Not many people are as lucky as I am. I have a husband that loves his kids deeply, that plays with them often, that does homework with them, that does dishes and laundry without being asked. That takes the kids to Doctor's appointments, drives them to school, and makes lunches.
He hugs and kisses and tell his kids that he loves them.
He would rather be at home with us than at work. He calls often to see how we are doing.
He's our rock and I love him unconditionally.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
When You Get To The End Of Your Rope...
Tie a knot and hang on. (FDR)
And I'm trying to hang on, but it's hard.
There's been so much stress. I am taking a training class at SJMMC. It's Mon-Fri 0730-1400. Quizzes everyday. Lectures all day. I have to pass a HuGe test on Friday with an 85% or better, or they fire me. No pressure though.
And I am afraid of failure. So...yeah, great.
My day is spent with an excessive amount stress, then I come home to chaos. Studying starts at 1907 and if I'm lucky, I'm finished studying at 2330. (Learn military time if you don't know it, because I am using it from now on).
So for any of you that think that it's tough having just one, two, or three kids....live my life for just one day. So, I don't want to hear any complaints about how hard your day is, or how tired you are and how you got to take a nap. Seriously. Suck it up.
SAHM have it so easy. Just about 2 weeks ago, I thought it was 'hard' to stay home. *HA*! Driving the kids around, cleaning the house, doing some laundry, and running a few errands is CAKE. I already miss those days.
And I'm trying to hang on, but it's hard.
There's been so much stress. I am taking a training class at SJMMC. It's Mon-Fri 0730-1400. Quizzes everyday. Lectures all day. I have to pass a HuGe test on Friday with an 85% or better, or they fire me. No pressure though.
And I am afraid of failure. So...yeah, great.
My day is spent with an excessive amount stress, then I come home to chaos. Studying starts at 1907 and if I'm lucky, I'm finished studying at 2330. (Learn military time if you don't know it, because I am using it from now on).
So for any of you that think that it's tough having just one, two, or three kids....live my life for just one day. So, I don't want to hear any complaints about how hard your day is, or how tired you are and how you got to take a nap. Seriously. Suck it up.
SAHM have it so easy. Just about 2 weeks ago, I thought it was 'hard' to stay home. *HA*! Driving the kids around, cleaning the house, doing some laundry, and running a few errands is CAKE. I already miss those days.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Funny Comment
My friends with large families will love this...
The day we were discharged from the hospital, Anne's specialist says to me...
"You need to be sure to keep her away from large crowds".
LMAO! Maybe I didn't make it clear that she was the youngest of five....
The day we were discharged from the hospital, Anne's specialist says to me...
"You need to be sure to keep her away from large crowds".
LMAO! Maybe I didn't make it clear that she was the youngest of five....
Friday, November 28, 2008
Anne's Hospital Stay
I am sure some of you have noticed that I haven't been around much. This has been my first post in a while. We had a scare with Anne last weekend...
She caught what we thought was a simple cold about ten days ago. Last Saturday, she started coughing a lot. She didn't sleep well on Saturday night, we listened to her cough most of the night.
Sunday wasn't any better. By Sunday early evening, I knew that some type of action needed to be taken. Not thinking she was very sick, I made the HUGE mistake of taking her to an Urgent Care center right down the street from us. The Dr was a total moron. He gave her some Orapred and wrote a script for an antibiotic and told me that she would probably be better in the morning, but if she didn't sound better to me, or got worse, to take her to the Emergency Room.
Thankfully, I am good friends with our pediatrician. I called Janette when we got home and she told me to take her to the ER right away.
We got to the ER around 8:30pm. The ER physician was wonderful; I actually worked with him in the PICU at Cardinal Glennon, so I knew she was in good hands. Her RSV and FLU tests came back neg. By 12:15am, the could not get her breathing under control, so they admitted her to the Intensive Care Unit. It took three people to hold her down to put in an IV.
Anne spent 2 days in the PICU with continuous breathing treatments for the first 12 hours, then q1, q2, q3, and finally q4.
She was transferred to a normal pediatric floor on Tuesday morning. We were released from the hospital on Wednesday early afternoon.
There was no real explanation of what caused her to have breathing difficulty. She has responded well to her Xopenex and antibiotic, so we are thinking that she either caught a virus or an URI that went terribly wrong. She is now being treated as if she is an asthmatic, which doesn't surprise me as Sam is, but many Doctors won't label a child an asthmatic until around the age of five.
Learn from my mistakes....Don't EVER use an Urgent Care. I will never set foot in one ever again. I would also like to thank my local Walgreens for taking FOUR hours to fill Anne's 5 prescriptions and causing her to be over an hour late on a breathing treatment, even though they told me her scripts would be ready in an hour and a half. They've lost my business for sure.
That is what has been going on around here. It's been stressful and emotionally draining. Anne is doing well at home; eating well, playing well, and sleeping well as if nothing ever happened. Kids are amazing.
She caught what we thought was a simple cold about ten days ago. Last Saturday, she started coughing a lot. She didn't sleep well on Saturday night, we listened to her cough most of the night.
Sunday wasn't any better. By Sunday early evening, I knew that some type of action needed to be taken. Not thinking she was very sick, I made the HUGE mistake of taking her to an Urgent Care center right down the street from us. The Dr was a total moron. He gave her some Orapred and wrote a script for an antibiotic and told me that she would probably be better in the morning, but if she didn't sound better to me, or got worse, to take her to the Emergency Room.
Thankfully, I am good friends with our pediatrician. I called Janette when we got home and she told me to take her to the ER right away.
We got to the ER around 8:30pm. The ER physician was wonderful; I actually worked with him in the PICU at Cardinal Glennon, so I knew she was in good hands. Her RSV and FLU tests came back neg. By 12:15am, the could not get her breathing under control, so they admitted her to the Intensive Care Unit. It took three people to hold her down to put in an IV.
Anne spent 2 days in the PICU with continuous breathing treatments for the first 12 hours, then q1, q2, q3, and finally q4.
She was transferred to a normal pediatric floor on Tuesday morning. We were released from the hospital on Wednesday early afternoon.
There was no real explanation of what caused her to have breathing difficulty. She has responded well to her Xopenex and antibiotic, so we are thinking that she either caught a virus or an URI that went terribly wrong. She is now being treated as if she is an asthmatic, which doesn't surprise me as Sam is, but many Doctors won't label a child an asthmatic until around the age of five.
Learn from my mistakes....Don't EVER use an Urgent Care. I will never set foot in one ever again. I would also like to thank my local Walgreens for taking FOUR hours to fill Anne's 5 prescriptions and causing her to be over an hour late on a breathing treatment, even though they told me her scripts would be ready in an hour and a half. They've lost my business for sure.
That is what has been going on around here. It's been stressful and emotionally draining. Anne is doing well at home; eating well, playing well, and sleeping well as if nothing ever happened. Kids are amazing.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
My Kids Rock Ass
I am so proud of our children. Today, I had Jack and Sam's parent/teacher conferences. I had Sam's this morning and his teacher couldn't say enough nice things about him. How he is a friend to everyone, how hard he works, how polite he is, how she wishes she had a classroom full of kids just like him. What a way to kick off the day.
This afternoon, I had Jack's. Every year, the kids have to take tests given by the state of Missouri to make sure the kids are learning at an appropriate rate (or something like that). Jack scored in the 92%. That is just 4 points shy of gifted. His teacher said Jack wasn't feeling well the day of the test, so she's sure if we retested him, he'd fall into the gifted category. I'm not willing to retest at this point. He's only 8, and we don't push.
Will and Libby had their conferences a few weeks ago that went just as well (if you all remember, Will is our kiddo with 'above average scissor skills - lol!).
See, children of large families actually do get attention, learn to get along with many different types of personalities, are actually taught two of the most important lessons in life-hard work and work ethic, are well rounded, and learn at a young age how to solve conflict.
And it shows. FOUR children with EXCELLENT reports. I told you...Dan and I are damn good at this. *Toot, toot*.
"Don't handicap your children by making their lives easy".
-Robert A Heinlein
This afternoon, I had Jack's. Every year, the kids have to take tests given by the state of Missouri to make sure the kids are learning at an appropriate rate (or something like that). Jack scored in the 92%. That is just 4 points shy of gifted. His teacher said Jack wasn't feeling well the day of the test, so she's sure if we retested him, he'd fall into the gifted category. I'm not willing to retest at this point. He's only 8, and we don't push.
Will and Libby had their conferences a few weeks ago that went just as well (if you all remember, Will is our kiddo with 'above average scissor skills - lol!).
See, children of large families actually do get attention, learn to get along with many different types of personalities, are actually taught two of the most important lessons in life-hard work and work ethic, are well rounded, and learn at a young age how to solve conflict.
And it shows. FOUR children with EXCELLENT reports. I told you...Dan and I are damn good at this. *Toot, toot*.
"Don't handicap your children by making their lives easy".
-Robert A Heinlein
Monday, November 17, 2008
Busy Days
It's been a busy week and a half. My new job at St. John's is already taking up a lot of time and I haven't even started yet.
For those of you who don't know, when you get hired for a job at a hospital, there is a lot of paperwork to fill out, physicals, drug testing, TB tests, and even more papers to sign and date.
So far, I've been through a two part interview. Today, I had my physical. 'No big deal', I thought to myself. When I worked at Cardinal Glennon, the physical was a snap. I walked in, the physical took all of 15 minutes, got my TB test and left (drug testing was at an off sight lab).
Today, my physical lasted an entire hour. And let me add that I was used as a pin cushion. I had to receive a Hep B vax, a DpT vax, a Flu shot, a TB test, and blood drawn. I also had a drug test. I came home with three very pretty band aids and the kids were very impressed that I didn't cry when I got my shots!
On Thursday, I have to go back to Human Resources and bring documentation to prove that I am a legal citizen, and to sign the rest of my paperwork.
I mean, good god. I guess this is their way of really making sure you want to work.
For those of you who don't know, when you get hired for a job at a hospital, there is a lot of paperwork to fill out, physicals, drug testing, TB tests, and even more papers to sign and date.
So far, I've been through a two part interview. Today, I had my physical. 'No big deal', I thought to myself. When I worked at Cardinal Glennon, the physical was a snap. I walked in, the physical took all of 15 minutes, got my TB test and left (drug testing was at an off sight lab).
Today, my physical lasted an entire hour. And let me add that I was used as a pin cushion. I had to receive a Hep B vax, a DpT vax, a Flu shot, a TB test, and blood drawn. I also had a drug test. I came home with three very pretty band aids and the kids were very impressed that I didn't cry when I got my shots!
On Thursday, I have to go back to Human Resources and bring documentation to prove that I am a legal citizen, and to sign the rest of my paperwork.
I mean, good god. I guess this is their way of really making sure you want to work.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Meg Rocks Ass
I was offered the job late this morning. Which is a good thing because after two interviews and four hours worth of shadowing, I was about to have a stroke.
This totally rocks.
This totally rocks.
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