Monday, April 16, 2018

Microblog Monday: Strep

Round and round we go. We have one, mayyyyybe two weeks without any sickness, and then we are dealing with yet another round. It feels never ending.

We spent Friday night at Tony's parents. Ayden slept H.O.R.R.I.B.L.Y. He kept fussing and crying out in his sleep, so finally I decided I'd lay down with him until he settled in. He ended up being restless all night. At 12:30 (midnight!), he asked me if it was awake time yet. Nooooo, far from it, Kid! Another time when he woke up, he really, really, really needed a drink, so I got him some water. Ayden has never really been a great sleeper if we are away from home and he's not sleeping in his own bed. Although, this was an exceptional night of little to no sleep, we chalked it up to just being away from home and maybe some growing pains.

Of course he was grumpy the next day,  but again, we just assumed it was the lack of sleep from the night before. We got home past their bedtime Saturday, and he was exhausted. I gave him some Tylenol and he slept all night without a fuss.

However, he woke up Sunday morning complaining that his throat hurt and he was feeling pretty miserable. When I looked, it was very red. I ended up taking him to the after hours clinic at their pediatric office, and he was diagnosed with strep throat. He started antibiotics last night and is feeling much better today. The doctor said that after 24 hours on the meds, he won't be contagious anymore. The rest of us seem to be just fine, so fingers crossed that nobody else gets it.

So far 2018 has brought us RSV, phenomena, numerous colds, and now strep. I'm over it already. If there's a germ out there to be caught, there is no doubt that Ayden will pick it up. Please make it stoooooop!

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Monday, April 9, 2018

Microblog Monday: Moving Again

We are moving again. Yes, you read that right. We are officially nuts. We only bought our house 9 months ago, and we've already moved four freaking times in the last three years, but we are moving again. Those words almost make me want to vomit. Our poor kids have lived in 5 different houses already and they are only four years old.

As much as neither one of us want to really move right now, we have the opportunity to move back "home." An office has opened up for Tony to take over, which would put us back home. We don't want to go through another move so soon again. We LOVE the kids' preschool, and our twin friends that moved clear across the country last summer are actually moving back! We are doing good here.


We don't have a sense of community here. When we think about our future and where we ultimately want to raise our children, it's back home, where we pretty much know everybody! We have support there, and people we trust to watch our kids. Tony grew up there and I coached softball there for 19 years. We are well known in the community. It will be less lonely. We will be able to go to the local sporting events and support kids we know. We'll have a whole community to help look after our kids. There will be little chance of them running around town causing trouble without us finding out about it. 

As much as we really don't want to move right now, we can't pass up this opportunity. We'd much rather make this move now, before the kids start kindergarten. This is it though. I have made it very clear to Tony that this is it. There will be no more relocating after this if another office opens up somewhere, regardless of the financial benefit. We are both on the same page with this.

Now we need to get this house ready to go back on the market again, and find another house to buy! Our goal is to find a house that will take us into old age, and we won't ever have to move again. Lord help us, I hope this will be a smooth process without too many hiccups along the way. Or I just might lose my mind.

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Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Mostly Wordless Wednesday

I haven't had a lot of time to sit down and write a blog post recently, so thought I would catch up with a photo dump. Who doesn't like adorable pictures of cute kiddos??

The kids were on spring break last week. On Tuesday, I took them to a skate park for the very first time with their scooters. They had SO MUCH FUN and have been asking to go again.

Then on Wednesday, the kids went with their grandma to Washington for a long weekend and I had the opportunity to go to dinner and a movie with a friend! I spent all day Thursday and Friday morning FINALLY finishing getting the living room painted. It's only taken 8 months, but I don't get an extended amount of kid free time very often.

This wall was half painted and had spackle polka dots the last 8 months!

Once I got the tape pulled off and this project complete, I hit the road to join the kids and in-laws in Washington on Friday. Tony had an work opportunity that we couldn't turn down financially, so he ended up not going with me. That night was $1 swim night at the YMCA, so we joined Ayden and Rylee's cousins for some fun in the pool. The kids had a blast!

Saturday morning was a small town Easter egg hunt. Then we spent the rest of the day at Tony's brother's house with his family.

Searching for Easter eggs.

Trampoline fun with one of their cousins.

Rylee got a riding lesson from her Aunt J.

We got to meet their new little piglets.

Ayden playing around with his cousins and a giant hole.

On Easter Sunday, we all went to church and then the kids and I made the 3 hour drive back home.

They couldn't wait to get home to see if the Easter bunny stopped by our house! They were not disappointed. 

Today the kids had a belated Easter hunt at their school, organized by Ayden and Rylee's grandma. It's been a tradition in their family that the grandma does an Easter egg hunt with each of the grandkids' school classes. Tony's grandma did it for him and all his cousins, and MIL has continued it with each of her grandkids.

Monday, March 26, 2018

Microblog Monday: Kids Are Funny

I had to leave the house early Saturday morning, which meant that Tony had to get Rylee ready for ballet and take her. He's taken her several times, but I'd always been the one to get her ready.

When they arrived to class, Rylee told her teacher, "my daddy did my hair today. He did the best he could."


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Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Spoke Too Soon

Whelp, everyone arrived safely home on Sunday, but it turns out that not everyone was necessarily sound. Ayden woke up yesterday morning saying that he didn't feel good, but he didn't have a fever or any other symptoms so I brushed it off. Although, he didn't eat much breakfast, which is pretty unusual. Both kids ate a good lunch and were in good spirits going down for nap. Ayden woke up from his nap feeling puny and cranky, but it didn't take long before he was back to his normal self. So again, I figured he had just needed a little extra time to wake up from his nap, which isn't really out of the norm.

Around the time I wrote my post yesterday saying that we were all safe and sound, I started feeling a little puny. I thought I was just tired, but by that evening I felt very lethargic and nauseous. I felt downright awful! I mustered up enough energy to sit on the floor and help the kids with a few puzzles, and then crawled back over to the couch to lay down again. I forced myself to get up and make them some dinosaur oatmeal for dinner, because it's super easy and I know it's something they both would eat.

Wrong! Ayden refused to even take a single bite! So unusual, because he would normally eat it every single meal if we'd let him. Rylee at about half of it, which is pretty typical for any meal with her. Regardless of not eating much, they both were full of energy and wanting to play, play, play. I felt bad because all I wanted to do was go to sleep.

When Tony got home, he took care of the bedtime routine and put the kids to bed. I went to bed myself and was asleep by 7:45pm. I woke up a few hours later and forced myself to eat a few bites of honeydew and drink some water. I'd barely eaten anything all day, nothing since that morning around 10:00.

Then I went back to bed, only to be woken up by Rylee at 12:30 in the morning after she had puked allllllll over herself and her bed. Ugh. The one that had been perfectly fine all day was the one that ended up puking! Even after just puking in the middle of the night, she was wide awake and acting just fine! She insisted on helping me make her bed. All I wanted to do was get it taken care of quickly so we could all go back to sleep again, but I let her help me anyway.

It seems that this is at least a fairly short lived bug. None of us has gotten a fever and everyone seems to feel a bit better today. They both ate a really good breakfast this morning. But then Ayden didn't eat a single bite of his requested pb&j sandwich at lunch, which is highly unusual. Rylee asked for chicken noodle soup. She ate a few bites of it and that was it, but again, she does that all the time so it's hard to tell if that means something or not with her. I don't have much of an appetite myself, but at least feel a little bit better. Fingers crossed that we will all be back to our regular routine tomorrow!

Monday, March 19, 2018

Microblog Monday: Safe and Sound

We all had a great weekend that ended with us all back home safe and sound. The kids and I survived Thursday and Friday by ourselves, although Ayden had a horrible time sleeping Friday night. He woke up multiple times, even after I ended up bringing him to bed with me at 12:30am. He woke up once crying for his daddy, and several times complaining that his tummy hurt. He was a little emotionally sensitive Saturday morning, but we survived.

Rylee loved that both her Aunt D and Grandma C came to watch her ballet class on Saturday. She was full of smiles and quite the little performer. After class, the kids went home with Grandma C to spend the night with the grandparents. They made their own pizza for dinner and got to spend time with their horse, Lucy. They both came home with several new stuffed animal friends, Ayden got a bag full of 10 matchbox cars, Rylee got new tank top undershirts (which she recently has a newfound love for), and both got new underwear. They are just a little teensy weensy spoiled by their grandparents!

Aunt D and I spent the afternoon visiting and then met another Aunt and Uncle for dinner, before going to see Buzz Lightyear. I mean, Santa Claus. Tim the Tool Ma..... Tim Allen. Did you know his real name is Timothy Alan Dick? I'm surprised that his comedy show didn't include anything about having Dick for a last name. I apologize to anyone reading this that might happen to have that as a last name. 🙊

Waiting for the show to start.

Tony "had a blast" on his guy trip with his friends, but also said that he was going to need to sleep for a week to recover. He was able to pick the kids up from his parent's house on his way home from the airport, which was super nice for me, as I had more time to visit with Aunt D before she went home, and then had the house to myself for a few hours. Everyone was a little overtired and cranky last night, but we all made it back home safe and sound after a wonderful weekend of fun. We had an early bedtime, and everyone is back to our regular Monday routine today.

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Thursday, March 15, 2018

You Never Know When

Last night after dinner, the kids were running around being silly and entertaining us. Tony and I were sitting on the couch when Ayden ran up to us and said, "let's all take a picture together, with all of us!" He jumped up on the couch between us and shouted for Rylee to join us. This request was totally out of the blue, because it's something he's never asked to do before. Of course we had to honor his request with a family selfie session! He was so happy and joyful that we were taking these pictures together. Looking at these pictures with all four of us makes me feel pretty mushy and happy as well. I sure do love my family!

You can't have a selfie session without making silly faces!

The way he's looking at his Daddy completely melts my heart.

Last night was Tony's last night home before leaving on a guys trip (to Dallas, TX) for the weekend, so it was nice that we were able to have a little quality time before he left this morning. Reflecting back on these photos, I couldn't help but think about how random it was that Ayden had wanted these pictures taken. The thought crossed my mind of what if these were our last pictures together as a family? I know that's a pretty morbid thought, but I couldn't help but think it.

Maybe it was because of a recent conversation between Tony and me. He had been worrying (as he frequently does) about the dire straights of our financial future for our retirement years. He gets particularly upset because he doesn't think I care about it at all, which isn't true. I just happen to think it's unhealthy to stress about it to the degree that he does, where it effects our quality of life right now.   What good does it do for us, or anyone for that matter, to stress and worry about years down the road when we don't even know what tomorrow will bring. I told him he could get hit by a bus (not likely), or he could get in a head on accident any given day driving to or from work (unfortunately, very likely as there are almost daily accidents on that stretch of road, and way too many are fatal), and then all this stress would be for nothing. Seriously, as much as he worries about our financial future, he's going to keel over from a heart attack and it won't even matter.

You never know when your last day is going to be, or the last day of a loved one. We hear all the time how we should "never go to bed angry," "live each day as if it were your last," and "you never know when you might be seeing someone for the last time."

So right now, I'm solo-parenting for a few days. Then the kids will be spending the night at their grandparent's house on Saturday, while I get to enjoy an evening with my favorite Aunt D, and hopefully Sunday we will all be together again safe and sound. I tend to be a glass half full type of gal, so this premonition feeling I'm having is a bit unwelcome. In the meantime, looking at these pictures brings such a big smile to my face, especially thinking about how that moment made Ayden so happy. May they not be our last; but if they are, I will forever treasure these pictures.