Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Reconfigured
I went to my head doc today and my meds are all being reconfigured. He warned that it'll be a rocky couple of weeks. Great. But, he also said that there are lots of meds out there that I haven't tried and there is no reason to feel like I'll never get better. (which is how I feel... my life will always be this roller-coaster of depression and 'functioning well') (it also made me think... super. this might not work and we have to start again.. yipee) I have watched every single TV special, read at least 10 books on Bipolar/Depression. I have read article after article. I have tried, and tried, and tried some more. This sucks so bad. It is so hard to not be lazy. It is so hard to just keep trying to get better. It's just so draining. It takes all I can do to just get by...do the bare minimum. I don't want to air out too much of my laundry here, but I just want to yell a huge ARGGHHHHHHHHHHH! Remember that old commercial.... "Calgon, Take Me Away!"
Monday, January 26, 2009
He passed!!!!!
Eric took his driver's permit test today and PASSED. First time. He said that all of his friends had to take it at least twice, so, he's even more stoaked. I feel old... but really excited for him at the same time. If you find yourself driving anywhere near my neighborhood, BEWARE. Wish me patience. We're gonna need it.
***THIS JUST IN: We've been out for "lessons" twice and there have been no fender-benders, crashes, yelling, or tears. Lots of laughing, but mostly smooth sailing. I only slammed on the "imaginary brake" a couple of times:) I have purposely NOT yelled what my Dad yelled to me on our first "lesson". "Holy Crap! You're gonna kill us all!" My goal is "drama free".
***THIS JUST IN: We've been out for "lessons" twice and there have been no fender-benders, crashes, yelling, or tears. Lots of laughing, but mostly smooth sailing. I only slammed on the "imaginary brake" a couple of times:) I have purposely NOT yelled what my Dad yelled to me on our first "lesson". "Holy Crap! You're gonna kill us all!" My goal is "drama free".
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Proud, Frustrated, and Opinionated
These are the mommy feelings of the week.
I am so proud of Eric and how good is he doing right now. It's like a light went on in his head and all the nagging about how grades count and the attitude you portray at practice counts, and sometimes you need to just give things a chance.... all that crap....now it's clicking. He's doing great in school, great in wrestling-one of the team leaders, and is one of the captains of the football team for next year. I think he's finally coming into his own. However, I am a realist and recognize that he is still a teenager and more pitfalls are to come, but for right now-I am so proud of the guy he's turning into.
The frustration comes from my lovely daughter. The mom vs. teenage daughter crap has officially begun. I kinda feel sorry for her future kids. She's gonna be a NAG. Man... it's like she's second guessing how I run the house, how I parent, like she's MY mom. What's up with that? If I'm not home when she gets home, I immediately get a text asking me where I am and when I'm coming home. The other day I was on my way to Costco and she texted me to see if I remembered the list and that we needed milk. Well, I of course had the list, and knew that we needed milk-she's the one that wrote it on there! Besides, we ALWAYS need milk. (6-8 gallons a week). While I don't like to be on the receiving end of her mommy-in-training-ness, I am proud to see that she is learning how to manage a household. She is extremely caring and wants to know where everyone is all the time because she has a natural nurturing sense. It's just kind of weird to have someone vying for my position as queen on the house:) So, I may be frustrated with her growing up, I am proud too.
I am opinionated about LOTS of things. This week I am especially irritated with the sport of wrestling. Granted, I hate the sport-but it is good for my boys. That's a whole other vent session - I think I've done that one before. Anyway, wrestling is primarily a boys sport where they try and pin each other using leverage, throws, blah blah blah. Occasionally, we see girls at tournaments. At first I was like...well, if they really want to and are willing to be treated as equal and such then hey, go for it. Then my son had to wrestle a girl at the conference championships. This particular girl has been wrestling with the boys since she was 4 and her Dad has been one of the head coaches for their school for the past 5 years. She has no problem being one of the boys. Good for her. However, when 12 year old girls and 12 year old boys wrestle, it's gonna be awkward. See... she's got boobs. And 12 year old boys are taught not to touch girls in certain places. If he were to get her into a particular hold, his face would be right next to the other place that boys aren't suppose to touch. This all makes the boy very nervous. So, long opinionated story kinda-short.... David took 2nd place in the Middle School Conference Championships. Granted, he's in 6th grade and middle school is 7th and 8th grade. He took it pretty well, we just don't want to talk about it anymore. Little League try-outs are this weekend. That's a fine place for the girls to play the same sport with the boys. I just don't think that skin-tight spandex trying to pin someone of the other sex to the ground is appropriate. I think David would have DIED if he accidentally touched her somewhere he wasn't suppose to. He has a sister, he has no fear of hurting a girl...just those places....creepy....poor guy. I am really proud of how he handled the whole situation.
Well, that's the weekly rant. I am extremely proud of my kids. They are turning out quite nicely, thank you. I am frustrated by them growing up. I am a REALLY opinionated mom.
I am so proud of Eric and how good is he doing right now. It's like a light went on in his head and all the nagging about how grades count and the attitude you portray at practice counts, and sometimes you need to just give things a chance.... all that crap....now it's clicking. He's doing great in school, great in wrestling-one of the team leaders, and is one of the captains of the football team for next year. I think he's finally coming into his own. However, I am a realist and recognize that he is still a teenager and more pitfalls are to come, but for right now-I am so proud of the guy he's turning into.
The frustration comes from my lovely daughter. The mom vs. teenage daughter crap has officially begun. I kinda feel sorry for her future kids. She's gonna be a NAG. Man... it's like she's second guessing how I run the house, how I parent, like she's MY mom. What's up with that? If I'm not home when she gets home, I immediately get a text asking me where I am and when I'm coming home. The other day I was on my way to Costco and she texted me to see if I remembered the list and that we needed milk. Well, I of course had the list, and knew that we needed milk-she's the one that wrote it on there! Besides, we ALWAYS need milk. (6-8 gallons a week). While I don't like to be on the receiving end of her mommy-in-training-ness, I am proud to see that she is learning how to manage a household. She is extremely caring and wants to know where everyone is all the time because she has a natural nurturing sense. It's just kind of weird to have someone vying for my position as queen on the house:) So, I may be frustrated with her growing up, I am proud too.
I am opinionated about LOTS of things. This week I am especially irritated with the sport of wrestling. Granted, I hate the sport-but it is good for my boys. That's a whole other vent session - I think I've done that one before. Anyway, wrestling is primarily a boys sport where they try and pin each other using leverage, throws, blah blah blah. Occasionally, we see girls at tournaments. At first I was like...well, if they really want to and are willing to be treated as equal and such then hey, go for it. Then my son had to wrestle a girl at the conference championships. This particular girl has been wrestling with the boys since she was 4 and her Dad has been one of the head coaches for their school for the past 5 years. She has no problem being one of the boys. Good for her. However, when 12 year old girls and 12 year old boys wrestle, it's gonna be awkward. See... she's got boobs. And 12 year old boys are taught not to touch girls in certain places. If he were to get her into a particular hold, his face would be right next to the other place that boys aren't suppose to touch. This all makes the boy very nervous. So, long opinionated story kinda-short.... David took 2nd place in the Middle School Conference Championships. Granted, he's in 6th grade and middle school is 7th and 8th grade. He took it pretty well, we just don't want to talk about it anymore. Little League try-outs are this weekend. That's a fine place for the girls to play the same sport with the boys. I just don't think that skin-tight spandex trying to pin someone of the other sex to the ground is appropriate. I think David would have DIED if he accidentally touched her somewhere he wasn't suppose to. He has a sister, he has no fear of hurting a girl...just those places....creepy....poor guy. I am really proud of how he handled the whole situation.
Well, that's the weekly rant. I am extremely proud of my kids. They are turning out quite nicely, thank you. I am frustrated by them growing up. I am a REALLY opinionated mom.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Broken Hearts
My friend gave birth to her 5th child a couple of weeks ago. This baby boy was born 2 months premature and had Down Syndrome. After a 13 day stay in the hospital and a surgery on his gut, things seemed to be going nicely. He suddenly developed heart problems and an infection and passed away less than 24 hours later. Last night we paid our respects and showed our support for the family and watched Karl's two older brothers and two older sisters grieve for their lost brother. The youngest sister is just 4. Her eyes and cheeks were all red from the tears. I watched the four surviving children each try to touch their mother in comfort as her shoulders shook with tears and loss. My heart is broken for my friend and her family.
Friday, January 9, 2009
17 & counting
no...not the TV show 17 kids and counting (although I do love that show). But Jay and I have been MARRIED for 17 years! Wow, one more year and it'll equal the amount of time that I lived with my parents! Jay had to teach a church class last Sunday (the day of our anniv), and he relished the opportunity to tell everyone how long we've been married and the fact that it's been the best 5 years of his life. hahahaha. NOT! That is such a stupid joke and if I was there I would have totally rolled my eyes. Just like I am doing now just thinking about it.
Anyway, not to be too cheesy (Holly might gag), but I do love my hubby and am so grateful that he loves me back and puts up with all my many imperfections. I guess if he can put up with all my crap then the least I can do is put up with his occasional stupid jokes.
Anyway, not to be too cheesy (Holly might gag), but I do love my hubby and am so grateful that he loves me back and puts up with all my many imperfections. I guess if he can put up with all my crap then the least I can do is put up with his occasional stupid jokes.
$187.99
That's what it costs to have the Sears repairman come out for 30 minutes. He fixed my dryer and put it back together after my hubby took it apart, trying to fix it himself. I think that's some serious coin for a repairman...so if anyone is looking for a new career-there's my suggestion. As for the dryer, the only thing wrong with it was the front drum seal was stuck....and Jay took the whole damn thing apart trying to find out what was wrong with it. Jay's not even peeved at me for breaking it......of course, that's because I would NEVER admit to him that it was my fault. For all of you impatient people out there that want your bedding washed and dried asap so you can put it back on your bed in the next 2 hours - your mattress cover, sheet set, pillow cases, comforter, and blanket do not all fit in at the same time. That much stuff in the dryer will probably knock the drum out of balance-causing some seal or something to get stuck. Just a head's up.:)
Have a good weekend!
Have a good weekend!
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
laundry dilema
My dryer is broken. I have MOUNDS of laundry piling up. Should I take it to the (gasp!) laundromat? The repair-guy can't get here until Friday. I'm such a spoiled suburban mom. Oh, it's cold and rainy so hanging the laundry out to dry won't do. Besides, I don't have a laundry line - who does? AND, I am the one who broke the dryer. I tried putting all my bedding into it. (sheets, mattress cover, comforter, pillow cases- I'm a genius) Impatience led to major frustration........ and probably a bill that my husband will be extremely irritated with. Oops.
Holiday Chaos
In that chaotic world that is my house, 1/2 of my Christmas card didn't go out. I know this because I saw them at the bottom of the trash can with beef stew all over them. Mind you, I never take the trash out. That's a kid's job. So, I was doing one of them a favor, too. Of course, "no one" did it. Anyway, here's the stat sheet that went out with the pic. The pics were ones already posted on the blog-just of the kids.
2008 Williams’ Family Stats
David: 6th Grade, 12 years old
Spring Little League Baseball
Nominated and chosen for All-Star Team
Fall Baseball
Wrestling for the Jr. High’s Varsity Team
Honor Roll
Deacon at Church
Rebekah: 7th Grade, 13 years old
Jr. High Cross Country Team
Class President at church
Babysitter extraordinaire
Summer Girl’s Camp
School Spelling Bee finalist
Excellent MIT (mom in training……..chef, coach, support staff, etc)
Re-starting piano lessons
Eric: 10th Grade, 15 years old
Spring High School Baseball
Summer Football Camp
Summer Wrestling Camp
JV Football
JV Wrestling
Teacher at church
Shaunee:
NAMI’s 5K race
Spring Splash n Dash (swim/run race in Tempe)
SheRox Triathlon
See all of the above
Jay:
Family business continues to grow
Head coach, support staff, and trainer for all of the above
The backbone of all that is sane and stable
Other:
We thought we were going to be adding a move to our stat sheet, but with the economy getting worse and worse all the time, it’s not gonna make it. Maybe after Eric’s done with High School?
We adopted a puppy at the beginning of December. He’s a 10 week old cockapoo named Fritz and he's keeping us all on our toes. He’s already been slated as Shaunee’s plyometrics trainer starting in January.
2008 Williams’ Family Stats
David: 6th Grade, 12 years old
Spring Little League Baseball
Nominated and chosen for All-Star Team
Fall Baseball
Wrestling for the Jr. High’s Varsity Team
Honor Roll
Deacon at Church
Rebekah: 7th Grade, 13 years old
Jr. High Cross Country Team
Class President at church
Babysitter extraordinaire
Summer Girl’s Camp
School Spelling Bee finalist
Excellent MIT (mom in training……..chef, coach, support staff, etc)
Re-starting piano lessons
Eric: 10th Grade, 15 years old
Spring High School Baseball
Summer Football Camp
Summer Wrestling Camp
JV Football
JV Wrestling
Teacher at church
Shaunee:
NAMI’s 5K race
Spring Splash n Dash (swim/run race in Tempe)
SheRox Triathlon
See all of the above
Jay:
Family business continues to grow
Head coach, support staff, and trainer for all of the above
The backbone of all that is sane and stable
Other:
We thought we were going to be adding a move to our stat sheet, but with the economy getting worse and worse all the time, it’s not gonna make it. Maybe after Eric’s done with High School?
We adopted a puppy at the beginning of December. He’s a 10 week old cockapoo named Fritz and he's keeping us all on our toes. He’s already been slated as Shaunee’s plyometrics trainer starting in January.
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