Tomorrow will be 9 years to the day that I met Jim. Which means today is his birthday!
Happy Birthday Jim!
We love you and we are always excited to see you.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Outrage
I am at work this morning missing Lilly's soccer game.
Jim is with the kids at the game.
My friend just texted me this picture from the soccer field:
My baby sitting in a Ohio State chair! The outrage! See what happens when I am not there to supervise??
Don't worry I have some pictures of Jack sitting on the nittany lion that I will post as soon as I get home.
(I strongly dislike Ohio State as a loyal Penn State Alumni and fan).
Jim is with the kids at the game.
My friend just texted me this picture from the soccer field:
My baby sitting in a Ohio State chair! The outrage! See what happens when I am not there to supervise??
Don't worry I have some pictures of Jack sitting on the nittany lion that I will post as soon as I get home.
(I strongly dislike Ohio State as a loyal Penn State Alumni and fan).
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Update
Lilly came home from school with some serious attitude. I sent off my sweet little 5 year old to kindergarten and she came back a rotten school child. We will be working on the sass here at home. Not to mention the bus was 25 minutes late and when she finally did get home she wouldn't talk to me very much. I swear a teenager came home in my five year olds body.
Lilly did tell me that she has a set of twins in her class who turned five today. She said "can you believe there were four year olds at kindergarten?" Technically she was wrong because they are five today. She also told me that the twins came to school in a limo. She said "they sat sideways and had drinks, I know it was a limo." She said they got to come to school in a limo for their birthday. Crazy!! I am waiting to confirm the rumor.
We are all going to bed early tonight. In Lilly's prayer tonight she prayed that Jack and mommy could find something to do tomorrow. Too funny.
Lilly did tell me that she has a set of twins in her class who turned five today. She said "can you believe there were four year olds at kindergarten?" Technically she was wrong because they are five today. She also told me that the twins came to school in a limo. She said "they sat sideways and had drinks, I know it was a limo." She said they got to come to school in a limo for their birthday. Crazy!! I am waiting to confirm the rumor.
We are all going to bed early tonight. In Lilly's prayer tonight she prayed that Jack and mommy could find something to do tomorrow. Too funny.
The first day of Kindergarten!!
Today is the first day of school. I think we were all a little nervous this morning. Everyone was awake by 6:15, even Jack seemed to sense the excitement.
Lilly and I cuddled in bed for a little while before she got up and got herself ready.
I had all sorts of good intentions to pack her lunch the night before, but I just didn't. I think I might be a same day packer, we'll see.
Lilly had her breakfast of choice, toaster struedels, and wore her outfit of choice. She got herself dressed, brushed her teeth, and was pretty happy (a little nervous). I asked her to make her bed and she started to whine, so I let that one slide today.
We had plenty of time to take pictures, and she actually ate her entire breakfast. The morning went much better than I imagined.
We all walked Lilly to the bus. I brought the stroller and Lilly asked to ride in the stroller part of the way. She then got out to walk.
I had her give me a hug and a kiss before the bus came to avoid any meltdowns (on my part).
Luckily we have a good group of kids at our bus stop and they were all excited to have Lilly, the only kindergartener at her stop.
The bus was right on time, 7:26 (so early!!).
As soon as the bus pulled up Parker grabbed Lilly by the hand and dragged her on the bus. Cara was right behind her and helped push her on. It all happened so fast she didn't have a chance to turn around and wave. I started crying, but only a little. I ran around the bus to find her in a window seat sitting with Parker and Cara. She smiled and waved as the bus drove off.
Then I cried, but I couldn't cry that much because there were a lot of parents there. My pride held it together.
Jack and I are home figuring out what to do with ourselves. We will probably make some cookies for Lilly and wait to hear all about her first day.
Lilly and I cuddled in bed for a little while before she got up and got herself ready.
I had all sorts of good intentions to pack her lunch the night before, but I just didn't. I think I might be a same day packer, we'll see.
Lilly had her breakfast of choice, toaster struedels, and wore her outfit of choice. She got herself dressed, brushed her teeth, and was pretty happy (a little nervous). I asked her to make her bed and she started to whine, so I let that one slide today.
We had plenty of time to take pictures, and she actually ate her entire breakfast. The morning went much better than I imagined.
We all walked Lilly to the bus. I brought the stroller and Lilly asked to ride in the stroller part of the way. She then got out to walk.
Luckily we have a good group of kids at our bus stop and they were all excited to have Lilly, the only kindergartener at her stop.
The bus was right on time, 7:26 (so early!!).
As soon as the bus pulled up Parker grabbed Lilly by the hand and dragged her on the bus. Cara was right behind her and helped push her on. It all happened so fast she didn't have a chance to turn around and wave. I started crying, but only a little. I ran around the bus to find her in a window seat sitting with Parker and Cara. She smiled and waved as the bus drove off.
Then I cried, but I couldn't cry that much because there were a lot of parents there. My pride held it together.
Jack and I are home figuring out what to do with ourselves. We will probably make some cookies for Lilly and wait to hear all about her first day.
Monday
This past Monday was kindergarten orientation day. We also got our dentist appointments in and went to the grocery store to get all the back to school lunch essentials.
Lilly is attending the brand new primary school in our town. They shut down three old elementary schools and combined all the kids from those schools into one big school. It is grades K-2 and there are 600 students this year!
The school is so new that the gym/cafeteria floor isn't ready to be used this week. Luckily the rest of the school is ready and we got to tour the building Monday night.
We saw Lilly's classroom and met with her teacher, Mrs. Perruquet. Mrs. Perruquet is a friend of mine and I requested her to be Lilly's teacher. I am so happy that she is, she is fantastic!
Parents are not allowed in the school on the first day. Even if you drive your child to school a teacher or volunteer meets you at the car, opens the door, and takes them to their classroom. Safety and security is the reasoning. I think it is also to keep hysterical moms at bay.
(Here is Lilly checking out the view from the stairwell at school)
After I got Lilly to bed that night I sobbed for a few hours. I got it all out of my system. It was the kind of hysterics that only dogs could hear. I cried because my baby is getting older; because I am getting older; because Jack doesn't talk to me that much when Lilly isn't around; because my life is not how I imagined it. I imagined that I would have more children at home when Lilly left me for school.
Jack and I have lots of plans to stay busy and we are going to enjoy the few years he has left before he leaves me as well.
A bit dramatic? Perhaps, but I am nothing if not a bit dramatic.
Lilly is attending the brand new primary school in our town. They shut down three old elementary schools and combined all the kids from those schools into one big school. It is grades K-2 and there are 600 students this year!
The school is so new that the gym/cafeteria floor isn't ready to be used this week. Luckily the rest of the school is ready and we got to tour the building Monday night.
We saw Lilly's classroom and met with her teacher, Mrs. Perruquet. Mrs. Perruquet is a friend of mine and I requested her to be Lilly's teacher. I am so happy that she is, she is fantastic!
Parents are not allowed in the school on the first day. Even if you drive your child to school a teacher or volunteer meets you at the car, opens the door, and takes them to their classroom. Safety and security is the reasoning. I think it is also to keep hysterical moms at bay.
(Here is Lilly checking out the view from the stairwell at school)
After I got Lilly to bed that night I sobbed for a few hours. I got it all out of my system. It was the kind of hysterics that only dogs could hear. I cried because my baby is getting older; because I am getting older; because Jack doesn't talk to me that much when Lilly isn't around; because my life is not how I imagined it. I imagined that I would have more children at home when Lilly left me for school.
Jack and I have lots of plans to stay busy and we are going to enjoy the few years he has left before he leaves me as well.
A bit dramatic? Perhaps, but I am nothing if not a bit dramatic.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Moving forward.
My week ended on Friday with me in the emergency room for the day followed by a D&C. Luckily Jim was able to cancel meetings to spend the day with me at the hospital. Hopefully, this miscarriage can now be over and we can move on. We have had wonderful support and help from friends and family. This Sunday I find myself grateful for the help and the timing of things. Jim starts classes tomorrow and Lilly starts school on Wednesday. If I had to be in the hospital, last Friday was the perfect day for it. I took the weekend to recover and I am mostly ready to take care of my family again as Jim and Lilly head back to school.
Lilly in kindergarten and Jim in 19th grade (as he puts it). They both have really long days. As my mom says, I need to have clean clothes in the drawer, food in the fridge, and everything ready the night before. Lilly gets on the bus at 7:26, so early!! She gets off the bus at 3:19, so late!!
We got in a few trips to knoebels this past week and a few other fun outings to celebrate the last week of summer.
So, ready or not school, here we come!
Lilly in kindergarten and Jim in 19th grade (as he puts it). They both have really long days. As my mom says, I need to have clean clothes in the drawer, food in the fridge, and everything ready the night before. Lilly gets on the bus at 7:26, so early!! She gets off the bus at 3:19, so late!!
We got in a few trips to knoebels this past week and a few other fun outings to celebrate the last week of summer.
So, ready or not school, here we come!
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
200,000
Thank you for all the kind comments and the prayers. It means a lot to us.
In other thoughts, Jim is going back to school. Did I tell you? He is starting a phd program this semester. As part of his orientation he is attending math camp this week. Math camp. Hahahhahahha.
Anyway, on his way home from math camp our car hit the incredible milestone of 200,000 miles. Jim says he grabbed a picture with his itouch.
It's very exciting because our car is still alive (knock on wood) and doing great after 200,000 miles!
It is the same car I bought when I was 21 and still stands as the only car this family has ever owned.
I never imagined 10 years ago how far this car would take me. I never would have thought that I would still be driving it 10 years later with a husband and two children. Or that my husband would hit the 200,000 mark on his way home from math camp (hahahahahahaha).
In other thoughts, Jim is going back to school. Did I tell you? He is starting a phd program this semester. As part of his orientation he is attending math camp this week. Math camp. Hahahhahahha.
Anyway, on his way home from math camp our car hit the incredible milestone of 200,000 miles. Jim says he grabbed a picture with his itouch.
It's very exciting because our car is still alive (knock on wood) and doing great after 200,000 miles!
It is the same car I bought when I was 21 and still stands as the only car this family has ever owned.
I never imagined 10 years ago how far this car would take me. I never would have thought that I would still be driving it 10 years later with a husband and two children. Or that my husband would hit the 200,000 mark on his way home from math camp (hahahahahahaha).
Sunday, August 7, 2011
A loss.
Well this summer is not shaping up the way I planned. Isn't that how planning goes?
This was to be the weekend of my big reveal. To tell my blogging friends that I was pregnant with my third child. This weekend marked the twelve week point that is deemed "safe" to reveal the news. However, I went in for my prenatal appointment two days ago only to be devastated by sad news.
The doctor couldn't find a heartbeat (that's when I knew), and said not to worry that she would do an ultrasound. Four ultrasounds later, and confirmation by a specialist, the news was grim. Unbeknownst to me the baby had stopped developing while my body kept right on with the pregnancy.
My pregnancy hormone was so high that I was still throwing up, even after the appointment.
I would say mostly I am shocked. You see, I have already done the miscarriage thing, twice. This makes my third. Feelings are swirling around me and are all mixed up. Shock, anger, grief, and any combination of the three at any time.
The first time I had a miscarriage I was 11 weeks pregnant, but I had a hunch. This time it blindsided me. I spent this summer throwing up every single day, all day long. That is why I didn't blog about my vacation (or much of anything else) I was too busy throwing up. I threw up in the airplane, in gas stations, restaurants, parking lots, and anywhere else we went. It was quite miserable, but always with the thought that I was sacrificing for my baby.
I have been so sick this summer that my children kind of missed summer. They spent the summer in pajamas eating ramen noodles out of the package while watching cartoons.
Right now I am mourning. Mourning for my loss. Mourning for my children who had a mother missing in action for the past couple of months. Mourning for our lost summer before Lilly starts school. Just mourning.
I think pregnancy loss is a topic that can be taboo. That has always bothered me, which is why I share such a personal loss with you. To share, to mourn with those that mourn.
This was to be the weekend of my big reveal. To tell my blogging friends that I was pregnant with my third child. This weekend marked the twelve week point that is deemed "safe" to reveal the news. However, I went in for my prenatal appointment two days ago only to be devastated by sad news.
The doctor couldn't find a heartbeat (that's when I knew), and said not to worry that she would do an ultrasound. Four ultrasounds later, and confirmation by a specialist, the news was grim. Unbeknownst to me the baby had stopped developing while my body kept right on with the pregnancy.
My pregnancy hormone was so high that I was still throwing up, even after the appointment.
I would say mostly I am shocked. You see, I have already done the miscarriage thing, twice. This makes my third. Feelings are swirling around me and are all mixed up. Shock, anger, grief, and any combination of the three at any time.
The first time I had a miscarriage I was 11 weeks pregnant, but I had a hunch. This time it blindsided me. I spent this summer throwing up every single day, all day long. That is why I didn't blog about my vacation (or much of anything else) I was too busy throwing up. I threw up in the airplane, in gas stations, restaurants, parking lots, and anywhere else we went. It was quite miserable, but always with the thought that I was sacrificing for my baby.
I have been so sick this summer that my children kind of missed summer. They spent the summer in pajamas eating ramen noodles out of the package while watching cartoons.
Right now I am mourning. Mourning for my loss. Mourning for my children who had a mother missing in action for the past couple of months. Mourning for our lost summer before Lilly starts school. Just mourning.
I think pregnancy loss is a topic that can be taboo. That has always bothered me, which is why I share such a personal loss with you. To share, to mourn with those that mourn.
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