Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Sweet Tristin...
Tristin will be 12 in 2 months and boy has he grown up this past year. He is offically taller than I am, currently has more leg hair than I do ( I just shaved! Yahoo!!) has armpit hair, a mustash, mood swings and a D in 1 class. He has mostly A's, so we were a little concerned about that one. I wrote a letter, have emailed back and forth with his writing teacher and he brought home an assignment yesterday to complete. It was nice to hear that he isn't rude or disrespectful, that he is very smart and verbalizes it well, but when it comes to completing his writing assignments, he slacks off and goes into his own world at times. Sounds like Travs report card, every single time! Anyway, we pulled him out of his after school club until he gets his assignments done and we've had lots of talks- so hopefully things improve. I just hate these years of wild change. I just want to fast forward these next several years!!!
Chiropractor...
I'm on my third week of going to the chiropractor, he's a guy from church too and he's just down the street which is HEAVEN! I'm feeling a lot better in the spot I pulled last time, I have more neck movement and he says I'm improving, so thats nice. I feel some of the pressure off of my lower neck too- I just wish he could take away every pain, but I'm so thankful I'm at least feeling better. The first week was Thurs & Friday. Last week was Mon & Thurs and this week I've gone MOn and will go Thurs (just for my record, because I'll forget!)Yeah for improvement!
Temple...
We took a friend to the airport yesterday and on the way home I just had a feeling to go walk around the temple. It was cold, but Willow and Roman had so much fun walking around, playing at the fountain, looking at flowers and stopping a 100 times to get their picture taken. Im glad I stopped. I love the temple and I am so grateful it is so close and I can go in, or walk around outside whenever I make the time to do it.
The park...
The kids didnt have school on Friday so we took our lunch to the park and played for awhile. I don't know why I hate the park like I do. Is it because it's just 1 more thing? Because the playground is filled with nasty germs and I watch my kids rolling all over the slides and steps and other equiptment? Is it that I am a mean MOm and I'm selfish and secretly wish I was home taking a nap? I mean I love getting them outside, I love to see them running, and giggling and playing like they should, but there is something about it lately that is slightly annoying. Is it because they always want to go feed the ducks and it's by the 3 feet of water I think they are going to drown in? Or the duck poop they will inevitably walk in? Or the garbage cans that are ALWAYS full and have something sticky on the outside that you try really hard not to touch as you smoosh your trash in the opening? I don't know, but the park drives me nuts sometimes.
The best Daddy ever...
I know most people are partial to their own husbands and think they are the best, but mine is truly a rock star. His heart is so good and I am thankful for his countless examples. He reads scriptures, he reads books, he helps with homework, watches the kids if I need a break, helps around the house when I haven't tackled everything during the day, and is just awesome. I adore him. Our kids are very lucky!
Willow...
I love my sweet Willow, and I love our fun days together with just Roman while the big kids are at school. We play games, go for walks, cuddle and watch movies, read books , run a hundred errands, eat ice cream together, play in the back yard and have fun. I am SOOO glad I have 1 more year with her too before she starts school. I am in no hurry to send her off although she is ready now and would do fantastic! She's really smart, loves to do art projects, is so helpful and can be quite hilarious at times. She has even found a moody side which she likes to show when G-pa Arthur is around! I love her, and I especially love the picture of her in the van where she is filling out a Valentine to take to the firemen (but they never answered the door when we went last month. we were sad, but we left their treat and card that said Willow heart Mom. adorable)
1700 posts...
y last post was my 1,700th one! I'm sure glad I'm keeping track of things because I can't remember anything on my own anymore!
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Perm
I feel really old when I hear that word, but the trutrh is, I've had perms most my life. I needed to do it for a year and this past week I finally did. Don't make fun of my crazy rollers that are NEVER straight, but you try rolling my hair and see how straight you get them. I've been doing it myself for 15 years now and I have it down to 3 hours from start to finish (hence the reason it took me a YEAR to finally do it!)
My neck & back...
I've always had a bad back, neck and head. I started having migrains when I was 12, and back problems ever since I can remember. Every chiropractor has asked if I've been in a car accident, and every time I've replied no, they've been shocked. I've gone off and on for years, but mostly just delt with constant pain because I could never afford to continue the length of time they wanted me to see them. It's just become too much over the years and I've been constantly pulling muscles and life has been really crappy. My sleep has been horrible, my headaches obnoxious and I just couldn't deal with non stop piercing pain for months at a time. I just prayed things would heal and get better and it would take months for relief to come. I would have smaller episodes, but the ones where I couldn't lift my head off the pillow for a month or turn for weeks without pain, was just getting to be too much. I was always hurting myself while lifting totes in the shed or pulling something that never seemed to heal the same. I FINALLy started seeing Brother Gunnel at church this past week and my last muscle pull is getting better. My neck is still sore from my episode a month ago, but I pray twice a week will help get me straightened out again. I can't take it anymore and now my motto is: I can't afford not too. I want to feel better and I deserve that. My kids deserve more and as much as I do in a day, I deserve to move without taking a million Advil just to survive.
Willow...
The other day while I was laying down ice-ing my back, I started feeling like a super bad Mom. Willow had watched hours of TV and I couldn't stand it any longer- I had to get up and DO something with her. We mushed some shaving cream around for a bit and I felt a little productive!She had fun and then it was back to bed to rot our brains some more!
Temple date...
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