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Tonight

Wow! I haven’t blogged since June! Life sure has changed since then!

I was just going to say a quick blurp but instead I think I’ll actually blog (I have like 20minutes before I want to attempt going to ‘bed’…more on that later).

My energy truely has returned! Praise the Lord! So much so I decided to do a fall cleaning of our house. I haven’t done a ‘true’ fall (or spring) cleaning in…well…. since the first cleaning when we moved in! Sure I’ve cleaned everything overtime but never a ‘lets do this’ cleaning where you do it all quickly and get it done…. well that was the plan anyway! I started in October, I had two weeks left before November and wanted to get the fall cleaning done before the new month….. I’m now trying to finish it this week (so it’s done before December). I only have half the Kitchen and the master bedroom left…can I do it? I hope so, although delay after delay keep coming up. And it’s not that I don’t have the energy to do the cleaning, I just don’t have the time!

I am homeschooling Joy (Grade 1) and Olivia (Pre-K). Olivia begs to do school work, Joy begs NOT to do it! They are both doing great though and we are looking to change up a few things to make it more fun etc, so over the month of December we will be taking a bit of a break to re-vamp things. To do all their school work, with all their fightings and distractions it takes us between 2-3 hours (we do 45min work, 15min break, repeat). So we are done by lunch time, sometimes (as we are slow in the morning) we eat lunch at 1pm.

Then there is the basic upkeep of a house hold. As well as squeezing in the fall cleaning, crafts and outdoor time (what is that?! I’m so bad at not getting them out!).

By the time I’m done the house chores it’s time to make dinner and Orlund is home. After dinner is cleaned up we have family time, bath time, or just play time. Often times I try and fit in MY crafts in this time when the kids are more than happy to play on their own. (you know crocheting, sewing, cross stitching, etc etc).

Before we know it it’s time for the kids bedtime routine and they are down at 7pm. Then it’s Orlund and my time to do OUR school work! Yup, Orlund and I are taking online courses. (different courses). I’ve decided I’d like to be a ‘Medical Laboratory Assistant’ (as my friend calls them ‘lab ladies’, we collect samples etc). There are 4 courses in the program, plus a 4 day work shop (hands on training) then a 6wk full time (unpaid) practicum. I’ve been given a promise of a practicum placement at the hospital. I want to work at the hospital ~ I know I’m crazy ๐Ÿ˜‰

After we do an hour to two of our school work we watch a tv show to unwind before bed.

Yup. busy.

Saturday night we went out for dinner with my dad. It was so good to see him, although we only live 45min away (and he’s in town every week day) we hardly see him. He does swing by and see the girls in their gymnastics class as it’s at the University (where he teaches), but that’s just a quick “hello” on his lunch break. So we had a dinner out with him, and planned to have him over Tuesday for his Birthday dinner (that’s tonight, his Bday is tomorrow). But Saturday night………….”Mommy! I threw up!” Joy calls…. she was sick until we went to bed at 11pm, and then it was still a restless night. She kept getting better. Last night, 2am “Mommy!! Olivia’s throwing up!” Joy calls, I answer “give her your bucket!!!”. Too late.. change of bedding….She was up every 45min or so…. I couldn’t sleep in between either. Long night.

Tonight…. Tonight I sleep on Jacob’s floor. Orlund came home from work sick, and he did get sick too. Olivia and Daddy are sharing our bed. I don’t want their germs. I changed Olivia’s bedding, but I still don’t want to sleep in their room, I haven’t fully disinfected it yet. Joy’s sleeping in there, she’s already had it and is back to normal. I’m not sleeping in the living room, too bright/cold. I’m not sleeping with the sicko’s, nope. Jacob and I are the only ones showing NO signs… Please pray we don’t get it. We are sticking together…. maybe him eating his boogers has protected him? I’m not going to start!

Pray for a good night, Pray for health. Much love!

ps~ sorry for any bad spelling, or grammar. I’m always bad, but I’m on Orlund’s comp and he has spell check off! (my computer is in the shop, for the 3rd time!).

The truth about homeschooling…

I’m just a regular 30 year old mother of 3. Nothing makes me stand above the rest or special (other than being God’s daughter, but you get the point). I like to dress up and do my nails. Being able to do my make up is special and something I do on special occasions, and yes Church is a special occasion.
I was never very good in school, averaging C+’s through most my high school years. So why would I want to home school my kids?

When Orlund and I first got married we discussed casually about what kind of schooling we would like our kids to do. He started school at the ‘church school’. It was a classroom setting however basically a home school idea, then after a number of years the church decided to close the school and he finished school in the Christian school. I always attended public school. I didn’t want my kids in the Christian school. He didn’t want them in public school, he then suggested that perhaps we could home school them…..HOME SCHOOL? Like I have to TEACH them? This idea was so foreign to me, weren’t home schooled kids weird? I don’t want weird kids (weirder than they will already be from being MY offspring that is). I completely dismissed the idea.

Fast forward to expecting Joy. I made a new friend, Rosanne, she was home schooled and not weird. That helped me believe not all home schooled kids are weird. But still that’s a LOT of responsibility on ME, especially since I wasn’t good in school. Orlund made it sound so easy “just read ahead of them, you can do it”… I started to open up to the idea, but it was still very frightening to me. However we had attended some small groups via our Church and I started to realize that a lot of what public schools teach kids is NOT ok with me. So I agreed the kids could go to the Christian school. Problem? It’s a private school so costs a lot of money.

Joy was 4years old. Preschool age. NO WAY was I going to put her IN a preschool. That was never a question, however I realized that I needed to start making decisions about what exactly we wanted to DO for her schooling. I set up at time to go and visit a (homeschooling) mom from our Church whose kids are all in the upper elementary grades and high school. That meeting completely opened my eyes! I found out that there are actually SET UP curriculum’s so that you don’t have to ‘wing’ it, unless you want to. You can ‘enroll’ under a school which provides you with funding and a ‘teacher’ who you email weekly and they come to your house meet with your child, write report cards etc. You can ask them questions, find resources, and all that wonderful jazz! There was someone to make sure we were on track and it wouldn’t ALL be up to me (or at least I wont find out later I screwed her up for life!).

Now we’d decided to home school. Originally back when I was a doubter my mom was too. she was very much against it at the time. However her life changed drastically since then (moving to Thailand and whatnot). I ordered Preschool for Joy in January of her preschool year, then found out mom was going to home school her kids and use the same curriculum as I! (and I didn’t suggest it to her, another missionary did!). It was fun for us to learn about it together. Now she was on board but that doesn’t mean everyone is.

It’s really no bodies business how we choose to raise our children or the decisions we make for them. However that doesn’t stop people from asking or voicing their opinions. My brother for one is completely against us homeschooling. And he voiced it very clearly to me one night when he took me out for a special ‘date’. I was crushed that he thought (or thinks) I’m doing something wrong for my children, however he’s not going to pursued me otherwise. He doesn’t have children, he doesn’t have the beliefs I have, and he doesn’t honestly know anything about homeschooling. He’s one of the people who think my kids wont be socialized. Socializing is dependent on the child (extrovert or introvert), on the way the parents raise said child and other factors. It has NOTHING to do with weather they attend school with other kids or not, or get to go on field trips with other kids (we do cool stuff with the homeschooling group!).ย  There are many p0eople who don’t agree with home schooling, but those are usually the people who are ignorant to what homeschooling is actually like and about.

We decided to home school all of our children until Jacob is starting Grade 1. I know I’d love to home school them right through, however financially isn’t possible. So I’ll take all I can. This year Joy was in Kindergarten. I went through Chemo treatments/surgery and numerous dr’s apts. She will be finishing the Kindergarten curriculum in the middle of July. Which is fine be me as then we will continue learning through the summer. I was able to do school throughout it all! How wonderful!

Want to know what our day is like?
8am-9am breakfast/chores
9am -11:30am School (break down after this)
11:30-noon make lunch
noon – 1pm eat lunch/clean up
1-2pm free play
2pm Jacob nap, girls play (mommy chores etc)
4pm Jacob up, kids play, mommy makes dinner
blah blah blah evening

School ~ go downstairs, if beautiful out set up table outside in backyard. (this order changes~) Read read-a-loud stories. Read, answer questions science (do experiments). Math, play with blocks and write in math book (she’s good at math!). Writing; she practices writing. we work on phonics and she reads some simple sentences/words to me. PE; we go and play outside (different games etc). We do crafts and games when we feel like it. Teach them new life skills.
I said we spend from 9am-11:30am doing school. In fact other than the extra’s (experiments, games, PE stuff) school will usually take 30min-1hour. The rest is just play time.

Homeschooling is a challenge. Some days I just want to pull my hair out and scream! (sometimes I do!). Then some days you are just bursting at the seams with pride! You get so excited at some new accomplishment they just achieved. I wont lie, it can be very difficult some days. Other days it feels like you could go on forever. I enjoy this challenge, and I truly LOVE teaching my kids. Homeschooling isn’t for everyone, I believe all children could be home schooled, but it isn’t always the right ‘cup of tea’ for some people. I respect that. I respect that you send your child to the Christian school, or the public school. Just please respect my decision as well. I guess I get tired of hearing bashing on facebook all the time, and usually it’s about stuff that isn’t anyone else’s business ~ is your son circumcised or not. Do you spank your children or not. It’s honestly no one else’s business!

Life

Today I had treatment #10! I almost didn’t have it due to my blood being low, but Praise God, it came up in time to receive treatment. I was delayed last treatment, by almost a week. I now have to take injections of some miracle drug that makes my blood produce more to bring up my blood counts. VERY expensive meds! But I feel wonderful! Even though my blood was down yesterday I’ve really noticed a change. I hadn’t realized just how sluggish I’d gotten. I was wondering why I couldn’t get going, or get off the couch! Now I know, low blood.

Homeschooling is going great! I took the week off over Christmas and it set us behind a bit, but we are getting back into the swing of things. Before I had Chemo on Wednesday’s so would cram all of Joy’s schooling for that week into 2 days, but now Chemo is on Tuesdays so I do half the work on Monday and I’ll space it out through the week (more like Thursday/Friday), which is nice for her and me. She also had read 2 words all on her own (sounding out etc), bat and cat. Joy is so excited that she’s learning to read. She knows her letters and their sounds, just has a hard time figuring out what the sounds are saying.

I’m going to be doing a blog post of photo’s. I was looking through our cell phone at all the photo’s we have from this past year. It’s going to be a post letting the photo’s tell the story of our summer. Just gotta get Orlund to make something to display them easier (there are a lot).

We are also in the Birthday season! Already had Hazel and Orlund’s birthday’s. February luckily is the slower month (since I still have Chemo) with just Hugh’s birthday. The girls have already placed their ‘orders’ for birthday cakes and themes. Jacob is having a monster truck theme (girls picked) his Birthday along with cousin Ava’s is in March. April is a bunch of friends birthday’s along with Olivia’s (and my 30th), Olivia wants a Periwinkle birthday theme (Joy had that last year) so I have lots of decorations already organized and I bought a bunch over Christmas (snow theme basically), she also want’s a surprise cake, but I’m listening to everything she’s said. she wants Periwinkle on it, along with a rainbow and hearts, and sparkles… I’m going to have to get creative! May brings Joy’s birthday and Virden’s. Joy wants a Dora theme……. I don’t know where she came up with that as they don’t watch Dora… But I’ll have fun with that, I’ll have a pinata that Swipper swipes and they will have to follow the Maps directions, going down the street, playing hop scotch and a few other things then coming back to find the pinata in the back yard. I think it’ll be loads of fun for a 6year olds birthday. Oh and her cake? Not Dora, nope she wants it to look like the Candy Land board game. I actually have a recipe and directions from a magazine! It’ll be fun except the cake has to be decorated with the candy the day OF the party… so I guess I’ll be busy! But it’ll be loads of fun! And that’s the birthday season, there are 3 birthday’s all in July but that’s the only other really busy month.

Bought Orlund a wii for Christmas, and bought him the wii fit for his Birthday. It actually works out great because with me having a cold sensitivity and low energy the girls aren’t getting much exercise.. but with the wii fit we have them running every night! I don’t like so much technology but for now it’s working out perfectly! They get their exercise and I don’t have to bundle up 3 kids! LOL.

Well I think that’s it for this blog post! I’ll be sure to get those pictures up as soon as I can ๐Ÿ™‚

God Bless!!

Things have changed!

Reading my last blog entry makes me realize just how much my life has changed since then. To recap quickly (who am I kidding? I’m never quick!). After my blog I ended up in emergency instead of the Dr’s appointment. I ended up there a lot. I had more tests done. I had two hyperventilating experiences where my body seized up. More ultrasounds, CT scans etc. Everyone admitted I was in pain but no real answers. On my second trip to the hospital via ambulance my mom demanded that they ‘fix me’. She told every nurse, doctor and anyone that would listen (or not listen) that we wern’t leaving until I was better. I got admitted June 17th, 2013. I got sicker, had more tests and bloated up like a balloon. (I got bigger in my tummy than I ever did when pregnant… talk about stretch marks!). At this time my dad came down with phemonia (sp?), he was also bright yellow! He got admitted as well. My mom was able to get us moved onto the same floor/wing so at least it was easier on her for visiting. My dad had a rough go, but got better and went home. The doctors thought they had a diagnosis… They figured I had Crohn’s disease. But they weren’t sure so didn’t want to do a surgery incase it could be fixed other ways. One Doctor figured I was just having abdominal migraines….. I watched the Canada Day fireworks from the 5th floor of the hospital. I was doing ‘better’ on the strong meds and steroids. July 4th I was scheduled for a Colonostopy (sp? I’m on Orlund’s laptop and spell check is off, sorry). I don’t remember July 4th other than texting my mom and best friend, they’d both asked how I was ~ to mom I just wrote ‘hell’, and to Leah I wrote ‘terrible’…

I don’t remember the rest, it’s been told to me. I wasn’t doing good, they thought perhaps I had a blood clot in my lungs as I was having a hard time breathing. They took an X-ray (at my bed) and started to take me down to ICU. One Doctor then grabbed my mom and Orlund (and Leah) to ride in the elevator and informed them that no I wasn’t going to ICU, but into emergency surgery!

My bowl had ‘erupted’, I was septic! (My mom later heard there is only a 20% survival rate). They went in and tried to ‘clean’ me up, they discovered a huge mass in my large intestine, the surgeons thought it might be cancer so followed proceedure and removed it all. They removed approx 1/3 of my Colon, and had to remove some of my stomach as the mass was attached. I might be stating some of this in the wrong order, however at some point they had to do a tracheotomy (thing in your throat to help you breathe – also prevents you from talking). They told my family I would wake up the next day. July 5th, my mom’s birthday. But I didn’t wake up, instead I was put in an induced coma ~ for 2 weeks. There were many issues due to the infection from going septic, my blood pressure, body temperature etc were hard for them to maintain. While my fa.mily was going through the scare of their lives I was having the most horrific hallucinations. The nurses were trying to kill me, so I thought, thank goodness they weren’t actually! My mom had her Ipod playing Christian worship music 24/7 for me. During one hallucination a worship song broke through and I could feel God saying “come on Jenn, it’s time to pick yourself up. I’m here to help. Now go help others”. I was able to get up and fight out of it. I had one more full hallucination, it wasn’t scary like the rest. I still saw odd things after for a few days but no more full hallucinations. Praise God. The Doctors told my family many people hallucinate for weeks or months after the strong drugs I was on.

When I came to it was scary. I couldn’t speak, and I was strapped down with lots of machines attached to me. I couldn’t sleep at night. It was horrible trying to communicate. luckily one nurse finally decided to unstrap my arms, he made me promise not to pull the tube out of my nose (so tempting). I promised. Everytime I went to reach for the tube I’d remember my promise and left it alone. I tried to write notes to everyone so they could know what I wanted etc… I couldn’t write! I just scribbled like my 3 year old. It was frustrating but my family got pretty good at reading my hand/eye gestures. writing came first, what a relief when it did. I could communicate!

I don’t know how long I was in ICU before I got moved to Step-down (a part of ICU but not one-on-one care). In Step-down I got to watch free TV on a giant flat screen TV! (could have in ICU but wasn’t facing the TV). First news I watched? Train crash. Prince George was born. And then I switched to watching HGTV. I noticed my body was different. I was skinny, really skinny (lost over 35lbs). I had a large incision down my abdomen (had a special machine/bandage called a VAC dressing ~ amazing invention). Had a Cathetor (not fun), an illiostomy, PICC lines, Trach…. slowly I got the Trach removed and was able to talk!! HOW WONDERFUL! I also had to start physio it was scary trying to learn to walk again, luckily my physiotherapist was amazing and really worked with me.

I finally got moved to ‘the ward’… I was on the post-surgical ward… basically where all the abdominal patients are ~ who were mostly over 70years old… and smelly…. Oh the stories I could tell, and probably will. just not right now.

Oh I forgot to mention my diagnosis. While in ICU the doctor and a bunch of nurses, social workers etc came in to explain it all to my family and I. It was Colon Cancer. Stage 3. Sounds scarier than it is. They removed ALL of the cancer! They tested 37 lymph nodes, only one (that was against the cancer) showed a little cancer in it. The only reason it’s stage 3 is because it had attached to my stomach. They want me to do Chemo as a precaution. This also increases the risk for my kids to get it, they will have to be tested when older, but I believe they will never have to deal with this.

My infection took a long time to clear. August 24th I finally got to come home. That following week I was at the Dr’s almost every day, or at the Nursing clinic to change bandages. I now have no bandages on me :). Tomorrow I go for yet another CT scan, I had one small sign of infection left, I’m believing it’s gone now so we can get going on Chemo. Then on the 10th of Sept I have day surgery to put a port-a-cath in (it’s like a PICC line but under my skin so I can have showers etc with no issues). Then Sept 11th, Orlund and my 9 year anniversary, I will be starting Chemo. I will have treatments every 2 weeks for 12 rounds (approx 6months). After Chemo is done, in a couple months after (provided everything is clear – which it will be) then I get my intestines re-attached (that’ll be nice).

It is so wonderful to be home. I was honestly scared to come home as I thought it might set me back, but the Doctor was right and it’s made me stronger (and the fact that I can stand our food helps!). My mom has moved in with us to help me out with day to day living. taking care of the kids, house and me. It’s wonderfu to have her here! Orlund has been amazing!!! He’s still working on his courses, and working full time (this week he’s been off), helping with the kids, house and me as well.

Even though I’ve been through a lot these past few months I feel blessed beyond measure! So many people prayed for me, and blessed us with meals, gifts etc. God is SO good!! My cousin gave me a ‘plack’ (for lack of a better word) that inspired me along the way and helped me stay strong it reads “Believe with God all things are possible”.

T3’s

Saturday night as we left our cousin’s beautiful wedding we headed to our Bed and Breakfast in Surrey. I wasn’t feeling so good. my stomach was upset, my boob was inflated (12hours without nursing will do that) and most off all my head was pounding. I slept on the way, waking just in time to give Orlund the last directions to the front door. My headache was finally gone. We went for a soak in the hot tub, it was so nice to be able to chat alone. After our soak I was finally feeling better. It was a wonderful evening away.
Sunday we spent a few hours hunting around IKEA and headed home. At this point all I could think about was getting home to nurse my baby boy! ouch! After we picked the kids up from my parents we got home, had dinner and sent the kids to bed. I didn’t feel so good while eating dinner, I suddenly realized I hadn’t felt good for the past week (or two) whenever I ate. And it was progressively getting worse. Sunday night as I tried to sleep I curled in pain and once again brought out my handy tried and true ‘contraction breathing’. No sleep.
I survived Monday with just some pain, mostly after I ate. Night time was horrible again, I took a couple extra strength Tylenol’s.

Wednesday arrived and I wasn’t doing so good. It was now 3 nights without any sleep and everything just kept getting worse. My stomach was ripping with pain. I wanted to vomit, or use the washroom (just as at other times), however nothing was happening. I had planned to spend the day helping my girlfriend Ashley finish the last of her packing and get her house washed down ready for her Saturday moving day. Instead she insisted I go to the Clinic while she watched the monsters children.

3hours later I had no answers other than I wasn’t pregnant. I already knew that. The Dr tried to give me some medication, however once I reminded him I’m breastfeeding he took back the prescription. He did however give me paperwork to get tested for Celiac disease and Lactose Tolerance.
Ashley convinced me to take 1/2 a T3. I did with little effect, although as the day wore on I felt a bit better.

Thursday, I had my 2 daycare kids here. I had to be tough. Okay so it was basically a free play day. I supervised and only moved to change diapers, wipe bums, make food etc. My parents were coming home from Vancouver. I called my mom “I want my mommy” I whined. At 3:30pm they showed up at my door. by 3:45pm my mom was helping me out to the car to head to the hospital.

5hours~ I had blood tests, urine tests, pelvic test, pap test, poke my belly test, and a CT scan. again the only thing they came up with was ~ Not Pregnant. No Kidney issues. Good white blood cells. Oh, and Yeah, you’re in a LOT of pain. When I was talking to the Triage nurse I’d mentioned taking a 1/2 T3 earlier in the day. She pretty much laughed in my face and said that so long as you have pain then the T3 will only take the pain away, it wont make you high etc….. sure lady… I took 2 T3’s once the Dr decided I needed something. By the time we were heading home I was flying high! It was the first time I could walk more than 2steps without having to stop and breath through the pain, although the pain still washed over me.

Friday I stayed on the couch all day. I slept. High on T3’s. Jacob was starting to show effects of the T3’s ~ he looked a bit out of it. I called my mom in the evening as I thought I’d have to go back to the hospital. She spent the night taking care of me. Well, until I went to bed. I was now taking 2 T3’s every 4hours. Jacob and I both slept through the night!! woohoo! needed that. Saturday I told my mom I could put my big girl panties on and let her head home.

Saturday I don’t think I left the couch either. every 4 hours I popped another 2 T3’s. Orlund took all 3 kids out to McDonald’s to give me an extra break. I was feeling good, so long as I didn’t miss my dosage and didn’t move. Moving, eating, drinking is what hurt. I was upset that I couldn’t help Ashley on moving day, we’d planned it months ago. I really hate not being able to make my commitments. Sunday Orlund took all 3 kids to Church by himself as well. I was finally feeling better. I didn’t take a T3 until around 3pm.

Today, Monday. I had made an appointment for those allergy tests. (apparently you have to book for these ones). My appointment was for 8:30am. I got there at 8am, so I sat in the car until 8:10am. Then headed in. Finally I got into a room, waited another chapter in my book and by the time they started my test it was 9:40am! The lactose test is a breath test, so you breath into a tube thingy. Then drink a horrible drink. Then after an hour breath again, then again after an hour breath again. I had figured I would be out of there by 10:30am. I got out of there JUST before Noon. Grabbed some groceries, got the kids from Orlund’s parents and came home. I took a T3, I was in pain, over did it. I then passed out (Jacob too). at 3:30 his mom called *Bless her* to say they would pick Orlund up and bring him home. I was just going to call her and see if she could as I couldn’t open my eyes so figured I wasn’t fit to drive. I was up by the time he got home and had dinner started.

Tomorrow I have another test, an Ultrasound to check out all the stuff the CT scan couldn’t see. (I think the Dr is leaning towards a cyst in my ovaries). So yippee more time in waiting rooms and with Dr’s. At least I’m enjoying the kid free time and am now able to at least read a book!

I hate that I’m not 100% for my kids or husband. I know I shouldn’t feel guilty, but I think as mom’s it’s natural (right?). The house is keeping up pretty good surprisingly. The laundry will keep me busy for weeks though! I just feel bad that I’m more snappy at the kids, and because it’s my ‘core’ that’s hurting I can’t just scoop them up for snuggles or tickles. They come and gently lay next to me for snuggle time, which is fine so long as they don’t touch my stomach (which is so bloated I look 4months pregnant), or let Jacob see (he doesn’t like to share me much).

So I am getting better, slowly but surely. I’m praying that I get some answers, and soon. I also am praying it’s nothing major. I guess my Dr will call me if there is anything. I tried to book an appointment with him, the soonest I can get in to see him is Wednesday NEXT week (I booked last week, thank goodness). By then he should have all the results, and hopefully I’m 100% better!

Well that’s what’s been going on around here lately, hope you and yours are all doing better!
My God is greater!!

Good Morning Wednesday!

If you’ve followed my blog for any amount of time, or know me personally, you know I’m a list person. I LOVE lists. I feel like they keep me on track. I do sometimes however use them as an excuse. Orlund will mention to me something that needs to be done (clean out fridge) I’ll answer “it’s on my list”. because, well frankly just about everything is on one list or another. I’m doing much better at just doing what he asks of me right then and there, or at least bumping it to the top of the list.
Last week I wrote out my lists a bit differently, this week I follow the same ‘game plan’ just don’t write it out. I wrote out IN order what I was to do that day. I didn’t write out caring for the kids as I did that in there as well however I wanted to try to establish a routine that works.
This is how my mornings look ~ wake, crawl out of bed use the washroom, brush my teeth/hair put on D.O., get dressed, put pj’s away (under pillow), make bed. Empty dishwasher while making breakfast, eat, clear table. Put load of laundry to wash, Bible devotions with cup of coffee. Change laundry over. do exercises (on days I don’t have daycare kids). That’s the morning routine, I didn’t include all the kid stuff in there but believe me it’s ‘there’. That takes us to roughly snack time depending on when we got started. So while the kids snack I read 2 stories to them, from Joy’s preschool curriculum. I clean as I go so that the main living area maintains a certain level of clean. I’m back to following Flylady as well. Every chance I get I head into our bedroom and spend 15minutes purging, cleaning, organizing. If we decide to play downstairs I take 15minutes to do the same in our office area. I think I’m doing good!
This morning things are going to be a bit different as Jacob just had an explosion so the kids will get their baths. He’s just finishing breakfast.
Hope your January is a productive one ~ or relaxing whatever it is YOU wish it to be.
I leave you with one last thought, a friend and I were chatting about this ~ Everything you do, or don’t do it’s not a matter of having enough time, it’s a matter of what’s priority to you. If it’s a priority you’ll get it done.

Names

I’ve had a number of posts brewing in my mind.. I just don’t have time right now to post them.
That being said I thought (for fun) I’d share our ‘other’ baby names. We have decided we are done growing our family (unless the Lord decides to surprise us), so I figure it’s safe to share our names.

Originally we figured we would have 4-5kids (I was aiming for 5). We figured this was the order they would arrive and their names would be as follows~
Gideon Hugh
Ethan David
Joy Jubilee
Natalia Margaret
Jacob Schluter

That’s right. Then low and behold we had a girl first! We went back and forth on naming her Joy or Natalia. The deciding factor? Orlund kept saying Natalie not Natalia ~ BIG difference to me! So Joy it was.

We got pregnant again, So we reviewed the names.
boy~ Isaac Hugh
girl ~ Olivia Margaret
those are our middle names so wanted to pass them along. We had Olivia.

Pregnancy #3. Time to review again.
boy~ Jacob Hugh
girl ~ Lucy Jean
Jacob won. LOL. Lucy was the first girl name that Orlund had come up with. I still LOVE that name and sometimes wish we could have another girl so I could have my little Lucy. Maybe we’ll have to use it for a pets name?

There you have it! All the changes and thoughts along the way. We had originally wanted to name our kids with easy to say/spell names that were NOT the most popular. Orlund is always having to pronounce his name and spell it for people, so he didn’t want that for the kids. And I always had 3+ other girls with the same name in my class growing up, didn’t want that either…. turns out Olivia and Jacob are BOTH top of the list, guess Joy is the only one that completely stuck to the ‘rules’.

What were other names you had picked out for your kids?

My Blessings

scream?

Do you ever just feel like screaming? not atย  anyone or anything, just screaming at the top of your lungs letting go of your frustrations? That’s what I feel like doing today, actually I kind of did do it already (oops). I also wish I could curl up with a giant bowl of chocolate ice cream, watch some action romance movie, cry my eyes out, not gain weight and then have a good solid nights sleep……………………………………………..perhaps in another 2 years…. as for now I get to try and manage a moody 4year old, a test my limits teething 2year old and a ‘I feel like fussing’ 5month old. Have a husband working 2 jobs (they need him) so hardly see him, a house I can’t seem to get under control, a fish tank needing a good cleaning, shall I go on? nah, I think that’s enough complaining… time to get out of this funk!

Finally a mom

Last night as Orlund was brushing the girls teeth I was examining how their play dresses were constructed. I sewed Joy a dress, a Cinderella dress, it ended up being easier than I thought. That got my creative juices flowing. I have all this wonderful material to use just need to figure out what I want to make with it. Back to looking at how the play dresses were constructed, Orlund turns to me and say’s “you’re finally a mom”, I looked at him and replied “what?”,
“well you are all into sewing, and cooking and all that stuff”.
“I think I became a mom a long time ago honey”
“well, yeah… ummm” *foot in mouth pause*”you know what I mean… I mean…..”
“you mean I’m finally becoming an ‘all out mom’?”
“Yeah, that’s it!” *saved by the wife sigh*

I know what he’s saying. I’ve really started to enjoy doing ‘mom’ things. I’m trying to play and be more involved with the kids (not that I haven’t been but just stepping it up some). I’m trying to have the house clean everyday. I’m trying to get us outside more. I’m sewing. I’m crafting. I’m enjoying it. Orlund suggested that I stop trying to do the kids scrapbooks because I can do scrapbooking whenever, when they are older. But I wont be able to sew them clothes, play or craft with them forever so why not do those things now. It’s given me a new sense of freedom. Before, whenever I’d start a new project Orlund would remind me/tease me about not completing the scrapbooks. But now, now that he suggested not to, I feel free to pursue the other interests. Now if I could get Jacob to stop waking every 45min-hour at night so I could have the energy to do all this fun stuff!

change of plans

For weeks one of Orlund’s coworkers/friends wanted to get together with us to teach me how to sew ballet body suits for the girls (her daughter is in gymnastics). We had finally agreed to go to her house Sunday afternoon, the men would watch the kids while we tackled the outfits. Orlund called me Thursday (or Friday) to ask if it would be alright if she came over here instead. Sure I said. SURE! Orlund figured we could sew at the dining room table therefore I wouldn’t need to clean out the office ~ however we have a bar height table. Which means you can’t sew there because you can’t reach the floor to use the pedal! My desk is not quite big enough to be cutting patterns on. That’s right I needed to clean the entire house, the office thru to the dining room (which is our entire house).

Our weekend was spent cleaning the house between kids/nursing etc. But we did it!! sure I would have liked to have been able to scrub some stuff down more but it was clean enough…..now to keep it up!

Orlund is starting to purge/sort his things and I can’t wait until I’m able to start doing that again. Right now though my time is spent with the 3 kids and that’s about it!

I’m happy our house is clean, and am excited to try and keep it that way.

oh, and the outfits we sewed turned out awesome! I’ll have to post some pics once Orlund gets the photo’s off his camera.