Monday, September 28, 2009

3rd Week

I keep forgetting it's only the 3rd week, tomorrow actually, that I've been home because of surgery. I feel so good and start going at my normal pace and then regret it because I end up pulling a stomach muscle or get so tired I sleep most of the next day.
Today for instance, it's 10:15 and I've been up since 6am, fed 4 kids breakfast, got them all off to school, did breakfast dishes, and on the 3rd load of laundry. To some this might not seem like a lot. For me, it's ALOT!!! I am a big procrastinator and was always too tired before to do all of this before school got out. I'm just wondering what it's going to be like when I go back to work. Will I keep my new found energy or will I be drained all the time again because that's the way work is anymore. Draining.
I've almost become domesticated. I am cleaning more, even though I'm not allowed to do housework yet, I am cooking more, baking more, I love being home to help kids with homework, get afternoon snacks ready on nights when dinner will be late because Emma or Ronnie have volleyball or cheer practice.
What has become of me!?!?!?!?!?!

Maybe having my "big guts ripped out" has brought out the Adult in me. That's kinda scary!

And the dryer keeps buzzing at me so I need to go fold some towels.

Hope everyone has a good week.

Friday, September 18, 2009

And once again I have waited so long between postings. So so much has changed since April.
Ethan moved back home during the summer. He spent his time with his dad shut up in his room doing what he wanted. His dad never made him go do anything other than school. Apparently he was bullied alot at school up there too but no one ever did anything about that. They knew about it but never took it to the school or dealt with it. We are now trying to undo some of the habits Ethan developed. Making him leave his room is finally easier. He is starting to enjoy family activities again. He is doing well in school and has a couple of friends.
Emma is in volleyball this year and her grades are suffering. It's not just volleyball but her age. She is more interested in how she looks than her grades right now. Most of her friends are that way.
Ronnie is a cheerleader now and his grades are just fine. His attitude is starting to suck and not sure why. I think he is trying to be involved in too much and always asking for money and upset that we don't hand over money all the time. He signed up for cheer without talking it over. It is expensive to be a cheerleader!!! Scott finally told him we will pay for half of cheer and he will need to find a way to pay for the rest. Ronnie is upset about that now too! He applied for a job online, or so he says, his last job he had we found out he just quit showing up. Ronnie told us they let him go because they had too many workers. Ronnie needs to learn that we know too many people in this town and we will find out the truth about anything.
Harley started Kindergarten already! I can't believe he is 5. He should still be a baby! He is too smart for his own good right now. He asked for a baby brother a few months ago and I explained that I can't have babies anymore. He decided Emma could go get the sex and have a brother for him. I was shocked and horrified and amused all at the same time. Where would a 5 year old come up with that??? He's also figured out that it is extremely easy to pick on Ethan because of his disability. Scott and I were laying in bed the other night and Harley climbed in bed with us and napped for a while. He all of a sudden jumped up and ran into the room he shares with Ethan and said "Ethan, Mom is dead, she died", and walked away. Ethan immediately started crying and screaming and it took the longest time to calm him down even when I was in the room with him and hugging him. Ethan was calm and doing ok, ready for bed when Harley runs through the room and says Ha Ha I fooled you and runs out again. I couldn't believe Harley pulled that! We have talked and talked with Harley about how not to act around Ethan and what he should or shouldn't say. Think it might take a while for that to sink in though.

Scott has a new job and it is so much better. He is home by 6pm every night and has every Sunday off. It was a big ordeal when he was switching jobs, he made a big deal that he didn't want a new job and was happy where he was at. He wasn't happy and neither was I. We almost split up again over this job. I finally asked him why he applied for a new job if he felt he was fine at the new one. He kept saying it was my fault and I was forcing him to do it. After the first week at the new job he was convinced it was the best move he'd made. He's been there almost 3 months now and he's the assistant manager already.

I'm on short term disability leave right now. I had my regular checkup with "that" doctor in August. With all the problems I've told her I've been having and the way "things" looked when she did the exam I ended up having an ultrasound. Seven gumball sized tumors were found on my cervix and uteurus. My ovaries tested fine. September 8th I had a hysterectomy. It's been almost 2 weeks and I'm feeling pretty good. No complications thank goodness and I'm healing well. I've had a few people say I took the extreme route but with my family history I wasn't willing to chance anything. It's not like I don't have any kids. I'm done having kids. I love my kids and feel if I'm meant to have more it will be through adoption. When Scott heard what the results were he was all for it as well. I'm sure for different reasons. No more PMS, no more cravings, no more 15 days of bleeding. Yes I had a 15 day period most months. I used to have constant lower back pain. Since the surgery I've had no lower back pain. It's been wonderful!!
I can go back to work in 4 more weeks and so far am in no hurry. By the middle of next week I will probably be going stir crazy though.
Time to go, Ethan and Harley are fighting again, today was parent-teacher conferences so they were home with me all day and are tired of each other. At least that's what it sounds like

Everyone have a great weekend