The time when we get to hang out together, bBQ, go to the beach and travel many miles to see family. Kids are in various camps this week leaving us alone to catch up on some extras around here. Like episodes on Netflix.We are getting our house reno’d by a friend who lives down the street. He’s done a fabulous job. Our rooms all have new laminate in them, out bathroom is handicapped friendly. Or, as we like to call I Marcy -friendly.
The next few weeks will involve getting my teeth fixed some more, packing to leave for Manitoba and getting my house in order.
we haven’t bbq’d yet this year so I cant wait to do that!
I’m looking forward to meeting some cousins, scourin the prairies for interesting stops and hangin out with my peeps. We hope to find some rest too. That would be fantastic!
Have I ever told you that I hate writing? Well, I used to. All through childhood and into young adulthood. I could never get my thoughts onto paper quick enough. I would get frustrated with my inability to express my thoughts and gave up. I didn’t write poetry or letters anymore. No, it wasn’t until my children were little that my typing seemed to pick up. Computers make it easier to write thoughts. If you make a mistake you can delete, edit, add. Since I learned how to type pretty fast, and I discovered blogging, I started to enjoy it. I got [positive feedback and kept on writing. It was a great way to de-stress in the days of having young kids.
Now, this year, during my recovery I have discovered that I am having a problem with my brain communicating with my fingers and typing is tedious. My fingers are all over the place!
God has been using my life circumstances to transform me into doing something I’ve never considered doing.
I am writing a book now and have lots of work to do on it. I’m fairly certain I’ve got about 2/3’s of it done so the end is in sight.
a professional told me that writing will be good for my brain recovery . So I write. I love blogging so Iwill keep at it as much as I can.
There are some challenges I had not had to deal with being away from home. Thankfully my amazing man has been in the job. Now that I’m home, we’re all adjusting to me being mommy again. Some rules have changed and some behaviors haven’t.
Right now my two oldest are giving me cold stares because we had to lay down the law. I love and hate the teen years already. Puberty is a wonderful time full of chaos and confusion for the poor critters. They think they are adults and don’t want to be treated as children. They have memories like an 80-yr-ol Alzheimer’s patient and yet want all the priveledges.Teaching responsibility is fraught with speed bumps.
Then we have a beauty who’s ADHD makes her do all sorts of wrong. She is just a busy little thing who can’t control her impulses and is super” helpful”at times. It’s hard to know whether to have grace or come down hard for certain things. We are trying diet restrictions, vitamins and calming techniques but we are now resorting to meds. We pray for the best for our fantastic four and step forward with some tremidation. I know it’s all terribly normal and I am thankful for my friends and family who have gone before us and reassure me it will only get more difficult. Thanks. LOL
We are excited about upcoming holidays when we will see lots of friends and family. It should be good. You know, with 6 people in a car and all. Ha!
I’m home. And home is where my heart has been for the last year. It’s been a tough year but we made it through! We have We have struggled with my hospitalizations, health crises (pulmonary embolism being the most scary apart from the couple of strokes), my torn rotator cuffs. No wonder I struggle with fatigue! and having our youngest diagnosed with ADHD . Rotting teeth due to steroids.My pulmonary embolism was brought on by the negligence of the nursing home staff who didn’t give me blood thinner (9 out of 25 days with only a half dose). then being mistreated in the home was tough. Now I can heal. And I am. From not being able to walk, go to the bathroom or turn in bed by myself a few months ago to being able to do all of that and climb stairs, I’ve come a long ways, Thanks be to God and my hero husband!I sm on my way to a “normal” life. It will probably never be like it was before, but it sure feels good to function in my home and do ok at it. I’m still not allowed to be by myself for very long so it’s cramping my style a bit but we have some really good help who happen to be friends. my daughter even helps with dressing me and helping me with walking, getting in and out of the car and the kids are all learning how to help around the house a bit more.
God has seen me through some times and at times I suffered with depression and thinking I was going to die right then and there. I am still kickin’ I may be highly medicated but I’m alive and feeling like I just may live.
We are looking forward to holidays in a few weeks which should prove to be interesting to see how I cope with being out of my routine. My next MRI is in July. So I look forward to it, and I don’t.
Thanks to all of you who have wished me well, visited me, and encouraged me. Thanks again to all those who have provided a little extra as our coffers are bare bones.
Apparently I’m not allowed to shop as my brain does not compute what I’m spending. OOPS!
Besides my Heavenly Father.I have a Dad, and he’s pretty cool. He taught me so many things, like how to sing with all of my heart, love Jesus, and care for the Under dog.
There are many Dad’s in my life that I admire, but there is one that stands out among the rest. That’s my guy, Richard. He is Superman, Super Dad and I could go on, so I will. Richard is my hero. He is faithful and true and takes care of his kidlets like no one else. He plays games with them, teaches them life skills and is consistent in discipline. He teaches ME how to be a good parent just by his example. He provides well, feeds them lots of junk food…I gotta tell you, he learned from one of the best. My Father-in-law is pretty amazing too. HAPPY FATHER’S DAY TO RICARD, MY DAD AND MY- DADDY -IN- LAW. I LOVE YOU ALL!!!
I love that man and I am so happy that I get to parent our four wonder kids with him.
Sometimes it’s painful and sometimes it doesn’t seem worth it. I spend a lot of time in bed some days. It’s then that I wonder. Is this what I was meant to do? To be? am I living out my purpose just laying here? I guess the butterfly may wonder the same thing while being transformed into something beautiful. I only hope there is beauty at the end of this.
As far as an update on life, There is the fact that my kids are growing way too fast into little adults. They have been transformed in many ways through this last year. THAT is beautiful to see.
In other news I’m about 2/3’s done my book, which is super exciting to me.