Saturday, May 30, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
I have always said that he makes me strive to be better and I really believe that. I can promise you I would not know any of my neighbors if it were not for my son. He loves to go out there and meet them. Because he has been sick lately he has not had a presence outside as much and our neighbors have been concerned. I tell them he is sick and we get through that talk and such, well then they have to add in their piece of how wonderful he is with all the kids that are so much younger than he is. They just think he is wonderful to play with their 18 month olds.
I say he takes pity on a few other boys in the complex here, but really he just has a good heart and just wants to be friends with anyone. He even is really good to all the adults. I sent him out the other day to take the dog to the bathroom and I see him over talking to an older lady (a grandma) with the dog. I just got told today by her that he is really a great kid. She says every time she comes out he rushes over to tell her hello and just chats with her.
Two of our neighbors had babies and he had to rush out to get presents for their babies. He is the best and I can only hope to have the love in my heart that he has in his.
Good night boo, love you muches.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
If Wiley E. Coyote had enough money to buy all that ACME crap, why didn't he just buy dinner?
I love Tori Spelling, I have loved her since the good old days of 90210 and Donna Martin. She has had a very successful career and has a wonderful life now. She has two books and she didn't want to have anyone else's voice on the audio version so she even read it. She has two cute and adorable kids that are just adorable and you can tell they love their mom. Dean is a great compliment to her and I totall wish them all the best.
Her mother was on a radio station on the East coast and she came out and said that Tori killed her father with Tori's strained relationship with their family. Oh please come on. I very highly doubt that was the case but even more importantly even if her mother believes that you suck for even bringing it up and furthermore airing it on a radio station! What mother would do that to her child.
I love you Tori, you should just not worry about having your mother in your life anymore. That is hard for me to say because I feel every child should have a good relationship with their mother or father but she is venimous and should just be cut. You have a great family relationship with your friends and they give you all the love and support that you should have.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Alright this cough has been around since before Mother's day. I did finally get in to the doctor and he had given me those prescriptions, suppressant and an antibiotic. Well come to find out the boy is allergic to the suppressant. His eyes puff up when he takes it so we have been going sans suppressant, even the over the counter kind because I ran out of it. Don't let my dad know I really didn't read the side effects I just said I did, usually I do but I didn't feel the need because he has never had a reaction really to any medicine. I was hoping to let the cough run it course and he could just cough it up. Well that has not been the case, it actually has worsened over the past few days where it sounds as though he is choking when he is coughing. He even coughs in his sleep, not to the point that he wakes up but I know it is not a restful sleep.
On Monday he got really worn out with playing with the family at the park, we came home and went straight to bed. Well come Tuesday morning I tell the boy to suck it up because I didn't think he was that sick and he should go to school. That is mainly because it was month end at work and I needed to be there because unlike Boss Lady I feel like I need to be there and really knowing her she would find some way to get out of it because that is what she has done the last few month ends. I can just say karma got me though and it is funny so keep reading.
When we got home Tuesday he had one of his headaches. I got out my dad's glucose meter he is lending me because I think the boy may be hypoglycemic all stemming from the one time he had a headache and I didn't have water but we had a Sprite, well the headache went away without any throwing up. So now I want to monitor him and have some other news to go back to the doctor with. It might be migraines still because that runs in my family (why is it I can't blame any of this stuff on his dad's side, oh that is right his dad was adopted so we have no history so I find a link only to my terrible genes). Well I am forcing him to eat even though he is being reluctant. To my surprise while talking to his dad on the phone he gets to the point that he has to throw up. Long story short because I am not using this to vent about his dad but just have to add this in, his dad's b-day was Tuesday and I guess he was upset that H would not get to talk to him on his birthday, I guess he didn't hear him say that he was going to throw up. I got on the phone and explained to him what was going on and had H call him back at his dad's request after he thrown up.
This boy has thrown up a lot in his lifetime, it is only second in line to bloody noses. He throws up he just moves on with life like it never really happened. Me, I am out of commission but maybe because I don't throw up as often. Anyway, when I took the puke bucket to the toilet while pouring it in some of the lovely concoction flew up and got me in the eye. Like I said karma came back and got me.
Well today we stayed home and the only thing he can keep down without causing a stomach are cheese quesadillas and good old saltine crackers. I have been making him drink from a "sick bottle", just a regular bottle of water that we can throw out once he is done being sick. I was too tired to cook so we went and grabbed food, while eating he just picked at it so we decided we would leave. We went to get the antibiotics because I am hoping the cough will clear up some with that but not sure if it will just upset his stomach even more like most antibiotic. While there I picked up some more suppressant too. We get home all honky dory ready to give him the pill he told the doctor he could take. I told him in the doctor's office, he is my witness, you have never taken a pill you take those fast melt ones but those are not pills. He says he can do it, the doctor assures me I can cut it up and mush it if needed.
I show H the pill, he then proceeds to ask me does he just chew it or will it melt? Um, I think I already had this discussion with you, it does neither, you must swallow it. I walk him through the steps of putting the pill as far back on your tongue as you can and then you swallow it while you are drinking. Easy enough I know but I also know there is a gag reflex and it is hard, my sister Mary didn't take a regular pill until she was in her 20's. Taking baby tylenol for cramps (you asked that I share this on the blog so I am now embarrassing you), but I know it was hard for her to take it. And yet again in my genes so who knows. He drinks a little and tells me that it didn't go down. I tell him don't think about it as swallowing the pill just think about drinking the gatorade.
Well I finally just have him spit it out in the cup which then I proceed to cut up and throw back in the cup with more gatorade letting it dissolve. I decided that I will give it to him like the claritin I use to give him, the only medicine he loathes, that I will essentially pour it down his throat and he can just take a drink afterwards. Well we are both getting frustrated and I know I am getting to the point of almost yelling and he is just crying because now he is scared he says. I am trying to calm him down and we do the plan. He takes a small drink of gatorade and then hands it to me running around the house. I am thinking he is over reacting to the taste. Come to find out he is looking for the puke bucket and throws up the everything we just ate and the pill we just finally got down his throat. He also then holds up one finger and tells me he does not think he is going to school again tomorrow.
I have really had it at this point more because of the fact that he didn't say he was feeling like he was going to throw up and I just gave him one of the pills so I called my sister who talked me down because I didn't want to yell at him, he is sick but I am just so angry that I just wasted getting this pill down his throat. After that I go back out get another pill and cut it up and start having it dissolve. I go out and talk to him and explain we are going to try again. He says I guess there are only two choices in me getting better, puffed up eyes or throwing up. I just roll my eyes and I laugh at him. I tell him this pill will help, we just got to get it in and get it to stay down. He grabs the PB and says he needs it just in case. I tell him if he thinks he is going to throw up then he probably will and I explain that the doctor would not have given him the medicine if it really was not going to make him feel better. He nods his head and tells me I am right.
New plan, much like the old but with a little modification. I tell him I will pour it down, he grabs the water and then after to get any taste out takes a bite of string cheese. I then point at the PB on the couch and tell him it is there if he needs it but I think he can do it. He then tells me while acting out in slow motion him taking the drink and running after the PB. I laugh at him and say I will grab the PB while you are drinking and all you have to worry about it eating a bite of the string cheese. If he did throw up again the pills would have been put on hold.
We finally did it and no throw up yet. I gave him his suppressant and rubbed his chest with vapor rub (a childhood favorite). He had some trouble getting to sleep because he feel asleep for a little while driving to get the medicine but he is asleep now and not one cough since he fell asleep. Maybe, just maybe there may be an end in sight.
Good night moon.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
He is not as crazy as Friskies, the cat I got in 4th grade and snuck home and had hidden for about two weeks before I ran out of cat food for him and needed to get more but my parents saw the cat food I had put in the cart when the lady was ringing it up. Blasted parents for paying attention, but little does the boy know I did those things so I can catch him doing them and he can't figure out how I know. Friskies would attack you, but not just any attack he would leap on your head with his body over your face and claw into your head and latch on. Although Angel does just attack you out of no where but then runs away, like a sneak attack. And Angel did just attack my "wallet", the size of this thing is the size of a small clutch and actually quite heavy, he did proceed to take off with it before his front claws were removed. Okay, maybe it is a tie, why do I have the tendency to find all the psycho cats?
If I did not catch all of them just to make sure you know, the dog is a girl, the cat is a boy. I for some reason in my mind think dogs are boys and cats are girls. They are both fixed so really not anything other than the bane of my existence and it feels as though I have two other kids in my house at times.
Instead of a sign off, just a GREAT picture!!! Shatner is great.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Also I just wanted to mention just how proud I am of my son. He had a bike rodeo this week that he was planning on going to, well first we had to fix his flat. Well I ended up popping his tube, at which time 3 neighbors came out to figure out what the loud popping sound was. I had to admit defeat to the boy, he graciously accepted the fact that it was not going to happen so then he proceeded to tell me that he will put on his own rodeo once we get it fixed. I told him we could invite his cousins over and he could get them to put on a show too, he is all too excited for this. But I was proud that he did not let it ruin his spirits. I was really proud of him and it just shows how much he is growing up. He also literally got dog piled this weekend, picture below.The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese in the trap.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
We spent the day at the park, we had lots of fun. I forgot my camera so hopefully my older sister can send me some of the pictures that were taken on her camera because overall it was a wonderful day. Even with some headbutting with H it was still fun. I put a picture of the flowers that were sent to me from him, and no I didn't order these myself this year, his step mother actually helped him to pull it off. I enjoyed them alot and think it was great that she helped him out. I still want to warn you all that sometimes he really doesn't keep secrets very well (much like my younger sister).
The best think a father can do for his children is to show respect to their mother.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Once at the store it became a whole big deal. We had to go and look at all the things he wanted to see and it wasn't until I said it was my turn he started hacking again (which really was more self induced) and he kept touching his forehead and telling me he had a fever. Finally he asked for me to kiss it to see, but by this time I was on to the plan and I told him he was fine, but it did feel a little warm again, but really he is a fairly warm little boy anyway. So I saw some more wind chimes outside, but that was where the flowers were and he just had to get his flowers for our pots at home (yes, that cough disappeared quite fast). We found a good number and his favorites were these little midnight blue flowers, but he liked them the best because "they were so blue they are purple too Mom". We will see how long the flowers last this year, usually around end of June they are all dead so all the money and time spent on them is out the window.
My sister works at the recreation center and called me up because they were offering a fishing class, so he needs a fishing pole. Well he started asking me all these questions about fishing. I have not fished since like I was a small child so my knowledge in it is very limited. But the questions never stopped, finally I just said we will have to wait and he can ask them at the class because I would hope that the one running the class will have fished before but I guess we will see. For our mother's day outing tomorrow hopefully Grandpa can put the pole together for us because I don't know what I am doing. I was very proud that the boy chose the package that came with all the hooks and stuff even though the Transformers and the Star Wars poles were looking much more enticing. He has his own little tackle box to carry it all in too.
Oh yes, as a comprise on the wind chime, because I like the sound of the reed chimes better than the metal ones, he gets to paint the birds that are on it. But it was not the expensive one that I had really wanted but it is a very good second place one. I will love it more once it has the painted touch on it.
Alas I just put the boy to bed with the humidifier again, we will see how the cough is acting in the morning, hopefully it is just a slight cold and nothing more serious. But I know there is nothing that is making me worry like I did when he was little. We have been working on drinking more so he can flush it out and got lots of vitamin C going as that works for me. I found this baby rub, couldn't find the vapor rub that my mom would rub on my chest when we were kids, I think that will help more with the chest feeling he is feeling but all is well so far, we will see.
A wise man asks questions, a fool always has the answers.
Friday, May 8, 2009
I know Norah will probably be even more upset that you have yet to go on a vacation with them yet, but I really liked this picture. He still talks about this trip to me alot. I may not be able to afford a trip like this for a long time coming, but I think I do need to find some way to get him back to the beach because he really enjoyed it.
As I have read you seem like you had a wonderful birthday. But I also wanted to thank you again (and yes tears are seriously coming to my eyes) for everything you have done for me in the past 8 years. It has been nice to have so much support from you these past few years, you have really saved my sanity and you save me when I have some melt downs and just cry up a storm for a number of stupid reasons. You have been a rock to me that I have needed and even though I feel you are a second child to me because of the bickering that goes on between you and the boy, I know he loves and appreciates you more than you even though. He is always wants to make sure he has not disappointed you in someway no matter how small and silly it may seem.Tami - I am so happy you graduated law school, I know it was always a running family joke you were adopted, oh yeah and you would be the first female president (but between Alva and I you have a lot of family skeletons now). But I wish I had the fire that you had to complete school, now that I am actually interested in learning I feel like I can't find the time to go back just yet. I am really excited you are moving back, it will be nice to see you anytime. I know we have not been the closest (Mary seems to be everyone's go between) but it will be nice to see you more often. And to have such a supportive husband and such a beautiful baby boy you are just beginning a wonderful adventure in this life.
To all of my family, thanks to you all, it is I do know how much you do for me and I appreciate it.
To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.