Wow, it's been about two weeks since I last posted?? Sheesh... Since I am so fond of lists, here's a list of things that happened these past two weeks that kept me from posting:
1. LB rode a bike, without training wheels!! I was so proud. I ran alongside him, to catch him when he inevitably tipped over. He LOVED it- that kid is so friggin' cute when he's happy and proud of himself!
2. Hubby is still in daily physical therapy. Apparently, after his session today, they are thinking about the possibility of back surgery. I don't like the fact that he might have surgery, but whatever makes him better is good, right? And who knows what's going on with his career- a lat transfer might be in the cards, but we'll see what the neurologist says.
3. Busy as a bee with SOSA. Socials, Oktoberfest, and auctions, oh my!
4. Seeing some friends. I babysat for friends of ours while the wife had surgery (yikes... what's with all the surgery talk? I guess I'm just at that age where everyone I know is falling apart?). I went out to dinner with a good friend of mine and met a new friend. And, we've spent some good times with our neighbors on a lake, swimming and swinging on an abandoned rope swing. All fun times.
5. I've been playing the piano again. I finally realized that I can plug my earbuds into the keyboard and play without bothering sleeping children or other people. It's great- I've missed it terribly. And I'm really out of shape! But it's definitely therapeutic to let my muscle memory take over and hear the melodies flow from my fingers. It's a beautiful sense of accomplishment.
6. Potty training JC. Oh man.... nothing like LB. LB was content to sit in his own pee and poop. JC freaks out when he pees his pants. I guess that's kind of a good thing, but it seems like he screamed all day about wet pants. Well, I guess he'll learn much sooner than LB, at least.
7. Another fucking UTI. I'm so sick of this crap- I have a new PCM, and once she starts her schedule at the clinic, I'm making an appointment. I've been scaring the crap outta myself on Google... apparently, it could be totally benign, or it could be bladder cancer or chronic kidney disease. I need to get off this computer...
8. Something in particular has made me feel great and changed my life. I don't yet feel comfortable talking about it, but I do want to share that I am in a much better place than I was just a few months ago. It's amazing what simply speaking up for yourself can do, and I feel like a better wife, mom, and person.
When I realized that it had been weeks since I last posted, I thought, "Well, what's my problem? Not much has been going on!" But after making this list, there are certainly some big things that have been going on!
8/23/12
8/10/12
Boys vs Girls
I spent yesterday afternoon with my friend's two little girls. They are the same age as LB & JC, but that's just about where the similarities stop. And maybe I'm just comparing my boys to someone else's girls (let's face it- kids are always worse around their parents), but I definitely noticed some big differences.
1. The Noise Factor. Little boys make a lot of noise. All. Day. Long. Little girls make noise, but it's gentler, less harsh. There's more quiet sulking than angry screaming. There's quiet tea time & jewelry time & dress up time. There are no trucks smashing into each other, superheroes defeating every single imaginary bad guy, and no wrestling to the point of either of them crying. And most of all, girls typically don't make sound effects for everything.
2. Their Interests. Little girls (and I'm speaking in very broad, general terms here) love dolls and dressing up and princesses. Little boys (also, very general) love trucks and robots and action figures. I can do the little boy stuff, but it was nice to have some time to wear plastic necklaces and twirl in a tulle skirt, too.
3. Their General Energy Level. I know some girls are bouncing off the walls, but my boys run all day long, circling the kitchen, around and around and around... when they're not running, they are hitting something. When they are not running or hitting, they are jumping. And when they are not running or hitting or jumping, they are pretending to punch and kick. They MOVE, all day.
Then, there are personal differences. The older girl had way better communication skills than LB, naturally. It really gave me a feel for what neurotypical kids his age are like. I remember teaching kids this age, but being able to remind myself of a 4 year old's typical progress gives me an idea of where LB stands and what he needs to work on.
Overall, the afternoon was easy-peasy. Of course, I'm sure the girls give their parents hell! Don't all kids? But it was a nice change from my very loud, very boyish household. And I'm sure when the kids are teenagers, the tables will have turned, ha!
1. The Noise Factor. Little boys make a lot of noise. All. Day. Long. Little girls make noise, but it's gentler, less harsh. There's more quiet sulking than angry screaming. There's quiet tea time & jewelry time & dress up time. There are no trucks smashing into each other, superheroes defeating every single imaginary bad guy, and no wrestling to the point of either of them crying. And most of all, girls typically don't make sound effects for everything.
2. Their Interests. Little girls (and I'm speaking in very broad, general terms here) love dolls and dressing up and princesses. Little boys (also, very general) love trucks and robots and action figures. I can do the little boy stuff, but it was nice to have some time to wear plastic necklaces and twirl in a tulle skirt, too.
3. Their General Energy Level. I know some girls are bouncing off the walls, but my boys run all day long, circling the kitchen, around and around and around... when they're not running, they are hitting something. When they are not running or hitting, they are jumping. And when they are not running or hitting or jumping, they are pretending to punch and kick. They MOVE, all day.
Then, there are personal differences. The older girl had way better communication skills than LB, naturally. It really gave me a feel for what neurotypical kids his age are like. I remember teaching kids this age, but being able to remind myself of a 4 year old's typical progress gives me an idea of where LB stands and what he needs to work on.
Overall, the afternoon was easy-peasy. Of course, I'm sure the girls give their parents hell! Don't all kids? But it was a nice change from my very loud, very boyish household. And I'm sure when the kids are teenagers, the tables will have turned, ha!
8/2/12
Another Navy doc failure
Well, Hubby has a herniated disc. And it's not bulging posterior or anterior, but off to the right. Odd.
What kills me is that he was sent to sea like this!! The doc he was seeing had three months to determine what was wrong and never ordered an MRI. Instead, Hubby was told that it would heal on its own and just needed time. Then, he was told he was fit for sea duty and sent on deployment.
Wow.
Very disappointed. But at least we're working with some docs who have their heads on straight.
In the mean time, Hubby is getting seriously anxious about not being able to work out. And we'll be selling the golf clubs, dirtbike, kayak, and anything else he won't be able to do again.
Ugh. I'm just glad we finally know what's going on!
What kills me is that he was sent to sea like this!! The doc he was seeing had three months to determine what was wrong and never ordered an MRI. Instead, Hubby was told that it would heal on its own and just needed time. Then, he was told he was fit for sea duty and sent on deployment.
Wow.
Very disappointed. But at least we're working with some docs who have their heads on straight.
In the mean time, Hubby is getting seriously anxious about not being able to work out. And we'll be selling the golf clubs, dirtbike, kayak, and anything else he won't be able to do again.
Ugh. I'm just glad we finally know what's going on!
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