Sunday, January 27, 2013

Well, it appears that after about a week or so of Theodore not feeling up to snuff he has finally come out on the other side. Thankfully, he wasn't too sick as in needing a lot of meds or having a fever or a lot of breathing issues. But he was definitely not feeling well. Fussy, fussy, fussy, fussy, fussy. Only wanting to be held and sit in my lap. It was a long week.

But yesterday he gave me that sweet smile that showed he was back to normal and it has been smooth sailing ever since.

No, not really.

He's fine but now both the girls are sick. Fevers, tummy aches, dizziness. (This just so happened to occur suddenly while my cousin was watching them all for the evening. Thankfully, she's awesome and took care of it all and we didn't need to come home early. P.S. Jessy, I really really really hope your crew doesn't get sick.) So for us it's ibuprofen, tylenol, hot tea, cough meds, cool cloths, saltines.... the works. 

We're a mess. These are the times I don't mind Spongebob. In fact, I welcome him. If it comforts my kids to hear that awful laugh and Patrick's stupidity then so be it. As long as they sit 'happily' on the couch while they get nursed back to health then I am a happy camper. 

Hopefully Theodore won't catch whatever it is that they have and start the cycle all over again.

In the meantime, I will enjoy his health and hope we all end up back to normal soon.    

Monday, January 21, 2013

Monday funday.

It's a baby mountain. More like a pillow mountain with a baby head. Either way it's cute. 

And he clearly enjoyed it. 

Have a nice Monday, everyone. I hope it's a good start to your week. 

Wednesday, January 16, 2013


Yeah, definitely just walked in on Theodore prone position, face on the ground biting the kitchen floor. Literally scraping his teeth back and forth. The floor the dog just peed across last night, mind you I cleaned it up, but still. The floor that is the main thorough fare through our house from outside. The floor the cats walk on after they use the litter box. THAT is what he chooses to chew on. Not the fun toys that light up or sing or have special chewy textures. No. The dirty vinyl kitchen tiles. 


I want to go wash out my mouth now and it wasn't any where near that floor. 

Oh well, it builds immunity and character, right? 

Monday, January 14, 2013


Okay... I've been trying to upload a video but it's giving me trouble. So we'll just go with this.

Hope it makes you smile. He's a mess.

Friday, January 11, 2013

How goes it.

Firstly I would like to report that the stomach bug has passed through our house quickly without too many casualties. Thanks #1.

Somehow Ben and I were spared any effects of the bug. Thanks #2.

Dearest Ashley, my friend and neighbor, sacrificed her morning the other day to come and clean my kitchen AND bathroom. Thanks #3.

That same night we were brought pizza for dinner. Thanks #4.

And the next day was spent out of the house with all kids - Theodore included- at a friends house. Kids entertained. Meals provided. Thanks #5.

Today will hopefully be a complete day of school, without having to fish too many pieces of paper out of Theodore's mouth or too much bickering. For now I have to untangle Rambo's tubes from around the bottom of this chair and get on with business. Happy Friday, all.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013


I've been having trouble getting out of a negative mindset lately. That's not to say that there aren't any positive thoughts or hours or days... but, on a whole, I've been struggling. Especially with the million little 'inconveniences' that pop up during a regular day. So, in an effort to change my attitude, or maybe just so I have something I can look at and say "See, things aren't THAT bad" I have decided to start composing a list looking for all the positives in all the areas of my life. One by one. Painstakingly keeping you a part of the process. 

For today:

My house
This will most likely be the shortest list ever.

We have one.
I have a large kitchen- and also a new dishwasher. Woot!

There you have it. I won't bring up the fact that our hallway door doesn't latch. Or that my open/dining room is three quarters hospital/baby area. Or that we don't have insulation under the floor. Or the kids rooms.... don't even talk about the kids rooms....

I think I veered off course here.... Ah, yes. The positives. We do have a house. It could be worse. And our neighbors aren't so bad. :)

This didn't work quite as well as I thought it would. But it's a start. Maybe next time my list will be longer.   


Friday, January 4, 2013


More like desperate plea.

We have four kids. One- Rambo(Theodore), the star of this blog, is quite a handful.
We get, at best, 8 hours of nursing a night for him.
Day time nursing is shoddy to non existent (at the moment it's non existent with no hope of existence) We've been without a daytime nurse (and even when we DO have one it's only 21 hours a week) since the week before Thanksgiving.
I can't travel without another adult with him.
He can't be left with a regular babysitter.
Doctors appointments are a pain - even hitting the grocery store is no longer an option (thank you, mom for taking that on!!!!) 
Getting out with him is nearly impossible.
Getting out without him is unheard of.

The other three kids are wonderful (not saying Theodore's not because he's pretty much awesome).
And are also homeschooled. Public school was not an option for us because of personal convictions (I do know a lot of public school teachers and I think you're all quite amazing. I can barely - and sometimes don't- keep my head on straight with 3. I can't imagine a class of 10 or 20...)  and private school is just too expensive.
My husband is a police officer who works shift work. Our only somewhat steady schedule is the month he is on night shift; which means he sleeps during the day. And even then it's subject to court or training.

When my husband and I do get out, it's usually not together.

  I live my life around everyone else and at everyone else's convenience because I have to.

       Our dog is retarded.

            All of my house plants have died.

                 Electricity bills are always behind because T's equipment runs all.the.time.

                      I can't stay on top of the housework and kids education.

                           We (kids included) only see the inside of our house.

                                We haven't had a vacation in 6 YEARS! (My husband and I vacationing alone together happened last on our honeymoon 9 1/2 years ago . Minus one glorious overnight 5 years ago.) 

                                     We love the beach but Theodore can't be anywhere near sand.

                                          My children eat chocolate chips and goldfish for breakfast for crying out loud!!!!

**********************deep breath********************deep breath*********************

You may be wondering what my desperate plea is for?? :) Or maybe not at this point..... 

I am seriously asking for help. Everyone keeps telling me just to ask so I am asking. If there is anyway you can help or any resources that you think may be helpful or that we haven't heard of - PLEASE let me know. 

Most importantly, we need people trained with Theodore. He is absolutely loving and wonderful, but there's a lot to know. Now is a good time because he has been extremely healthy since this summer so I'm not concerned with anything major happening. Of course, that's always a crap shoot....But we seriously need people we can count on to be available and to confidently watch our sweet little man. (So we can stop calling my mother-in-law and give her a break :) )

How can you turn that face down??????

Secondly... I am tired. The end of 2012 really took a toll on me and our family as a whole. Some consistency in our lives would be great. Whether it's watching the other kids, homeschooling them for a day even, helping with housework, bringing dinner, letting me and Ben get out together, ANYTHING that would bring some consistency - once a week- once a month - once a year.

I am not usually one to reach out so this is waaaaaay out of my comfort zone but we are....... desperate. There are so many ways and so many things that would help take some pressure and weight off of us. I'm not asking for a private school education fund or an all expense paid trip to Disney World (although I wouldn't turn those down....) but I am asking for help.

So if you are willing, or have an idea, or will pray about how you can help, please let me know.


Or call me if you have my number.


I'm everywhere... you can find me. PLEASE find me :)




Tuesday, January 1, 2013


It is now 2013. Ugh. I'm not really sure how I feel about that. When 2012 came I told 2011 to shove it because it had sucked and I was looking forward to better things. Well, 2012 pretty much disappointed as well. So with 2013 here now I have decided the best thing is to not make any expectations... okay, that's only half true. My hope for this year:

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord,
"plans for welfare and not for calamity
to give you a future and a hope.
Then you will call upon Me and come and pray to Me,
and I will listen to you.
You will seek Me and find Me 
when you search for Me with all your heart.
I will be found by you," declares the Lord,
"and I will restore your fortunes and will gather you
from all the nations and from all the places
where I have driven you," declares the Lord,
"and I will bring you back to the place from where I sent you into exile."
Jeremiah 29:11-14

My hope is to let the Lord be my hope, come what may or may not, despite circumstances, because His mercies are new every morning. 

With that being said, here's a look back to all the 'wonderful' Rambo stages of 2012. They can be put into two categories. The first is the "I'm-so-glad-this-is-lasting-a-long-time" category. The second is "could-this-go-any-slower-please-be-over-soon" category. 


kisses and love.
falling asleep in the middle of the floor.
simple entertainment.
sitting in my lap is enough.
actually making it through the summer alive.
watching the transition from rolling to crawling to walking.
sleeping amidst noise and chaos.
still fitting into onesies so he can't pull on his g-tube.
fitting into an infant carseat.

That stage can be summed up by saying it's all the wonderful baby stages that you wish could be drawn out and truly enjoyed before they are gone. I am thankful to have gotten to experience those to the fullest.


EVERYTHING in the mouth.
beep beep BEEPING
changing diapers in the 'grabby, rolling' stage. ugh.
the summer from hell.
nursing situation.
doctors appointments.

This category may appear to be smaller but don't let it fool you - it takes up the majority of our time. 

All in all, Rambo in 2012 has made some AWESOME progress. He may be a 2 year old that's developmentally a year behind but he just keeps going. He has a lot yet to overcome but we will patiently wait beside him- and if nothing ever changes... well, then it doesn't. It's as simple as that.