Silence is....

GOLDEN!

The Sun, Love/Hate Relationship

I have a love/hate relationship with the Sun.  These past few days have been great.  We've been outside for the past few days... nice sun-shiney kind of days...and we've had fun.  I love the feeling of the sun on my skin.  I hate the whole cancer, sunscreen thing.  I am the sunscreen nazi.  Everyday, everytime we are in those lovely golden rays, I am lathering up the kids and I.  The thing about it is... I don't mind our pastey white skin.  Nor does the application bother me.  It's that we are constantly bathing the kids!  No more skip nights for my guys.  It's a tubby night, every night!  Darn...kids crying...this is a TBC moment!

Spring Ball

I love spring!  Flowers bloom, grass grows, bees buzz, and my boys play baseball!  What fun it has been so far this season... okay, so we are like two practices in for each kid, but really, it has been fun!  I know more and more Moms each year, and my youngers know more and more kids!  With more than one boy in the league this year, it'll be like my own exclusive club.  I'll have to pack better this time:  cooler, snacks, blanket, toys, sunscreen, all of the usual, plus.... my chair.  I haven't ever packed a chair.  There are so many families that do.  I, however, have never had enough hands to carry everything.  Sure, my hubby goes to most of the practices and games.  He's a real gentleman too, carrying the gloves and water bottles, and running ahead with whomever is late at the time (someone is always running late in our family!).  I usually am left with the younger kids, strollers, bags, etc..  Nowadays, 3 of my 4 little ones can walk on their own.  The tiniest is almost two, and strollers are no fun for either of us!  So, I may just be one of those Moms who packs a chair this Saturday.  You'll recognize me...I will look harried, have a toddler running ahead of me, a preschooler crying, an older boy who isn't playing wondering why he's there this time, two bags, a cooler and...MAYBE, a chair!  Cheers to Spring!

CHECK IT OUT!

My two elementary school aged kids are having a fundraiser.  Check it out: Bradford Heights Walk  Oh, and it is way to late to not be tired!

Feeling Great!

The human body is amazing.  I have recovered.  All x-rays and blood tests are a-okay, or at least, back to normal, whatever that means!  After having to take a nap from getting a 15 minute shower (day 1 at home) I feel so good that I am rolling down the hills at the park with my daughter.

A SIDEBAR:  Rolling down the hill is still fun when you are 32.  However, you get WAY more dizzy.  AND, the extra weight of being a fully grown adult woman speeds up the trip to the bottom, producing many more spins.  The extra spins cause a bit of a churn in ones' gut.  The feeling can be equated with that of going on a roller coaster (but not as wild of a ride) after lunch.  Do that a few times in a row (okay, exactly three times is all that I could stand) and you are likely to be a little green and begging your 4 year old for mercy!

The park in the sun was fantastic.  Friends all day for the kids and baking and laughing for me.  The only thing that I can say about still recovering from the whole ICU stay is.... when you do too much it doesn't feel like too much until it is too late!  Boy did I tire myself out.  But the kids had a blast.  I slept REALLY WELL, and everyone got a little vitamin D!

Happy Spring Everyone!

In Review...

Okay, so here it is.  I did get a break from this not so 9 to 5, in a way.  I was hospitalized on 2/14 (yes, Valentine's Day) for a pretty bad bi-lateral pneumonia.  I spent 5 days in ICU.  Apparently, I was in critical condition, and the chances that I would make it were questionable.  I can say that I just remember being tired and not wanting all of the tubes that were attached to me to be there!  In that state, I wasn't much help to anyone, especially my family.  This was very traumatic for them.  I looked different.  I acted different.  Each new doctor (because I did have a few) and new test brought them more stress.  There was screaming pain and tears.  My poor family could just sit and watch.  And pray.  After the 5 days I was downgraded to stable and moved back into the regular areas of the hospital.  It was there that I stayed another five days.  During my long stay in the hospital, my children were shuffled (very lovingly and carefully) between houses.  Friends and family always making sure that someone was there with them, loving them.  But as far as the kids were concerned....one day Mommy just left.  It has been very hard since.  Nightmares are common now.

My husband has 'losing his wife' nightmares and thoughts that just pop into his head at random times.  Each of the kids are trying to sleep with us, every night.  Our oldest confessed one night that he had overheard the grownups talking, and that I may die, and he just burst into tears.  My baby boy (who will be two next month) wouldn't look at me for the first hour that I was home.  He was visibly mad at my awful betrayal.  Now I can not peel him from my side!  If I put my shoes on, he cries.  If I get a sweater on, he cries.  If I put his shoes on, he cries.  If I walk away, at any time when he is not ready for it, he cries.  Our diabetic son has started giving us the kind of trouble with diabetes issues that he had when he was first diagnosed.  Our daughter has been having issues with not listening (even more than usual) and zoning us completely out!  I have tons of issues too, but they'll come later.

It has been a long month.  It isn't over yet...

While away the germs did play!

Hello All!  It is good to be, well, back.  From my last post a lot has happened.  It will bring on quite a few posts.  This one is just to say Hi.  I spent the remainder of February (from when my husband returned from his trip on the 14th until the 25th) in the hospital.  It was a close, too close for comfort, call.  5 days in critical condition and the rest of the time trying just to get home.  BUT, I am alive and well and recovering. These days are filled with marked fatigue, so my posts will be short.  Bear with me, they will be worth it!