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Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Updates

Thinking back about my post on the election, boy how right I was, LOL....But now I need to post about the going ons in our little neck of the woods......

We moved back to Oklahoma in July.....Awesomeness.....Yes that is a word, don't argue with it, hehehe (Aunt Judi that was directed to you :D, Love ya) So happy to be back on sooner soil and apparently so are the kids....We got progress reports yesterday.....Alyssa is in the 6th grade now and loving every minute of it...She has 2 A's, 3 B's and a C and even that C is a high C, her B's are 1 or 2 points from an A....And better yet she is completely mainstreamed..She is also in Band and taking Clarinet....She practices every night and is actually getting good at it and has passed her class mates on.....Here is the bad about her......On Sunday the 9th while Grandma was here, she fell off Dream Catcher...Shadow being the butt he is started acting out because he wasn't being messed with.....He bumped into Dream as Alyssa was climbing on top of her and she lost her balance coming right back off before she was even settled on her back.....Landing on her neck/back funny....We called the ambulance and she was taken to Claremore where they did a CT scan, it showed that she has fractured T 3, 4, and 5.......We go to the ortho dr tomorrow.....She missed most of last week because of it, Poor girl tried to go on tuesday and was completely worn out when she got home...She has to have a pillow behind her back and the bus is not exactly the most comfortable place for her...But I have faith that she is healing as she has slowed down complaining of her back hurting.....I did make her use her back muscles to bend over......Using my nursing knowledge I thought it was best she stretch them by bending but not picking anything up.......She seems to be tolerating it well....She also is out of gym until further notice which actually has her upset, she loves gym......They are running the track and she is enjoying the running......Now on to Joshua....He is a handful but is a very remarkable kiddo....Full of life and can't wait for wrestling to start again...He is so excited to be back here and doing the wrestling that he knows.....Austin will be joining on the fun this year....Yikes 2 boys in wrestling is going to be dividing this house....Which means Dad and I will divide and conquer once again....One of us will have the 3 yr old hurricane and the other will have the 2 yr old tornado....They are still at their finest....Ornery little stinkers.....I have a parent teacher conference with Joshua's teacher tomorrow evening so I'm hoping that he is doing fine as Austin's teacher isn't requesting a conference with me but then again I have sent everything I have on Austin's testing and spoke with her before school even started about Austin and his "plans" LOL.....She knows his little escapades...Hehehe Other than both Joshua and Austin have bad allergies....Something that Joshua has never had to deal with.....ChiAnne is being a normal 2 yr old.....Love her personallity but yet she is a handful at the same time....We had her eval done recently and she has completely caught up and passed all her age range goals.....Most are at 3 1/2, she won't be 3 til Feburary.....Then for 2 months and 2 days I will have 2-3 yr olds.....I saved the best for last.....Jace Andrew Lane......Omgosh this boy knows no fear whatsoever...He is a handful....He never slows down which is why I have nicknamed him the 3 yr old hurricane......he started therapy again this past monday, while he wanted nothing to do with speech he did warm up to the OT just fine.....He is still severly delayed in both areas and will continue to get services for awhile to come.....As of now he is getting them threw the school district here in Chelsea but there is a possibility that he will be transferred to project Keep in Claremore to help with therapies depending on how they assess his delays..We also have contacted someone to have him evaluated for aspergers/autism....I do not think he has autism but I do think he has something else going on besides just being a preemie.....But this is the first step in the road to figuring out his quirks and how to help him...He will be having surgery again on the 28th.....He is having his tonsils out and tubes put back in (our 3rd set) we have gotten his allergies under control but he is still having seasonal allergies and with the rain we have had recently, the trees and the grasses are confused and they are pollenating....YIKES.....Ok so I think that sums up our little ole family in a nutshell ok, well ok maybe a chapter, LOL...but either way there it is........ 

Thursday, August 23, 2012

The election

Normally I don't get to involved with politics....I vote on my beliefs and the subject matter at hand but up early this morning because of the dang tree company sitting off Terah (tried going back to bed after getting the kids off to school and didn't succeed) So anyways I was watching CBS this morning and they were interviewing T. Boone Pickens.....This man is an awe inspiring wise man even if he is an OSU cowboy.....Listening to him speak always gets me to thinking and today I decided what the hell he needs to become president then maybe we would get somewhere.....He brought up the fact that last year the oil industry in the US bumped up production by over 10 billion barrels of oil, so much so that they are talking about exporting it but yet gas prices are still at 3.50 a gallon or better...I see an issue with this......Come on, lets be dependent on ourselves not some small foreign country who gets picked on so big brother has to step in and end up seperating our troops from their families for months at a time....How many of our troops have to die overseas in order for our country to realize that we don't need them and their oil, we got enough right here at home.....Which then lead me to think about the upcoming election.....A wise friend of mine said "I'm neither ass nor elephant, I'm about the topics" I agree with her on that.....You know does it really matter how much money one made last year or the year before that or 10 yrs before that??....Does it really matter if you worship the same God that I do?? What matters is America needs jobs, People are loosing their homes left and right, Families are struggling to make ends meet and put food on the table and it shouldn't be like this....Ok so social security is going broke, how about fixing it the right way not a bandaid fix til who knows when......Don't like the Gas prices, how about using some more of the oil that is in storage and upping production, oh wait that would mean we would be less dependent on the small countries that we are playing big brother to......Does it really matter what a person has done in the past??  People are human and they do make mistakes as long as they can admit that they made that mistake...Medicaid/Medicare not working, well its not working because the government is always putting its hand in it and cutting the budget...Taking money from this program to fund that program....Sit one budget and stick to it....Prepare to increase said budget every year....Admit when you make a mistake.....Own it and move on, its not that big of a deal....But above all support our military...They are the reason I can write this post without backlash...they fought our freedom over the last 3 centuries, how about we honor them.......Give them what they need to get better...Help them live a healthy, fulfilling productive life.......And help their families to support them and adjust to their injuries, weither physical or mental....Don't look down on them with pitty because of their injuires......They knew when they signed on the doted line what they were signing and why they were signing, they were willing to sign it just so you and I could have our freedom of speech....Secondly if you come to our country, learn our language, acknowledge our beliefs and customs even if they seem strange to you...You came here, we should not have to learn your language, change our pledge to take God out of it or adjust anything just because you don't like it.....While I haven't decided who I am voting for I do know this...the mudslinging needs to stop.....Like I said before, you make mistakes, you learn from them and then you move on....If some guy is doing a good deed, let them into your country, its not as if he is moving there.......And for heaven sakes if you don't like who is in office or running for office, run for yourself....Good luck to all the canidates this year......You are going to work hard at getting back in my good graces.....But for once can there be a meaningful race and no mudslinging about who did what in his past.....Or turn the government over to a mom who knows how to budget or to T. Boone Pickens....This probably doesn't make any sense but I don't care, it made sense to me and I thank the military for making my country free so I can feel comfortable posting it.......

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Meeting another large family

We got to meet a wonderful large family today thanks to Freecycle......Her name is Michelle and she has 5 kids with a 6th one on the way....Finally someone in this state that went out of their way to show some kindness....Thanks for coming out Michelle (she told me she read my blog, lol) You are more than welcome to come out anytime while we are still here.......Bad weather is moving in as well so I must close this post and cook supper, you know the joys of a mom.....I have hambuger out but nothing else decided so I guess  I had better get busy.....

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday Clayton Matthew!!! Wishing you many, many more and that you are safe and sound!! Til we meet again, I love you!!!! Your mom

Monday, May 21, 2012

I want to apologize in advance if this seems to ramble on or if it doesn't make sense....I really hope that this can explain somewhat of who I am and how this shaped my life as a mom......


May 21st, 1993 after 26 hrs and 8 mins of labor at 8:08 a.m. I gave birth to a beautiful bundle of joy..I was 17 yrs old and a senior in high school at North High......All threw my pregnancy I had been told I was having girl, so imagine my surprise when he was born a boy.  I had no girl clothes, I had only one outfit that I had was a boy outfit wasn't even a boys, it was a gender neutral outfit.  So my momma went out and bought me all sorts of stuff plus the church gathered tons of clothes for him....he was born on friday by sunday I needed absolutely nothing......But I struggled being a teenager and a mom, I struggled with being responsible to take care of him.  I was a senior in high school, I had spent my junior year in foster care due to the sexual abuse that I ahd suffered at the hands of my ex stepfather...I also suffered from cultural shock...I had grown up in a little bitty town called Elk City....A shocking population of just under 500...yes you read that right.......My high school was Elk Valley High, the school district Elk Valley had been my home all but 2 yrs....I wasn't popular in school at all infact I was the one who was always bullied, always made fun of...I was a loner....I didn't make great grades but I didn't make poor grades either....There were 13 kids in my class including me...so you can imagine my surprise when my mom applied to Wichita State university to the Nursing program and was accepted, not only that she was accepted, she decided to move to Wichita and accepted....I chose to look at this move as a fresh start for me....My mom came up at the beginning of summer to work, I chose to go live with my grandma and work at the drive in but Grandma is a very difficult person to live with so shortly thereafter I moved up to Wichita with my momma....At first we lived in a house in Bel Aire with lots of roommates......then it was found out that the lady mom was paying rent to was embellezing money and wasn't paying rent...Oh geez so then we all had to move, we then moved over on Volutia,not a very safe neighborhood during this time I also lost my Great-Grandma right before my 16th birthday.....The neighborhood that we lived in on Volutia had us in the Wichita East High school district....Its also where I met my first boyfriend here in Wichita (Jamie Green), I met several different friends, it was also where I finally got the courage to tell the right people about the abuse that was accuring at the hands of my step-father, they asked me about my brothers, I made sure they stayed where they were at but I was placed in to a foster home...I spent all of my junior year in susana wesley girls home...I also went to Heights high...I met several different people there including Shawna Kinsey who quickly became my best friend...We were inseperable all threw my school year..Back when I went to East I had mdet Marty, I had a crush on Marty well somewhere along that he introduced me to Bryan Eugene Scott (his birthday if I remember correctly his birthday is in June......We hit it off but didn't....We messed around, I ran away from the girls home and joined him....Somewhere along the way I got drunk....I spent a week with Shawna..I had suspected I was pregnant durning this time.......I never did test, just suspected it.....I finally decided that I needed to go home...I met with my Aunt and made arrangements to meet with the police to take me back to the girls home but my social worker decided I could go home instead...So home I went.  I was home several weeks before I found out I had a yeast infection, one night while I was actually treating that said yeast infection my mom asked me when my last period was....I knew when it had been, it was while I had been in Colorado durning my birthday week...over the next few days I met with several people and scheduled an appt to go to the pregnancy crisis center....I got the answer I knew was coming, I was indeed pregnant....I was due in May.....By this time it was october....I had been back to court, was placed back in my mom's custody (she had divorced by then) I went into the pregnancy knewing that I would never give this baby up for adoption.  I also went and told Bryan I was pregnant....He said oh it can't be a girl, I don't make girls...I was also continuing on with my senior year, I was only going a half day as I had that many credits, that little work..I had my first scare at about 10 weeks when I started bleeding, I was babysitting my brothers and cousins, my mom and Aunt was out at the bar drinking and I thought I was dying.....Luckily I wasn't but I had made up my mind that I was keeping him....We moved right after christmas to a bigger house....Sometime around spring break I received a letter from a couple whom my Aunt had toldthem about me......They offered to adopt my child...I really did consider the couple to adopt him (at the time it was still a her) during this time I had had several u/s and they all said that he was a girl....Everything I bought was for a girl, all things pointed to a girl....A week before I was induced to have him, my mom's boyfriend, convinced me that I should really pick out a boy's name...I told him he was nuts, the ultrasounds had all said it was a girl...Tim says please just to please me pick out a boy's name......So I reluctantly gave in and said the first name that popped into my head which happened to be an old high school friend of mine to just satisfy him, little did I know I would actually be using that name just a short time later....That following sunday I took a shower, got out of the shower and a trickle went down my leg....My mom rushed home and took me in (I thought my water had broken) According to them it hadn't.......So I went threw the motions of school the following week.....I was so miserable and uncomfortable but who isn't the week before their due date their due date.....Sitting with mom playing acey ducy I had a hell of a contraction but then it went away...So I shrugged it off and mom told me to go lay down and take a nap, relax a bit.....I did but nothing happened or at least I thought nothing had happened......Monday rolls around, I'm finishing up my finals as well as mom is finishing up hers (she was graduating nursing school)That Sunday I relaxed but couldn't get comfortable....Monday I had school, tuesday again the same thing......Wednesday I had my drs appt and an u/s..During that u/s it was noted that I had no water....which was the cause of his slower movements, they checked me I was dialated a one and I was sent home....Again they checked the money shot and he was a she!! I get home, take a nap and get up to cook supper and help mom with the boys when I get a phone call saying that they were inducing me in the morning...Finally an end in sight.....but that's where the problems began....Mom had to be in school in the morning so I called my parenting coach and she took me and dropped me off, that was thursday morning..I get there, get hooked up and I'm contracting...I couldn't feel it nor were they causing much change...they were just making me uncomfortable.....So up comes the pitocin and I'm on it for hourse upon hours....Finally around 1 I caved in and asked for the epi....Relief was instantaniously thou I wish I could say it lasted but it didn't, they came back in and tried to adjust it, gave me a bolus they also tried to give me a shot to help, nothing worked.....Around midnight I was a 7...And mom needed to go home and get some rest as she had finals again the next day.....She told me that she was just a phone call away that she was going to go home and get some sleep and check on the boys and be back in about 2 hrs..They came back in and checked me and I was still at a 7, they wanted to discuss c/s..I went off on them and told them they were nuts....they went out to call my mom (I was still techinally a minor) I was on the phone calling mom..I told her that they were wanting to do a c/s but I didn't wnat it..She said I'm on my way.....Right as she said that the hospital called in and my mom said look, she is old enough to get pg, she is old enough to make a decision about having a c/s....So she got up there and by that time which was around 5, I was at an 8...By 6:30 I ws complete...So off to the delivery room we go.....I'm in there and at first I can't get the hang of pushing...then I got it....OMG, it felt so good to push but that crazy nurse said oh no hold it, I need a dr in here......So she calls a dr in, I pushed for him........He says oh no you have a bit before you are going to deliver....And left the room, the nurse called him back in with the same results and then again she called him back and this time, he said look she has a cone head..don't call me, I will call you....So my mom who was still holding my hand, started moving down into place and the nurse was no the phone to the supervisor when Renee walked in...Renee had stopped my preterm labor and I loved her.....I have never seen such a look of relief come over my mom's face, the nurse slammed down the phone..Renee says I hear we have a conehead, mom says oh no we don't.....She says go ahead and push for me.....she had one glove on, his head popped completely out.....She is yelling at me to quit pushing (my body is doing what it wants) so the nurse helps her get the other glove on and out comes the rest of his body.....They were not ready for him....I didn't hear him cry until he was approx 5 mins old, the look on their faces, my mom was crying......Renee was still working on me..I kept asking what was wrong......No one wanted to say anything....his apgars were 3 at 1 min......They eventually got him stable enough for me to get a look at him and off to the nursery he went and I went to recovery, eventually he was brought to me in recovery....After the tramatic birth, he did develope wet lung (I thik its a mild name for pneumonia..I was released on saturday, he was released before church on sunday.....I stayed home til I was 18 but things had changed between mom and I years...We fought constantly, couldn't get along and then we got evicted from our house and she wouldn't even help me find a place, she didn't care where Clayton and I went so I left and went back to Independance......We left when he was not quite 3 mths old...I was young and immature....I met Kenny when I got here...I thought I was in love....Kenny had a past, one that no one would be proud of.....But I knew him, he wouldn't do anything that he had been accused of.......I also had no place to stay so I went to SRS and asked for help to find a place.....So because I asked for help, they wanted to come in to my home and check my house once a week.....I never had Clayton there.....On November 8th, they showed up and took custody of him, he was 5 mths old...I got to visit him for awhile and then I made some bad choices and ended up in jail for my step-sister's mistakes and spent several weeks in jail.....And when I got out they had made the decision to sever my rights and have someone else adopt him......For awhile, my mom and step-dad wanted to but then they ran out of money....Then my Aunt had offer but her letter never made it to me.....I finally gave up the fight....They won...I lost my son shortly before he was 2......I did all the parenting classes that they asked of me and then some, I moved to a safer place, I had done everything but then I took the rap for my sister and went to jail for over 2 wks....I never got to see him, I never got to hold him...My family was broken hearted, my life destroyed....My little boy was gone.......I have spent the last 17 yrs trying to find him and to correct a wrong doing...I had held out hope that once he turned 18, that I would find him......that has not been the case.....So many of you have asked why he doesn't live with me so here are a few as I remember them.....I do mean its been 17 years since I held my boy to my bossom....to whisper that I love him in his ear....To tell him that he was wanted....So every year on his birthday, I go out under the stars and tell them to please keep an eye on my son and keep him safe til he can meet me.....I also ask the angels that have passed on that knew him to keep him safe......This year I asked that of my ex, Kenny, my grandmother who did some things I don't appricate but this is one way she can help make it up to me, to my step-dad J.d. to my Dad Bob and several other people who are up there....

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Happy 3rd birthday Jace

Jace turned 3 on friday the 13th.....I jokingly say he is my hurricane....This child keeps me hoping......He has no fear of anything, his speech is coming along and he is excited to be starting therapy with the school this week....Its been a rocky rollar coaster with him but its one that I have loved being on but am ready for him to slow down just a bit and let momma have a chance to catch her breath....


He shared his birthday with an amazing lady....Granny..He was born on her  87th birthday and she passed away 2 yrs later on her 89th birthday so it would have been her 90th....I have decided after much soul searching he will know what an amazing lady she was and will always know what her greatest birthday gift was (those are her words, not mine) she will never be forgotten.........Granny we love and miss you......You always knew how to calm my heart and soul and I wish I could talk to you right now as you would know what to say and how to make me laugh......

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Life has gotten away from us again

I haven't blogged in ages...Having 5 very active kids at home keeps us a hoppin as if you didn't already know that, LOL....Since I last posted ChiAnne has turned 2...Kent has turned 49....Spring break has come and gone....Alyssa has her braces off and is doing good with followups...She actually got them off 6 1/2 mths early because it was causing issues with her gums....Gums are already back to size but still have a bit of redness to them....but the new dentist here in kansas is quite pleased with them.....Chi spent 4 days in the hospital due to pneumonia...Poor baby was so sick and I was so scared....I took her over to Herington which is where the kids' dr is and the hospital when checking her O2 sats they were down to 84...Not good after my summer episode..They couldn't get it up so they transferred us by ambulance to Salina Reginal....I really don't care for the hospital but they did good with her....She is so active that she pulled out her iv 4 difference times...finally after the 4th time they agreed to leave it out...And she came home 2 days later.....Ornery little girl.....Joshua did flag football and started wrestling but ended up not liking it because he knows a different style...He is a force to be reckoned with when he has an opponant that actually can wrestle his way....I really hope he will pick back up next year....As a wrestling mom it has been a fun season but yet a heart breaking season....Jace is Jace....Lord have mercy if this kid makes it til he is 5 it will be a miracle.....We live on a very busy highway, which I hate, but he makes it out the door and straight to the highway he goes....I can't turn my back for a minute with them two...He has had his transistion meeting for the school and the school will be taking over his therapy...He will still continue to get speech therapy but will be adding 2 more therapist...He needs to improve his fine motor skills and one more....I can't remember it, just know he is going to get it, LOL...He is also on an IEP...Some of the testing that they did indicates that he has ADHD (oh gee, like I didn't know that but I really didn't want to hear that) having 3 kids with ADHD is not fun....He did pass some of his allergy tests...but he tested positive for brewer's yeast/yeast so he can not have apple juice, breads, beer (as if a 2 yr old will be drinking) grapes anything that can ferment is a no no for him.....They are considering on rerunning blood work next month....The last time we ran blood work was when he was 1 (2010) and it showed a comprimised immune system but no significant allergies....so it really is time to repeat those tests....He is experiancing a whole bunch of atopic dermatitus...We have dealt with this since he was about 6 mths old so its nothing new but it is causing more work for momma....I have to give him a bath every night, rub the areas with aquafor and a cream (that our insurance didn't cover, working on that so for now we have samples) and then wet socks...It hasn't showed any improvements but we just started this to....He is also on a new antibotic that required a preautherization with the insurance company, still haven't gotten it, thankfully he isn't that sick....We just can't get rid of the ear infections and sinus issues but I have a feeling we will have this for awhile...Welcome to the wonderful world of dealing with a child with allergies to the unknown...the school district is pushing me to put him in head start and while I see the benefit I'm not sure I'm going for it....First of all it is 30 miles one way on a bus at about 7:15 in the morning and then he wouldn't get home til about 3:30 in the afternoon.....Um so that is 60 miles round trip for a 3 yr old on a bus....They keep pushing me to meet the bus driver...It really has nothing to do with the bus driver, it has to do with the distance that he will have to travel.....I can promise that he will be sleeping both ways...and then will be a bear to deal with when he gets home...Maybe if it wasn't 5 days a week I could see it but it is....
Alyssa is her loving old self, not...We have had major changes in her medicines...they put her on a patch for her ADHD meds...It has really seemed to help at school but not at home....We also stopped her celexa but now we don't have her seeing a dr because hers is no longer seeing patients...GGGGRRRR just when we are starting to get somewhere.....She is still seeing her therapist....Still not cleaning her room....still being Alyssa.....


Moving to Kansas hasn't been all that honky dorey...I'm ready to go home...First of all the kids hate it here and are making it well known...I live not that far from family and I hardly see them....Mom is the only one who bothers calling me or seeing me...My brother well he is my brother thats all I can say....My other brother is back in jail...seriously that is his home away from home....The younger brother is still down towards home (he happens to be the smart one, LOL) or should we say the youngest one is the smart one....He is living with the most amazing woman....I love her, we didn't really start out on the right foot but we have talked since then and have really gotten to know her....And she is awesome.....She also has 3 kids....1 girl and 2 boys.....but the awesome news is they are having a baby girl!!!  I'm so excited to have a niece...Well she isn't close enough for me to spoil....But thats ok.....I will be spoiling her from afar, LOL.....
Mom~I have been spending at least once a month at mom's house...doing the books for the storage units...Kent doing her honey do list along with Bobby....Just really trying to help her keep it together thou I'm not sure we are really doing a good job of it....She is still having an issue with her leg...I know she is tired of dealing with it but it is what it is and it will heal when it needs to....I just can't believe it went from a small scratch to what it looks like now...


OK back to kansas...the people are just plain rude here,they don't wave, they don't use their turn signals, they are just downright rotten here....I'm ready to move back to oklahoma where the people wave as you pass them down the road, the schools are not pain in the butts....and everyone knows everyone and there is nothing wrong with a new family moving in....OK so thats all in a nutshell....

April 4th, 2012

6 years ago today I gave birth to my 3rd son...Austin James Levi...9lbs 0.6oz of pure orneriness....today he had school and was so excited that his birthday was during the week but because one of his classmates had a birthday tomorrow, they brought their cupcakes today and then tomorrow they have their easter party and then no school on friday so we are going to celebrate his birthday on monday with cupcakes and capri suns......We didn't do anything special for it other than just us....I made him a homemade chocolate cake (his choice) not so sure on the recipe...Easy enough to do but a little on the dry side.....Happy, Happy Birthday Austin, Mommy loves you!!!