today. Because it had to be done. The things you have to do really bite some times!
1st Dental Visit..Check! Meltdown...Check!
Yesterday was Lilly's first dental visit ever. She's 3 years old, and I have really been trying to find a dentist who is familiar with special needs kids since she was 2yrs old. With Lilly having such bad anxiety with doctors since she was 1 between the pulmonologist and the regular ped, it was like we were at a doctors office every other week. I had to work extra hard with her with brushing since her SPD has given her a hard time with the sensations in her mouth, being extra sensitive to touch. She is to the point where she will let me brush them, which is fantastic for her but I had no idea what the dentist would bring.
I always prepare for the worst, hope for the best and when it's horrible for her, I don't feel extremely horrible. I have to do it this way because I know that if I prepare for the best, I then feel 10x worse when I have to hold her down, pin her legs with my legs and let random doctors touch her. This was the case yesterday.
Here's a vision for ya. Me in a dental chair all the way back, holding Lilly on my lap, hugging her with a bear hug from behind and my legs crossed over her legs so she doesn't kick the hygienist. Crying, and screaming but still at least holding her mouth open long enough to let her get the look she needed. Once the hygienist touched her, it was meltdown city, although she was gentle with her(Sure let me be the bad guy holding her down and all while you gently check her out!) it was her gloves that I think threw her off. Then, here comes the polish. Can you say, meltdown 10x bigger? This poor child of mine, bit the polisher, but then slowly relaxed and although still crying, and trying to scream "No!" , she at least kept her mouth open a bit and they finished up. Well... at least for the next 5 minutes, the dentist has still yet to come in.
While I get her to settle down, which usually takes at least 15 minutes, only took 5 minutres this time, thankfully, only to have her freak out even more when the dentist had to have her sit back in the dental chair with me. Bless this dentists heart, allowed her to sit facing me in a regular chair, and laid her back into her lap and was basically the same chaos above but quicker.
All for no cavities and an A+ report for the preschool. They even invited her back. In 6 months. Now I know it's a necessity, and I am not saying I would neglect it getting done, but I just know that this will be a reoccurring story as the years go on. On the way home, I was watching her in the mirror and she just looked so spent and worn out. She was so tired, and fell asleep, but I can't help but want to just keep apologizing to her for the horrible day we just had. I felt so helpless seeing her like that. As a parent, you just want to keep them from the worst possible situations and I couldn't today. Because it had to be done.
I always prepare for the worst, hope for the best and when it's horrible for her, I don't feel extremely horrible. I have to do it this way because I know that if I prepare for the best, I then feel 10x worse when I have to hold her down, pin her legs with my legs and let random doctors touch her. This was the case yesterday.
Here's a vision for ya. Me in a dental chair all the way back, holding Lilly on my lap, hugging her with a bear hug from behind and my legs crossed over her legs so she doesn't kick the hygienist. Crying, and screaming but still at least holding her mouth open long enough to let her get the look she needed. Once the hygienist touched her, it was meltdown city, although she was gentle with her(Sure let me be the bad guy holding her down and all while you gently check her out!) it was her gloves that I think threw her off. Then, here comes the polish. Can you say, meltdown 10x bigger? This poor child of mine, bit the polisher, but then slowly relaxed and although still crying, and trying to scream "No!" , she at least kept her mouth open a bit and they finished up. Well... at least for the next 5 minutes, the dentist has still yet to come in.
While I get her to settle down, which usually takes at least 15 minutes, only took 5 minutres this time, thankfully, only to have her freak out even more when the dentist had to have her sit back in the dental chair with me. Bless this dentists heart, allowed her to sit facing me in a regular chair, and laid her back into her lap and was basically the same chaos above but quicker.
All for no cavities and an A+ report for the preschool. They even invited her back. In 6 months. Now I know it's a necessity, and I am not saying I would neglect it getting done, but I just know that this will be a reoccurring story as the years go on. On the way home, I was watching her in the mirror and she just looked so spent and worn out. She was so tired, and fell asleep, but I can't help but want to just keep apologizing to her for the horrible day we just had. I felt so helpless seeing her like that. As a parent, you just want to keep them from the worst possible situations and I couldn't today. Because it had to be done.
Monday, December 5, 2011
Not Me! Monday. :)
I am going to attempt my first Not Me Monday! SO...Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
Lets not start off with the fact that I totally didn't do any laundry this whole weekend and we do NOT have 4 piles to do still tonight.
I also didn't not get my kids to take a shower last night or the night before. I also didn't make the husband do dishes 3 days in a row because I just didn't feel like doing them. Not me!
After putting up our Christmas tree Saturday night, I totally did not finish anything else decor related and left the living room a mess, to only leave it a mess another day yesterday. Nope not me!
I also haven't been waiting around all day to find the motivation to do the laundry, dishes, and picking up the living room, by wasting time online at multiple sites, and filling out mindless paperwork forprocrastination reasons no reason at all.
In closing I also did not let my kids stay in pajamas all day long Sunday, not even making them brush there hair or teeth. Nope Not Me!
Lets not start off with the fact that I totally didn't do any laundry this whole weekend and we do NOT have 4 piles to do still tonight.
I also didn't not get my kids to take a shower last night or the night before. I also didn't make the husband do dishes 3 days in a row because I just didn't feel like doing them. Not me!
After putting up our Christmas tree Saturday night, I totally did not finish anything else decor related and left the living room a mess, to only leave it a mess another day yesterday. Nope not me!
I also haven't been waiting around all day to find the motivation to do the laundry, dishes, and picking up the living room, by wasting time online at multiple sites, and filling out mindless paperwork for
In closing I also did not let my kids stay in pajamas all day long Sunday, not even making them brush there hair or teeth. Nope Not Me!
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Thanking God.
We went this week to have Lilly evaluated at the Diagnostic Center for special needs preschool. Her SPD is really affecting her abilities to feel her inside need to use the bathroom. (As well as other skills.) This is holding her back from attending preschool, since a lot of the head starts and preschools in our district will not allow children to attend unless potty trained. So we went to see what their group of professionals thought they could be able to offer her if they felt she could benefit from preschool with special needs assistance.
The morning started off by her just playing in a lobby type of area until the doctors and professionals finished up talking about each of the kids that were to be coming in for evaluations. There were 3 other children and they all seemed to play nicely. We were greeted by a Parent Mentor, who is basically another parent of a special needs child who knows what goes on in meetings and can answer most questions for you. She is there to help ask questions for you if you are not sure what you need to know. It was comforting to know there was someone else for you as a parent. Then they allowed all the kids into the playroom. The instant they said it was time to go play in the classroom, Lilly ran through all the people frightened, and said " Mama will you go in there with me?" I told her, "Of Course!" And we went in although when she was greeted by some of the other adults in there, she hid behind me and clammed up. Which for her, is the norm. I thanked God.
She was able to venture off once she saw the slide. She then soon was able to venture off without us, she slowly warmed up to the other kids, and started to talk to the other adults if they asked her questions. There were a few times, when we peeked through the window to the room to watch what she was doing. Eric saw her interacting with an adult and the adult went to touch her to redirect her to another part of the room, and she threw her hands up and told her " Nooooo!" She didn't want her to touch her at all. I chuckled and thanked God for it.
You know, I was really happy that she was having these reactions. I had asked God that morning to show them what hinders her learning. We go back on the12th to find out what they have decided for Lilly. I really hope they are able to help her with putting her into the special needs preschool. She would be in a class mixed with non special needs kids too. I know she is mentally able to excel. She already knows many many things. She really just needs a little help here and there to keep her going. I don't want her to fall back because of the fact that her body isn't working for her right now. She'll be okay if she isn't accepted, I will just have to work a little harder with her. I just hope that God has her plan in the acceleration lane. I really do Thank God for her. She's so cute and wonderful.
The morning started off by her just playing in a lobby type of area until the doctors and professionals finished up talking about each of the kids that were to be coming in for evaluations. There were 3 other children and they all seemed to play nicely. We were greeted by a Parent Mentor, who is basically another parent of a special needs child who knows what goes on in meetings and can answer most questions for you. She is there to help ask questions for you if you are not sure what you need to know. It was comforting to know there was someone else for you as a parent. Then they allowed all the kids into the playroom. The instant they said it was time to go play in the classroom, Lilly ran through all the people frightened, and said " Mama will you go in there with me?" I told her, "Of Course!" And we went in although when she was greeted by some of the other adults in there, she hid behind me and clammed up. Which for her, is the norm. I thanked God.
She was able to venture off once she saw the slide. She then soon was able to venture off without us, she slowly warmed up to the other kids, and started to talk to the other adults if they asked her questions. There were a few times, when we peeked through the window to the room to watch what she was doing. Eric saw her interacting with an adult and the adult went to touch her to redirect her to another part of the room, and she threw her hands up and told her " Nooooo!" She didn't want her to touch her at all. I chuckled and thanked God for it.
You know, I was really happy that she was having these reactions. I had asked God that morning to show them what hinders her learning. We go back on the12th to find out what they have decided for Lilly. I really hope they are able to help her with putting her into the special needs preschool. She would be in a class mixed with non special needs kids too. I know she is mentally able to excel. She already knows many many things. She really just needs a little help here and there to keep her going. I don't want her to fall back because of the fact that her body isn't working for her right now. She'll be okay if she isn't accepted, I will just have to work a little harder with her. I just hope that God has her plan in the acceleration lane. I really do Thank God for her. She's so cute and wonderful.
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