Most Important

So I was going to post about my new job and how I am loving it! I am even remembering my training. (go figure) But we something else going on around here that is way more important and has taken our attention. For about the past month Mitchell has been complaining about headaches, queasy stomach, cold sweats, chills. This happens around the same time of the day, only during the week and it has happened only once during the week the last three weeks. So I took Mitchell to the doctor yesterday to see what is going on. He had an exam, checked vitals three different times and three different ways. So this morning I am taking Mitchell in for blood work and tomorrow my hubby has the duty of going with him for the three hour test to check his sugars. Every hour on the hour he has to go back to see the technician. I'm sending my husband on that one because Mitchell will be super cranky by then plus hubby will find a way to make the time go by faster. This poor kid is so scared. He bites my head off when I try to talk to him about anything right now. So I am learning my patience and trying to hang in there for him. Right now the doc doesn't think it is anything major. He thinks it could be something as simple as Mitchell needs to eat more frequently because with going through puberty his body is adjusting and needs a bit more vitamins. I'm keeping a positive attitude and we will just wait for the results. I believe in prayer so if anyone would like to join our family in prayer we would appreciate it.

My Birthday Surprise!

So yesterday was my birthday and it started out as my usual Sunday with going to church. After church Mitchell came up to me to say his stomach didn't feel well and he was going to walk home and lay down. (church is like 100 feet from our house, we usually walk in the nice weather) So by the time we were done talking with everyone and I was ready to go home my husband suggested we go to my favorite store and get some coffee. (suspicion starts) After that he says he needs to stop at Walmart because he noticed we were out of toilet paper(suspicion grows) All this time my husband has been secretly talking on his cell phone with my son. So when we finally get home and walk through the door some of my family is there to surprise me. Without going into to much detail, I have four older brothers who have their own lives and we don't usually spend all that much time together. We know that if we needed each other we are only a phone call away. Since my mom has passed away we have all gotten closer but my one brother who has since divorced has also been around more lately. My nephew and niece showed up who I haven't seen in a long time. It was just a nice day all around and I wouldn't have changed a thing. One of the best parts is that my son planned the whole thing. What twelve year old even thinks about doing such details and my boy did. He just made my day. It wasn't some big major thing but just the small details that were done showed me how much my son really knows me. It was scary how he had things set up to the point that he really watches what I do when we have someone over. My husband had told me how proud he was of our boy because he did everything on his own. I am so very blessed to have such a great family.

Spring Cleaning!

No it's not my house. I am Spring cleaning me. I feel like I have been in such a dark place lately. I know the early part of the year can be so depressing. Here in IL, after the snow starts to melt you are left with this gloomy, muddy landscape to look at for three months. Who can be happy and motivated with that to look at. Well the sun has been shinning and the weather is warming up so I decided to clean up me. Yesterday I went to get a new haircut. I have been letting it grow for awhile and just pull it up when I don't feel like doing so much. So I went in yesterday and let the girl cut away. Do I like it? I'm getting used to it. I have been walking a bit more. I'm not getting as far as I want but I have to start somewhere right? My neighbor told me she ran 2 miles the other day. I was so happy for her. But deep inside I'm thinking, Wow, I WALKED 2 miles. I need to quit looking at it as a bad thing and just keep on moving. I need to stop being so depressed about the weight gain from all these drugs I have had to take.
Now for the bigger news. Yesterday I was officially hired, part time, at my husbands work. I'm going to be doing some clerical work for the office. I have a very flexible schedule. I can come and go as I please, which is good to be able to work around Mitchell's schedule. Plus I can be at home at night and help Mitchell with homework and not rush through dinner. For the past year and a half I have been making Vietnam Veterans call to set up donation pickups. I have enjoyed it but not being around the family at night for a couple hours has been hard. So Monday I start training. I think this will also help with my memory getting back to my normal. It will be a little different once school gets out but if I do my hours in the morning it won't interfere with Mitchell to much. Plus what teenager is up before noon in the summer? So there is my Spring cleaning. Since Sunday is my birthday I thought this would be a good time to start new with myself. What better present to give myself then a new healthier ME.

One Day

If you were given one day to do anything you wanted, what would it be? If you have any sort of disability it is gone for this day. Nothing is holding you back. No weak legs, no fatigue, no nothing. I guess my mind started to wonder about this when Ms. Cheese was talking about her runs. I was looking out my window today since the sun was shining so bright and it actually got up to 50. I was thinking what I would do. One thing for sure is WALK. My husband, son and I used to take walks on trails. We would have the best time. Ever since taking the many doses of steroids my legs don't want to do so much. My husband and I have taken some walks lately with our dogs and by the time we hit maybe two miles I am dragging my right leg home. This is so discouraging. I remember the good ol days when working at the hospital and having to run down the halls chasing the elderly who had escaped from their beds. I want to be outside enjoying the sun on my face, running with my dogs and not worrying about falling on my face. I'm sure there are many out there with bigger and better adventures but I will keep mine simple. So, what would you do if you had one day to do anything you wanted?

Working

Lately I have been spending alot of time working on being a more understanding and better wife. A friend from church recommended a book for me to read, The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman. I am actually reading it with my husband. I'm reading, he is listening. He hates to read. So I thought it was a good compromise. The other book I have been reading is Finding the Hero in Your Husband -surrendering the way God intended by Julianna Slattery. If there is a wife out there that has never read this book you should get it. I am only on page 54 out of 280 pages. I am usually a fast reader but this book has me reading and rereading. It has truly opened my eyes to a new way. I want to be a better person so I thought the best place to start is obviously within my home. I think working to be a better person is always good. Let's wait and see if my family feels it is helping.

Is it Snooping or Not?

When doing laundry for the family it is not unusual for me to check pockets for "whatever" might be left inside from the week. It has not been unusual to find pens, pencils, gum or even notes for home in Mitchell's pockets. Now with Mitchell having a girlfriend the notes are a big thing to find in his pockets. I don't read them when I find them but I feel guilty even opening to find what they are. It used to be just notes from the teachers for an upcoming event at school so it isn't unlike me to open up a folded peice of paper in his pocket. Now when I see on the outside that it is a personal note I just hand it to Mitchell. Of course he gets that look on his face of "Did you read it!" So why do I feel so guilty that I am intruding on my sons personal life. This is all a new feeling to me. We still have our talks and he seems to be pretty open with me about what is going on. It is kind of funny how he has this whole new part of his life that I don't know everything about. Or am I fooling myself and I really never new everything he was up to. I always thought that we had a pretty open relationship. Don't get me wrong I don't think he is doing anything he shouldn't be doing. It is just a new phase in his life and as his mom it is hard not be involved the way I used to be. This is harder than I thought it was going to be. My son is growing up and he is not my little boy anymore.

Spring Break is Over

So our week of Spring break is over. It went by to fast. We didn't do anything extreme. We hung out together mostlty. One night we rented movies and watched until all hours of the night, eating popcorn of course. One day turned out really nice and sunny so Mitchell went to the park with a bunch of his buddies and played basketball all day. On Friday Polo & Mitchell went to Milwaukee Wisconsin for the day. Mitchell loves the Milwaukee Bucks so my hubby got some tickets to the game that night so they decided to make it a guys day and spent the whole day out there. Mitchell wants to redo his bedroom and so he wants some bucks curtains in his room. Didn't think it was going to be that hard to find Bucks fabric to make curtains or pillows. So I went online to find some for him. The weather has been crazy so my fatigue is getting the best of me right now. This isn't the best time of the year anyways with the gloom of Winter passing and Spring time trying to show its beauty. I was doing so well over Spring break with taking walks with my husband & dogs. Now that everyone is back to their routine, I can barely get off the couch. In my head I want to get moving but the rest of me isn't there yet. I want, no need some sunshine and warmer weather to kick me in the butt. There is a week and a half left of third quarter for Mitchell in school. He is busting his butt to get those grades back up and projects completed. I can't believe that in just 2 and a half months school will be out.