Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Merry Christmas...a week late

What a couple weeks it's been in my world 
2 wks ago I was on my way to the bank for work and slid in the slush...fell hard and am still recovering

Then last Saturday we were hit with an ice storm ...bad. Actually I can't complain. We were very lucky campsites to most people. We did get about 6-8" of freezing rain but we only lost our hydro for about 3 hours (there are still some people in my area who haven't had theirs restored). Then there's Christmas...it was such a good day! 

We were all spoiled this year (even me!) everyone received everything they asked for (due to very short lists of request).

The older 2 boys were estatic to reciever te 3DS systems and games, Alex also got his Pekachu(sp??? Pokemon charactor), Dalton received more Lego them he can handle, and Nathan received his Spider-Man and gold fish!

Boxing Day was an event...which is a post in its self!

The boys didn't see or hear from their father over the holiday. I asked them Christmas morning if they would like to call him and they said "no, he knows where we are and how to contact us"

Breaks my heart that at 11,8,3 they have to be this way when it comes to him but it's for the best. He has let them down way to many time and this was just another one. 

So over all Christmas was an amazing day, spent with those we love! 


Thursday, December 12, 2013

Exhausted!

Thats how I feel in this freezing cold night! We have had a drastic drop in tempature this week and it's kicking my BUTT! 2 things about me....I don't deal with extreme weather issues...I hate to be hot and sweaty and my body fights the cold Ontario winters as much as a toddle who missed nap time. My entire body is sore, my head is pounding (please storm hold off 1 more day) and my brain is on over drive. 

Monday I had my quick meeting with the principal followed by a trip to the city for my information session for WLS (weight lose surgery). I have decide if approved I will go threw with this. I have done lots and lots of research and I'm ready. 

Tuesday, should have been a quite day but instead I had all my normal errands to run that I didn't do this weekend (with a 3 yr old in tow that was more uncooperative then a cat in water 😝)

Wednsday, yet another quick trip to Walmart to pick up Xmas items I forgot the day before that had to be to my imbroterier before her cut off date. That was if course AFTER my kids were kicked off the bus for arguing with each other. 
Dalton is still a total mess with everything that happen last week. He's not sleeping, he cries at the drop if a hat, he's arguing and fighting with EVERYONE. I just want to scream but know that's not going to solve anything. 
Then I get a call from the court house the judge has signed off on our case!!!!!
However they needed to forward our informtion to the family Responsiblity office (FRO). So after a lengthily conversation with the "wonderfully helpful" (insert sarcasm) I end up running BACK into town to give them the information they wanted but didn't need cause we already withdrew from their services (they are a company the deals with child support when a parent stops payin or falls behind). Came home and started painting an order my mother put in for Christmas while dealing with that wonderful 3 yr old (his attidute was even worse then Tuesday). Then we had our last Kinark group (for fear busters). After Dalton did complete his assignment last week it was decided he would not graduate the program....or so I thought??? To my surprise as I was looking in his envelope they gave him his diploma??? When I asked why?...."he deminstrated role play during class"....PARDON??? I have been tell this child all week he want graduating, we did a bust plan in anticipation and you go ahead and let him??? Way to reinforce his behaviour!

Thursday I worked the office. I just got to work and my phone rings...it's the school calling (again). Dalton was sent to the office cause he was coughing...seriously?!?!
So I now have to text my boss tell him I have to run and pick him up an bring him to the office with me. Thankfully my boss completely understands and because I really work out of their house dalton being at work with me isn't the end if the world. We were done work early which gave me a chance to do some running around before picking Nathan up!!!! 
I grabbed pizza for dinner. Got home and felt like I had been hit by a truck. My head was pounding, my guts were turning. Thursday is also suppose to be Cub night, however after Nathan flooded my bathroom (were talking water coming out the bowl and the tank kind of flooding) I called and said we wouldn't be there. I wasn't In the mood to go and then deal with Nathan for the 90mins. 

Friday, I went and finished my shopping with my mom. I'm officially done MY shopping for Christmas!!!! Now if only everyone else didn't drop last minute stuff in me to do...cause ya know I'm home all day with only 1 child (yes that was actually did to me). The whole reason I do my shopping early is 1...I can't afford to wait till November to shop and 2....I hate dealing with the rude people shopping lat minute. 

Saturday, I work up to a horrible Winn issue day (I really really wish someone somewhere would figure out what is going on inside if me mad FIX it), Nathan also wet the bed, I had a customer decide to come a day early for her order (which was done but I spend the night at my parents so I had to come home to meet her), my mom took over baking (thankfully cause I could barely stand up) however she apparently has never done it before??? She asked me a million questions to the point I was snapping answers back. How is it a 50 year old woman has never baked cookies or banana bread before...and if she really hadn't ...who the heck tough me how to be?!?!

Sunday, I had to work the hospital and mr Dalton had a birthday party to attend. Which leads me to ask...how much notice do you give for a kids birthday party??? I always have my date and time picked out at least 2-4 wks ahead of time and when we need to send invites it's always 2 weeks before hand. We received our invite to this said party Wednesday??? 4 days notice 2 wks before Christmas...seriously?

And now it's Monday again...this post was started on Thursday night, but put on hold after yet another Nathan issue only to be forgotten about. 

Today hasn't been completely horrible. 
Think my rad may be gone/going in my van (again) or I have a hose loose, I'm leaking fluid and not sure why. I spent 3 hours painting my last order for Christmas only to run pee and have Nathan add his touchs to it....grrrr 
Thankfully it was a beer jug so all I had to do scrap ALL the paint off and start again 😤



Monday, December 9, 2013

Bullying UPDATE

This morning was ROUGH!
Dalton was an emotional wreck, we had 5 melt downs before we left for the bus. I basically had to force him to go to school. As much as I kills me, and as much as I understand why he's having anxiety about going I can't coddle him and allow these fears to stop him (this is exactly what we have been working in for 6wks)

I dropped Nathan off to daycare (which is at the same school), and went in with our donation to the kids Christmas bazaar. 

As I walk threw the door guess who was trying to get out...Yepper Dalton. 

The bus monitor said they couldn't get him off the bus, he was crying and screaming and after 5 minutes with a promise to call me, he did finally get off only if he could wait in the office and not outside in the yard ....Billy wasn't even on the bus today :(

So we waited for announcements to be over and went in to talk with the principal. 
She was really good about it, she talked to Dalton and asked him for details, ask him again if he may have said something to Billy, and then she reassured him that there will be no contact between Billy and  himself or Alex. The yard teacher will be informed, and if Billy comes anywhere near them they will call the principal out to deal with him. 
Small...yes, is it really going to work...probably not. 
This kid is sneaky and sly. But for now, it was enough to ease Dalton into staying at school. 

The principal will send the report to both the officer who works with our school as well as the board and the bus company so everyone is on the same page about what's happening. She is going to speak to the bus drive to see if anything happened on the bus, speak to some of the kids that were seatting near Dalton Friday on the bus and all 3 teachers involved. 

So what's next??? Sadly we will have to sit ideal an HOPE and PRAY nothing else happens. I will continue to teach my children positive ways to deal with bullies, how NOT to be a bully themselves and how to safely help other children who maybe a victim of bulling. 

Can I however add how very proud I am of my 8year old! I said it before and I will continue to praise him, that he DID NOT retaliate! Even though he hasn't graduate from his fear buster program (nor will he this week) he has come leaps and bounds to where he was 6 weeks ago with his temper and his abilities to control his anxiety on the fly!

We will be working on a more concrete BUST plan incase anything happens again but over all he did amazing!!!!

And to the parents of the other little boy who so bravely came forward without being ask....THANK YOU! 
It's parents and kids like yours that lead me to believe we CAN help stop bulling!!!
(as I wipe my tears away)

Friday, December 6, 2013

Bulling ...who should be held responsible?

We have had an on going issue for almost a year now with a child in our neiboroughood. I'm not talking name calling, I'm talking physically attaching not 1 but 2 of my children. 

I know boys will be boys, and teasing in good faith is all part of growning up but when people start verbally and physically assaulting other people (no matter what age) there needs to be consiquences 

The first incident happen this time last year. I received a call from the principal at school that my oldest son has been attacked at recess. It took 2 adults to get a then 8 year old boy off my 10year old son. He was choking him to the point he was gaspin for his breath. 
What happen??? Not much, he got a 1 day suspension and detention for a week. They had to report it to both the school board and the police because if the severity of it. 
Of course because we are dealing with minors and all those lovely privacy laws the principal could not tell me who actually attacked my son. 

From there the minor stuff started. The pushing, hitting punching, jumping on body parts and name calling. Which then escalated into my middle son having his head smashed into the ground by this same child and he then processed to kneel on his head while he threaten him. 
Yes I know at that point I should have called te police. However I also know they legally can't do anything. They won't charge a minor, hell they barely even talk to them. 

In the spring I came home from work to my oldest son crying in his grandmother lap because this same boy kicked him in the privates...hard enough to leave a mark and some swelling. 
At this point for the second time I went to this child house, tried talking to his parents and nothing....I got a 
"Billy why would you do that? You know that hurts. You need to say sorry"
That's it. Nothing more...an hour later this child was outside playing....seriously??? If my child ever pulled something like that id be damned if he would be seeing the light of day for weeks!

Over the summer we avoided the child, if he came over to play the kids told him no or I would say they weren't allowed out. Sadly my children spent a lot of time inside unless we were out of our home. 

Beginning of this school year, we had 2 incidences in the school bus, the bus driver had to report it to the school. The principal (a new one) called me at home to inform me of it. 
I had my IEPeeting my Alex's teacher and I brought this up to her and she said there had been some run ins with the child in the hall as well. Again all reported (according to the teacher). 
So this leads me to tonight's issue
My breaking point!

Alex's comes running into the house, screaming that Billys beating Dalton up with a stick. Thankfully an adult witnessed it and also came over. She said that she seem the entire thing from her window and ran out to stop it. 
She seen Billy run down the road and hide behid someone's shed, as my children's approached he jumped out and started hitting Dalton with the stick. She ran outside and took the stick away from him as he ran to his grandparents house. She went up to the door to inform them of what happen to have the grandfather slam the door on her an say he wanted nothing to do with it. 
She walked Dalton home (grandparents live 3 doors down) and explained everything to me. 
I'm fuming. So mad I'm shaking. The more I stew on it the worse it got. 
The mother show up at my house with Billy and says she not sure what happen but he was hear to appoligise. So I start to explain what happen. She jumps in and says well have you heard Billy's side? No I haven't but go ahead. So she informas me that my children where calling him names...that he's fat and telling your momm joke (as in your momm so fat she....enter punch line here)
I look at my kids and tell them that there is no reason why anyone should ever be called those names or any name. That WE don't make fun of people because we know how that feeling.
Now talking to all 3 kids (cause clearly she wasn't sure what she was doing) I said
"There is no reason what so ever the we ever call people names, hit people, attack people, spit on people or touch other people in a mean way. I'm sick of dealing with all if this. It's been almost a year, the schools involved, the bus drivers involve and I can't be at the bus stop every day to pick the kids up. If you can't get along don't talk to each other. You walk down your side of the street you 2 walk down your own side"
She then proceed to tell me that my child was punching her son backpack a couple weeks ago and that may have started it ???
Why didn't you say something a couple weeks ago? She asked Billy to repeat what he had already told her( to see if it was the same story) and he did with difficulty. 
He accused the children of calling him fat (they denied it) he said they used the your momma joke (which is where dalton lost his cool and started crying) and she had enough gall to say to him
"Well I guess that's another strike in the naught list for Santa!"
Pardon me??? That all you have to say? Your son went and hide behind a shed and jump out and started attacking my son and all you have to say it that??? What the hell is wrong with people????
She then left cause at this point I was going to loose my shit on her. 

So I phoned our local police. There has to be SOMETHING I can do to stop him

I call the local police. Give them all the details. They asked what school the kids attended I told her, she asked for names...gave them as well...once I gave her Billys name she says "isn't constable Smith involved with this case???"
Ummm what case? This is the first time I've reported it to the police...I know the school has but I wasn't aware of an ongoing case???
I explained this didn't happen at school(cause apparently she missed that part). She asked for my address and then I get the....unfortunately I can't help you, you don't live in town. You need to call the OPP. Yep I'm aware, tried them first but its 4pm in a Friday. No ones answering. So I thought I would call the local department to get advice in what I could do. 
She told me exactly what I already knew. You can't charge a minor for an assault charge, both party's are under the age of 12. But continue to report each assault...cause that's what they are... so we can keep an on going file. In the mean time call the OPP report it to them as well. And make sure to keep the school advised. 
Perfect. So at this point im in my room crying. I'm so mad, I'm so pissed, I'm so stressed that all I can do is cry. Literally that's all I can do

So I get myself together I call the OPP and of course once again where I live becomes an issue. I give her my address. Can't find it in the system. I try and explain. While because the dispatch isn't local they don't have a clue about the area. I try over and over and over explain to the point I'm getting pissed off and even said "I'm glad this isn't an emergency cause no one would ever find us". She didn't think I was funny. 
So after 5 straight minutes of giving directions and details. She found the street next to me. I'm like you got it, I live off that street! 
After taking the report said she would pass it along and someone would either call or be out to see us. 

10 minutes later the officer shows up. He was really nice. Talked to me first explained yet again legally you can't charge him then he came in and talked to the kids. Ask them some question and what not. 
I said at one point "I understand kids will be kids, and I'm not saying my kids are perfect and they may well have called him a name but theres NO need for physical violence to happen EVER!
His response
"Word can hurt more then physical attacks"

NO shit...really. I'm well aware that words can hurt. But when both party's are throw words back and forth then someone gets physical that crazy. 

Again my kids are not perfect. They call kids names. They get in trouble for it but again their kids. They do the typical your stupid, you shirts ugly and I won't lie I have heard them call someone fat before. They received punishment each and every single time. And will continue to receive it as long as I live. 

So I try and explain where this other child lives. I'm not sure of the actual address but I have him directions. (It's 2 street over...we live in a 5 street community that like. Giant circle with side streets)
He says he will try find it, have a talk with the child and otherwise there's not much that can be done (again)

So he leaves, I have yet another talk with my children. Remind them yet again we don't call people names, we don't hit, punch, kick, spit, ect, ect, ect

I said to Dalton what joke did he say to you...now before I tell you I will once again explain. Yes I am a large woman and I give my 8 year old credit for not beating the shit out of this child (8wks ago he may not have been so lucky)
Billy said to Dalton
"Your momm so fat she ate your dad and that's why he doesn't live there anymore"
This came out of the mouth of a 9 year old child....seriously????

I'm still in shock. 

I told Dalton I was proud of him for not losing his cool, and told him he know that's not true and he doesn't need to ever explain why or where his dad. It's no one business. 

So as I sit here 3 hours later still in disbelief over what happened, I continue to shake my head. 
At what point does it become the parents responsibly? If I/we can charge a minor with assault, at what point do the police actually step in? Once someone dead? Once my child is hospitalized with injuries???
When do we as parents take responsibity for the actions of our children? Morally or legally???




Monday, November 25, 2013

Surgery update

So today I was suppose to have a scar fixed from the surgery I had in April (to remove cyst from my ovary), I had seen my ob/gyn about a month ago and told him that the one scar was still VERY sore, swollen and mean looking (it should be paper thin but it's actual about a 1/4 wide, bright red and very tender). He looked at it and said he wanted to fix it so it didn't cause any issues down the road. About a week later I had a large lump appear right beside that scar. And when I say large I'm talking like the size if a tennis ball large. I went to my family doctor and ask if it was a hernia (my mom has been battling on going hernias for about 7 years now since having a reconstructive surgey)...he felt the "lump" and said....I'm betting it is, but at this point lets hold off till we hear about the bypass surgery. If your approved they can fix the hernia at the same time" 
So today I went to see the ob/gyn and the nurse instructed me to get ready and I said hold off opening the trays cause I'm not sure this is actually happening. She looked at me puzzled but said "ok" I lay down and the doctor comes in. He asked how I was....blablabla and I said we may have an issue. I explained how the small bump is now a large lump
He pulls the sheet down and says....and I quote "what the hell????"
Yes my normally reserved doctor was in SHOCK. He felt the lump and said yes it's defentaly a hernia and he wasn't going to open me up to fix the scar cause it will only make it worse. 

So in one way I was excited (no surgery ment I didn't have to deal with having a local freezing, like the dentist uses, to have a 1/4 inch wide X 2" long scar cut from my body) but now I'm concerned about having the hernia repaired. Because of the size, instead of being down a day or two, I'm looking more at a 6-8wks recovery. Good news over all is if I'm approved for the bypass then they will do it all in one shot (while I'm knocked out!!!!) 

So now I just need to wait till the 9th to go to orientation to see if I'm a candidate...fingers crossed!!!

P.S. My ex has his manditory information session tomorrow and we have our first court date on Thursday....cause the holidays aren't stressful enough...wish me luck🙏

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Confession time.....

Don't freak out, it's not a HUGE confession. Just wanted to share what's been happening behind the scenes in my world .... And no it's not a man (I've been asked 3 times in the last week if I had one???)

Back in the spring I had a friend who decided to get more information on having gastric bypass surgery. Which got me thinking....is this an option for me? Am I ready to do something serious about my weight?
That answer is ....YES! 
I talked with my doctor back in may and he said he would send in the referral, told me to think long and hard, do my research and wait. Well the longer I've waited for the paperwork to processed the more I've been getting excited about doing this. I've done my research, I have read anything I could get my hands on (good and bad) about the surgery, the diet, the prep work the post op work, the lifestyle change and I'm ready!

Good news....I go Decemeber 9 for my first of many appointments. It's 4 hours long 😯

I have struggled with my weight all my life...I've dieted, I've exercised, dieted again. I've seen doctors, nutrisionist, specialist....nothing worked long term. 
Don't get me wrong ....everything "worked" short term. The most I have ever lost was 60lbs.  That was last year, then I had 2 surgery in 6 months and guess what. It's almost all back in me. 
Even without the surgeries I hit bumps. Big long hurtful bumps. After losing 60lbs  my body (especially my knees) hurt so much I could barely do everyday normal actives. 
I'm not even making this up. I've never been a person to put limits on myself, never would ask for help (even with my aches and pains)....if there was any physical way I could do it myself I would. May regrets it after but I did it (even when my husband was here)
After that weight lose....I could barely move. The gym I went to was upstairs and the though of the pain it took to get up them stairs was horrible. Once up there I was ok ( sort of). I couldn't get up off the floor without a lot of effort (Nathan was 2....do you know how much floor time I should have been having with him)
The day to day tasks killed me. I was on daily pain meds, I was also taking my anexiey and depression medication and I was completely missable. My body hurt every minute of every day. 

Most said to me....you need to work threw the pain you have come so far. All very true, but when you can no longer function as a parent something had to give. 
Even though I have gained back almost all of that weight I did lose, I am now functioning again. 

Is this surgery and easy way out??? I don't believe so...for some maybe. But I'm taking this very seriously. This not only effects me but my children and my family. As a single parent I'm going to need to rely on my parents a lot when the time comes....something I hate to do. I'm looking at a possible week long stay in hospital over and above the normal recovery at home. 
I keep repeating to myself that this is  what I need to do to get myself health for my kids and myself. It's going to be a lot of work but in the end it will all be worth it   
Once I lose the weigh I vow NEVER to be this size again...EVER!
 
Realistically according to my Doctor my goal weight should be 175-180lbs. 
To me that is toooo small. I'm not a small person. I'm 5'11". I would love to be around 200lbs and maintain that weight (giver or take)

The thought that I could ever even be in the 200 (even 299) seems so foreign to me....so unintamable. When I was working work out daily I couldn't get past 340. 

This surgery isn't something I've told many people about (my parents, my niece and my girlfriend that is still considering it herself) I'm not hiding it at all I'm just not broadcasting it either. I realize at some point I will need to tell my ex as well (hopefully he will support me and my choice ) I'm going to need him to step up durning this process (fingers crossed)

I felt it was safe to share this here, I know it's not as taboo as it use to be but there is still a lot of stigma attached to this surgery and we all know how well I deal with stigmas. 

Thanks for listening, my nerves are starting to get the best of me as my appointment approaches (as well as everything else that's happening)   

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Christmas games!!!

I just read a blog that I follow about how this mom organizes her children's Christmas list. We have all done it. A list for Santa, a list for mommy and daddy, grandparents, aunts/uncles....it's exhausting. 
As my extended family has grown and continues to do so as all my cousins are having children we have simplified our gift  exchange 
I tried posting how we do it know on her comment section...three times each which failed (or if they do show up I'm sorry)
So here's how our gift exchange goes!
For the younger kids (for use it's the second cousins...my kids and my cousins kids...were at 13 and counting) we draw names. Each child gets to pick a name at random and we have a $15 limit in theirs...we all have multiple children. 

Now for the adults....we play a gift stealing game!!!! It's a blast and depending on numbers can last hours...warning I mean HOURS. Our record is 3
Each adult that wants to participate buys a $25 gift and wraps it. Can be something you like, something you know someone else will like (Toronto Maple Leaf stuff is a big hit with the guys in our family)
Each person then draws a number (goal is to get a high number!!!)
Person 1 picks any gift (we don't have a tree set up were we play due to space issues) then unwraps that gift. 
Person 2 can eithe steal person 1 gift or open a new gift. 
This continues till everyone has had a turn. 
The only catch is...you can not steal the gift back that was just taken from you (simple right!?!?)

Now as someone who has always had a spouse to play this game with...it's fun when you can team up and get what you want. Hubby can steal for you and you for him. Last year was my first playing alone and it was a lot harder to get that gift I realllllly wanted. They is a lot of laughing, bribing, and bartering but in the end it's so fun. 
Everyone then leave the party with a gift valued and what they bought!

So if your family is looking to save some money and have a little fun I highly suggested trying this game...you won't be disappointed 

Saturday, November 9, 2013

Hello there

It seems like it been forever since I've had the "need" to blog!
As those of you who read this regularly know I started this blog as a type of therapy. A way to vent and get things out when all I want to do is scream and yell. 
So the fact that I don't have to write on a daily bases has to be a good sign...right?!?!

Back in the summer I tried to do the typical blog thing and get have certain think on certain day so that I was posting daily. It was fun, completely unrealistic for my life and I was planning some events in my life around blogs. Completely not me. While I love doing things with my kids and capturing it on film, I hate stagging photos. 

While life isn't completely sun shine and rainbows, the kids are still having major behaviour issues, work is crazy, court sucks ass, co parenting sucks even more...on a day to day bases life good. 

The holidays are coming up, as I've said before the next 8 wks are rough for me but I'm determined to make it threw without let it effect me negatively. 

Next week would have been my 15th anniversary with my ex but instead of dwelling on that I'm celebrating being a home owner for 8 yrs (only 9 more to go and it's paid off!), I'm celebrating the fact even threw everything I've kept my house and made improvements on it since being single. 
I'm going to do a low scale Christmas this year with children ( and family) cause last year I went so over the top it took months to pay it off. I was trying to show them that life wasn't any different now and it was a completely lie. Life had change so much and in good ways and that's what we will celebrate this year instead. 

I'm going to ring in this new year with my children (something I regret not being able to do last year) and we are going to move threw 2014 better then we have in 2013 (which has been 100% better then 2012)....see a pattern???

I'm going to continue to embrace the life I have, continue on my new journey of become the woman I want to be but have always been to scared to do. I'm going to continue to work, show my girly side (where that came from I have no idea??? I'm not normally a make up and jewelry kind of gal but in the last 2-3 mths I never leave home with it) 

I'm going to continue to focus on the good, let the bad slide and count my blessing regularly!!!


Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Well that went better then expected

With my aniexty running wild, I have felt like crap for the last week. As you may remember my ex didn't return the medication our youngest son needs to have prior to visiting his dad (due to a sever allergy to cats). Saturday morning I go and drop the older boys off. It's cold, it's raining and I'm really hoping this just just quick and smooth. 

He pulls in late, again. He sent me a message at 10:30 to ask what time pick up was for??? It's 11am as always, I asked for 2pm so the boys could participate in Apple Day with their cub scouts but he said no. Some how he had it in him phone for noon. But anyways,
He shows up alone (not surprising seeing how he talked to his wife last time she came with him) I tell him the communication book is in Alex's bag and hand him te little baggies of medication the older boys need. He says "oh ya, I'll give Nate his spray as soon as we get home" 
Now the first thought in my head was, if you were that concerned you would have brought the mediction with you so it at least had a chance to kick in???
"He's not here" that's it, that's all I said. Nothing more nothing less
"Um ok" he turns to get in the truck and then says "I think winter is finally here" and drives away????
WTH??? Didn't ask why, didn't ask where he was, nothing ...."um ok" is the only response I get after telling him he wasn't going to see his son for another 2 wks (making it a month total before he would have seen him)
I'm at a lost. I'm glad he didn't make a huge scene, however some kind if reaction to show he does actually cares would have been nice...right?

So then Sunday comes, I send him a message around lunch asking if he was able to drop the kids off to my parents house ?
"I guess so, why what's up?"
He has never asked before when we have changed drop offs, does he figure something up? Does he know whats coming??
I replied that I wasn't sure I would be done work in time so just making sure someone was able to meet him. 
So he shows up...early (see a pattern) comes into the house. We say hi to the boys and ask how their weekend was
"Good"
Now this is where I get pissed, surprisingly at my mom not my ex.
She starts asking question about what they did the minute they walk in the door. And she's not sly about it. She flat out asks the kids question in a way that 1 word answer won't cut it. 
Alex was grounded from the computer and game systems for 1 wk due to behaviour and the fact he threw his brothers glasses at the bus stop Friday morning making it so Dalton missed the bus and we spent 15 minutes in the cold frosted grass looking for them. 
So my mom say to Alex "how much time did you spend on the computer?"
"None" as he looks at his dad, who also says none
"What did your dad say about you throwing dalton glasses?
"I don't remember"
My ex pipes in "I told him not too" Good job buckwheat!!! Way to show the kid who's in charge. 
Now I'm sure this question may have actually thrown him for a loop cause he had the dumbfound look on his face as if to say why are you talking about???
I'm not stupid, not only do I verbally tell him everything that he needs to know I also write in the book so he has no excuse to say he didn't know or doesn't remember me telling him. 

So he leaves, doesn't really say anything to anyone, even the boys (who he now won't see the older ones for a month cause they are going camping in 2 wks with cubs). Doesn't ask for a hug, kiss or anything for Nathan. 

My Dad stops him and says to him as he is handing over an envelop of papers
"Read these, think about them before you make any decisions"

He then turns, say "bye" and walks out 

Hmmmm that went way to smooth??? I was a little concerned on what my night was going to be like. (Thankfully I still haven't heard from him)

My mom then continues to ask the kids questions "what did you do,? what did you eat? Where did you go?"
As she does ever visit and it drives me crazy, yes ive told her... But she doesn't listen. 
Dalton slips up (cause the kids can't lie at all....thankfully, yet) that him and Alex spent the entire weekend in the basement on the computer. 
"Pardon me???" Wanting to make sure I heard him correctly
"Oh crap" he says..."I wasn't suppose to tell you" 
Now I'm pissed off...not only did my son just lie to my face (Alex) so did my ex. He is not only lying about stupid stuff (again) he's teaching the kids to lie to me too. There is nothing about him being in the kids lives right now that is a positive. The lying, the fighting, the arguing, the stress is harming all 3 children (and myself). I'm so bloody sick of it all. 
I've said before I wish he would walk away, and to this day I still mean it. He needs to leave, figure out what it is he wants/needs in life and if at some point he figures out he can be a positive influence in the kids life, by all means come back. No questions asked. 

He's slowing starting to show signs if his old self (and not in a good away)

The next month is going to be long and stressful. I'm going to get Alex back into weekly therapy (something is just off with him and at this point I'm so frustrated with his ever day behaviours I'm at a lose of what to do???) I have a 2hr course to attend prior to our court date, on top of a quick little surgery (more about that later this week) and then court in the 28th. 
Throw in there the fact November-January are hard months already for me (emotionally) I really can't wait for the new year to begin and I can continue to keep moving on, hopefuly with more clarity and understanding!

Thanks for listening to me vent, it was much needed!!!!


Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Well I did it...FINALY

Today I finally went down to the court house and filed all te paperwork to finalize our parenting agreement. I never thought I would have to do this but the crap is just get worse and worse and unfortunately it was my only option to get him to stop. 
Not only am I being forced to medicate my youngest son so that he can visit with his father, but his father isn't responsiable enough to return those said medications. 

So now not only did Nathan have what I would concider a mild asthma attack he night he returned from his dads, he wasnt able to have his nasal spray the 2 day after his visit and as of tomorrow night he won't be able to start his 2 day prior too visit either. 
Were back to normal visits (now that the kids are back in school) so the kids are generally at their dads for 1 night. Nathan's breathing and wheezing has been better. But because he has them for the long weekend they where there almost 3 days. That night Nathan's breathing became laboured to the point had I had his inhalor I would have give him a dose (I don't medicate lightly. It takes a lot for me to actually give it) however it wasn't available and instead of take 3 kids at 3am to the ER, I bundled him up and took him outside in the deck. It was a cool crisp night which made him have to take deep breaths and after about 30 mins he finally started breathing normal again. Was I pissed...you better believe it. I wanted nothing more then to call my ex and freak the hell out. 
But I didn't (👏) 

As it stand right now, Nathan will NOT be going for his visit this weekend. My dad who is normal calm and collective is at the end if his rope. He has been completely neutral threw everything the last 2 years but not anymore. 
My dad is taking Nathan Saturday mornin when I go and drop the older boys off and if my ex has a problem with that he's welcome to go to my parents house and deal with my dad. 
Dad said "he can call the cops if he wants he is NOT taking that kid this weekend cause he's to stupid to take his allergy seriously. If he was a man he would grow up and put his children need and health before his wife's adult children"
And when I say my dad never says shit about anything I'm not joking. My ex has pulled some pretty crappy selfish things in the last 2 years that have effected the child just to be petty, and dads always the one who says "his is coming to him...let it go"

So now not only am I withhold a child (which honestly I don't think he will even care, one less to watch for the visit. The 2 older boys can basically entertain themselves with the computer and game systems) but when he returns them Sunday my dad will be serving him the court papers. Not only does it give him a court date it also informs him he has to attend a 2hr mandatory class prior to our court date. 
So my own aneixty level is running high tonight. I'm proud that I finally followed threw , yet in my heart I worry about what wil happen now that the courts will be involved??? I've never wanted the courts to deside what's best for my children but at this point without legal consequences I can't stop the crap that he keeps pulling. Not saying he will stop doing it but now it's out of my hands (sadly)

Thursday, October 17, 2013

Single mom stigma...

When I first became a single parent I had a hard time admitting it. Every time I was asked to introduce myself I would have the beginning of an anxiety attack and my eyes would well up. In my first year of being a single parent I took a lot of class/course to help myself and my child deal with the transition that were happening in our lives (divorce, autism,parenting children with anxiety, ect). 

Of course with a new course came the question...."what brought you here tonight?, tell us about your situation. Tell us about you children"

All simple question, all easily answered, and I could tell you the answer. However the fact that all eyes in the room would be on me, everyone would've waiting to hear me speak, would ask me question is what brings in the anxiety. 

I'm not ashamed of my situation (I didn't create it), I'm not ashamed of my kids (their issues are not choices) and in all honesty I'm proud if where we all are today compared to where we were less then 2 yrs ago. We have all grown, all learned how to live a new life, all dealt with issues.  Yes we still have growing and learning what to do to finish "fixing" or "tweaking" our lives but we are a work in progress. 

I can play the conversation in my head, over and over again. I can see how people would feel sorry for me, how people could think I'm this weak mother who struggling to stay a float. And I think that's what gets me. 

I'm not weak, I don't want your pity....I want to continue to help my children and myself. 
So when I say:
"I'm Terri, I'm a mom to 3 boys, 11/8/3. I'm here tonight to help my son deal with his anxiety issues. (This course has Dalton participating cause Alex is to old but really the lessons will be shared with both kids) my son suffers from social anxiety, separation anxiety and general anxiety. He is a worrier, big time"

The instructor asked me to describe my home life 

"Well, I work 2 part time job, while juggling raising 3 kids, medical issues and everyday life issues"

"What type of medical issues?"

Of course I can explain them no problem. I'm not ashamed
"My oldest son is a high functioning Autistic, he also has been diagnosed with ADHD, OCD and anxiety, my middle son has anxiety and just an overall attitude, my youngest son has kidney issues, sever multiple food allergies. He was born with some other medical issues that have since corrected themselves but he had a rough start"

"Do you mind sharing what he has over come"

"Ummm no??? (Of course this then takes me back to a part of my life that I haven't dealt with) He was born with low blood sugar, acid reflux/GERD, he had 2 pools of blood on his brain that were causing seizures. When he did finally come home from the hospital he was on multiple medication, multiple times a day as well as an apnea monitor because of the seizures. At 7wks we were at sick kids having his kidney checked out. He currently has blockages and back flow in both of his kidneys"
Of course at this point everyone had "that" look on there face. You know the "oh you poor girl, that's horrible" 

Then come the all stigma question!
"Do you and your husband have lots of support at home to help"  

"No, it's just me, I've been separated from my husband for almost 2 years. I do have the support of family but on a day to day bases it's just me"   

And everyone's face drops, not just the other moms in the room but also the dads that are there too. 

I can see why I get the looks, I can see where they would get the impression that a pity party is what might be needed. BUT it's not 

Yes I struggle with my children on an almost daily bases (most parents do to some degree), no not everyday is bad (thank god!) but on a whole I made each and everyone of those parents thankful for what they were dealing with. Most where 2 parent households, with 1 or maybe 2 children. They only has "issues/concerns" with one child. 

I'm a firm believer your only ever given what you can handle (it the last 3 yrs this has been tested over and over again), I also believe there are so many people who deal with worse things on a daily bases then I do (hell I know people personally that I wouldn't want to trade shoes with, and yet they feel the same with me). 

Even though this is a stigma, this is MY issue! At some point I hope to over come this issue (someday). I was raised in a family where to this day my parents are still married 34 yrs later. their not perfect (in their marriage or parenting) but they have done their best and continue to do their best to raise us. 

And I guess in the end, I will do the same for my boys! I'm not going to be perfect, make all the right choices but I will do the best I can with the information I'm given to prove to these children that I've always and only had their best interests in kind when making my choices in life! And for that one day I hope they are grateful!
Worthier it be single or with a partner in crime (someday....soon! I hope😜)

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

It's a new week....again???

In the past almost 2 years there have been times where I take my life one hour at a time, one day at a time and 1 week at a time. I'm back to my normal self (not sure what last post was all about but I'm over it!) and currently living life!

And can I add, it's going by WAY to quickly! Not only are we in our second week of October, we are less then 3 months to the holiday season (I'm determined to stay strong this year...I promise) and then next thing you know we will be in to the new year???

The old saying is once you have kids time flys and I officially agree??? Where has this year gone?

All thought I don't feel like I've accomplished much this year really I have!
On a whole, I'm in a much better place then I was last year, I'm still working in this single mom thing (some days are harder then it seems...especially lately), I'm now working 2 jobs (exactly what I needed!), I've started doing crafts again and selling them (slowly but they are selling). The boys are good over all, still getting back into school routine, with the addition of Cubs on Thursday night it's taking a little longer then expected. The older boys continue to push each other's buttons....every single day and night. Oh how I wish I had 1 more bedroom in my house so I could separate them...oh how I wish! 

Alex has become a screamer (he's my oldest and is HFA), if something doesn't go his way or someone goes near him he just screams...even if he starts the game/playing first. When he's done he's done and by the screach he lets out the entire neibourghood knows (and I'm not making that up! I'm sure my neibourghs are happy that the cooler weather is here and my windows are closed). I use to think him yelling "mommy,mommy,mommy,mommy" repeatedly with out allowing me to answer was bad but now all I hear is "mom,mom,mom,mom". Gues its a sign that he is in fact growning up :(

Dalton is better over all, I figured out some of the issues he was having was due to the melatonin he was taking (he was sleep walking and peeing in random spots or in bed). I've lowered the dose and it still kept happening. So even though on a regular night he doesn't get enough sleep (he's a bad sleeper always has been...was almost 6 before sleeping threw the night on a semi regular bases) and by 5pm he's exhausted, mouthy, and just a pain to deal with, it's for the best that he's not wandering the house threw out the night! I'm hoping to talk to our doctor next visit for alternatives cause the melatonin was doing wonders for his over all behaviour. 

Nathan is adjusted to daycare (2 days a week) he's know as the class clown and keeps his teacher in stitches with his witty comments (I'm sure not all are appressiated). He loves the structure, the social interaction with his "friends". He's already made 2 "bestie" as he calls them...oh he's going to be fun when he's a teen! In the last month we have been working super duper extra hard at potty training, which is going amazing well (minus the whole pooping on the toilet...he's soooo stubborn) he's even been waking up dry in the morning! Another couple weeks and I can officially be a diaper free momma!!! (Can you feel my excitement?!?!)

Me??? Well let sum it up, LOVE working!!! Don't sleep, can't get my brain to shut off...especially at night? I believe I'm officially ready to start meeting new people (hold in to your hats folks!). I've come to realize that I really am more social then I would have ever imagined ...I truly honestly miss the normal adult interaction I use to have in a daily bases when married?  I miss sharing life experiences with someone who cares and wants to share them with me. 
No it's not going to happen over night (as much as I sometime wish it could) and I still need to get over that whole trust thing, and realize that yes most people out there are just looking for a peice of bum (which koddoes to them) I realy truly am an old school/ fashion girl trying to navigate in a internet based world. 
People don't meet like they use too, well maybe if you still have that large circle if friends (which I don't...all mine are married or with someone and their husbands don't have any friends for me to meet...yes we have asked! Only one said he could but he thinks I deserve much more then his friend could offer...awwww)
So while I say I'm ready, thankfully I still have time to get use to this idea as I explore how dating happens in 2013 (last I date was 1997)

So that a little summary of what been happening in my life! Would love to hear what's happening in yours...my blog is getting out there more now that I understand/use the labels. I even have a new follower (Hi!!!!) 

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Need a hug?!?!

Ever have one of those days where you just need a long strong hug from someone who actually cares about you???

I'm having that type of day. I have no idea why? Over all my day has been good. But I feel like I just need that hug and a good cry to let it all out and move on. 

I'm sick of fighting, I'm sick of dealing with shit, sick of stress, sick I tryin to co parent with an idiot, sick of dealing with potty training, sick of dealin with kids that just don't seem to understand anything they are asked to do!

Why can't life just be simple. Even just for a day? I know its a lot to ask, I know its a lot to expect...but after everything I've been threw in the last 3 yrs don't I deserve some kind of break? 
I'm tired, physical, mentally and emotionally. Even on the days when I do get more then 4 hours of sleep I still feel exhausted. 

Maybe that is the issue...I don't feel like I sleep anymore. Even when I know I do sleep. My dreams are so messed up, so realistic yet so far fetched. I wish I could turn my brain off for 24 hours and hibernate with no outside contact. 
I keep being told it will get better, that it will get easier, things will change. But I've been told this for almost 2 yrs and in all honestly it's getting harder, it's more stress then it's worth, and yes things are changing, my kids are that much older. They are starting to understand what is realy happening, what their father is really like. The one child who is actually excited to go to his dads for a visit is the one that seems not to be wanted there (cause it's to much effort to watch him)

I know I've said life would be easier if he just walked out of their lives and in many ways I still believe that (100%), my stress may not go away if that were to happen however it would be a different type of stress. It wouldn't be the hurt stress that I can't wrap my head around. I don't understand how someone treat their children like this, how someone I've know for 14 yrs can change so much and become a stranger. 

It's to the point that I'm starting to question is it's me that has changed??? I don't think so, and I have some pretty honest people in my life that would step up and say something if I had, but then that leads me to ask...why? Why does he treat me this way? Why does he act like this towards me? He wanted out, I let him go. Sure I asked question (never gotten an answer and never will) but in all reality I have no idea why or how my life for to this point. 

I guess in someways I'm just feeling sorry for myself. It's been almost 2 yrs and I still feel like my world is completely in termal, I'm still fight for my kids, I'm still alone and after 14 yrs of having someone on my life I'm still not use to it???

Again, no idea where this is coming from, no idea why tonight. All I know is I need to get it out and let the tears flow 
Tomorrow is a new day and for that I'm thankfully (I think?!?!)

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Crazy busy couple weeks

We are still getting use to our new routine, back to school has gone well! No issues so far. Daycare is going great for Mr Nathan (2 days a week) and work is amazing! It's nice to have a purpose again other then regular mom stuff. I am now working 2 days a week at the office and 2-3 days a week at the hospital. 
The older boys had their first Cubs meeting last week! Dalton LOVED it, Alex said it was ok but they didn't have any snacks. 

My ex did show up to Nathan's appointment last week, which was good. He kind of tried to challenge the doctor about Nathan cat allergy and the dr put him in his place. Nathan is allergic to the cat protien (who knew) so regardless if the cat is kept in the step daughters room he will still have reactions (which has been obvious since he started taking them overnight) my ex asked about medication and the dr explain that yes he could prescribe medication, explained the side effects and the long term effect and apparently his father is ok with this. I on the other hand think its absolutly rediculas that I now need to medicate my child to have a relationship with his father (my hands are tied till we go to court)
Nathan now needs a nasal spray (remember he is 3) 2 days prior to his visits, the days he's there and 2 days after he comes home. SO that means in order for him to spend 30 hrs with his father he needs to be medicated for 6 days PLUS he also now has an inhalour that he may need to use to help keep his airway open if he starts coughing and wheezing...and yes his father is ok with all of this so that he can keep his 23 yr old step daughter happy...sad/angry doesn't even begin to explain my thoughts on all of this. I have so many thoughts going threw my head that it's almost scary to try and put them into scentises. It inferiates me ever time I have to hold my son down (basically hog tie his and squeeze his checks while I stick a  nosal up his nastral and spray him with a steroid spray) just because he won't stick up for his children and tell her to grow up. 
She's 23 and he's 3....his health and well being is more important then her cat and I don't care what any animal lover says. 
When my ex made the comment she maybe moving out next month the dr says "good! But you realize that it will take 4-5 months of good deep cleaning before he will possibly stop having reactions" 

I'm filing paperwork this week (was waiting for her to legally change her last name but again these to "wonderful" people can't even get their act together to do that. They have been married for almost 4 months and haven't filed the paper work) with the courts and will ask if there is anyway to rush it due to medical issues. Hopefully the judge will agree with myself and the doctors that this is rediculas and in some ways a form if child endangerment (neglect is the word I want to use)

On another note: we leave in 4 days for our weekend away in Niagria Falls!!!!
We are spending 1 night exploring the fills and it's attractions and the second night we will be at Great Wolf Lodge!!!
I'm super excited, I really have told the boys yet where were going just said we were going way (Dalton thinks were going camping again...haha way to cold at night to sleep Ina tent for this Momma!)


Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Depressed??? Am I???

I will admit, in the past (more then once) I have struggled with major depression. I have seeked help, I have medicated and I have learned coping technics and I have been medication free for about 5 months.
Are there days where I second guess if I was ready to come of meds...oh hell ya! However those days are less and less. 
If I were to tell my story to a stranger I'm sure they would assume I'm medicated. Heck someone today asked me if I was. 
Didnt ask if I was depressed, just if I was taking medication for depression???
I was taken back...do I seem that bad? 

For those that don't know me personally I  come a crossed as a strong woman who handles what is thrown at her (or at least that's what I've been told) then like my kids when no ones looking I let it out (cry, blog, paint or eat...I know that last one isnt something I'm proud of). 

Do I think I'm depressed...NO, do I have bad days...YES!
What prompted this conversation???
I meet with a new child/youth worker for the kids today (threw an agency we have been working with for over a year)
She asked me how I thought the kids where doing. I said "good" over all they are. She asked how life has been, I said "rough". Just when I seem to get my head around everything, something new pops up. I went on to explain how my summer went, how the last couple weeks have gone with new issues. Then she asked the dreaded question..."do you have a lot of support?"
Well of course that's when the tears started, yes I have the support of my parents and my best friend...but on a day to day issues...nope. It's just me! I'm the one who deals with EVERYTHING, I'm the one who make sure all appointment are done, all school stuff is taken care off, that everyone has everything they need when they need it...I'm sure to some you would think...that's what a mom does. And I agree! However when you have 3 kids all with medical/social issues that require multiple doctor appointment, multiple social appointments, counselling, school life, dietary issues and medication, it tends to get extremely OVERWHELMING. 
And before anyone thinks oh she could have it soooo much worst...trust me I know that! I know people who do have more to deal with on a day to day bases. 
I'm not looking for pity, I'm not looking for a hand out, I'm not looking to "fix" my situation. What I want is to be able say...today was a good day! Today I didn't have to deal with anything a "normal" mom didnt have too. Yes I know the chances of that happening are slim to none, but somedays I have to wonder...why me? Why did I end up with 3 beautiful children that all have "issues"? Why can't I be that mom who can just call someone up and say, hey can you watch my kids I need to go ____, why do I have to second guess myself and anyone who does watch my kids? Are they going to be able to handle them? Are the kids going to behave? Are they able to deal with Nathan's food allergies. I feel like all I do is worry 24/7. I feel like I must have pissed someone off in another life to have all this thrown at me, then to have my support taken away as well. 
In that I mean a husband/father. I don't and would never want my ex back in my life, and most days I wish he would just walk away from the kids as well. But that's only been like that for the last 20 months. Prior to us splitting we were a team, yes I still did everything I do today cause of his work schedule, but I knew at the end I the week I had someone coming home to tag me out where I could breath, I could relax, I could cry on his shoulder when I go over whelmed. Now I don't, I don't have anyone who truly understands what I'm going threw, what I deal with or how I feel. 

It's a wonder I don't sleep, it's a wonder why I cry at the drop of a hat, why I can fly off the handle at a moments notice. 
So sure most would read this and think...this girl needs help and fast, she needs to be medicated. But really what I need...is an honest to god break and a full 8 hours of sleep! I need the father of my children to be just that, a father, not a glorified babysitter who shows up every other Saturday and fucks our life's up. He needs to be here 100% to support the kids and me. Sure were not together but he can still support me as I support the kids. 

Just last week, I sent him an email (talking in the phone doesn't work with this guy that's how bad he is) to explain what test results were for some blood work that Dalton and Nathan had done. After a bit I semi jokingly said "is this ever going to get easier? At this point autism is the least of my concerns" he's response...."ya really, pill and its done"
I was LIVID, I could have thrown my phone a crosses the room and smashed his face with a hammer (ok I would never but you get my point). 
I calmly replied, after some very BIG deep   breaths, "NO, you don't see all the work we do behind the scenes to keep him functioning" and left it at that

Oh course he went on to put his foot in his mouth and said something along the lines of "oh I know" but I refused to answer him after that. 

That's the type of support I get from him now ...just pop a pill into them and everything will be fine! This is also coming from the guy who should have taken his kids on 2 one week visits over the summer (while he and she were in holidays) but after the first one, decided he couldn't handle doing the second. 

So in reality I know he will never be the support the kids or I need, he's barely a person in our lives at this point. So am I depressed. I would still have to say no however after writing n retreading this I guess the assumption that I am isn't as far fetched as I first thought it was 😖


Thursday, September 5, 2013

This hit close to home

http://www.ksl.com/?sid=26437494&nid=1009&title=for-parents-of-kids-with-special-needs-high-functioning-is-hard-too


He may seem "normal" but what you don't see is how once were home all the strength and energy it took to appear that way comes undone. How he has the meltdowns, the anxieties, the fears and the voice to tell you what he feels. 
Yes he may be "high functioning" but all that means is he understand what you say about him, how people think he should act, that he is different from the "normal"kids. It also means I/We need to work even harder to get him help because a child sitting quietly reading a chapter book can't be Autistic???  A child who receives good grades, enjoys learning and school can't have special needs???
What you don't see is the lack of self confidence he/she has, the lack of understand why people don't want to play with them, the lack of social skills to make and KEEP friends, the fact their afraid to try new things and actives cause if they screw up that will just make them that more of an outcast and be bullied more then they already are. Not just by their peers but by adults too. 
Instead of judging, try educating not only yourself but your children to accept those with disabilities (physical or mental, visible or hidden), we all want the same thing in life...to be loved and accepted!


Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Crafty?!?!

I have always been the type of person who jumps in with both feet (generally before thinking the entire thing threw). You have an idea, great! Ill run with it and see what I come up with!
You want to make that...sure no problem just give me a couple days and it will be done!

Sometimes this has bit me in the ass, but generally I can accomplish what I set out to do. I'm sure I've posted before how my "artistic" abilities (or lack there of) have varied over the years (cake decorating, baking, painting, crafting,sewing). I envy all these people who can sit at home and make money doing what they love. 
I know my talent will never make me rich, hell I would be happy to cover the cost of materials....this may actually happen this time around. I went to the craft store this week (by fluke) and they happen to be doing a seasonal change over! They were filling "grab bag" with random items from the store and selling them for $2 each bag. Hmmmm my brain went haywire! The girl just happened to be starting on a cart full of wooden items!!!
I said "can we strick a deal?!?!
She asked what items I was intreated in as she start sorting threw the cart.
"I said I didn't care what was there as long as it could be painted...let me know how many bags you thing it would fill!
She's like ok and started filling...and I mean she FILLED them. To the point she said let put it in your cart cause the bags going to break but I won't have to charge you for 2!
PERFECT!
After 10 mins if stuffing bags I walked out of there with all this for $8 
Completely random letters, some "welcome" signs, picket fence boxes, crosses, herb signs and plant sticks, key hooks, bird house, and flower stands!
Most of the items are 2-4 high and retail for $2-$9

I have many ideas running threw my head, many gifts, and some I'm hoping to sell to get me going on the next round!

Here's what I've done so far from this lot!!!
This was made for a dear friend who is selling cupcakes to raise money to buy her sons medical equipment!!! 

1 idea for my random letter


A lady bug plant stick
And my bumble bee ( did you notice I painted it backwards??? Me either till I posted the picture on my Facebook page 😜)

Some items I picked up (not in the bags)
Nathan picked this out, I just painted it!

And lastly a Skelton...what you can't tell in my the picture is...he now glows in the dark!!! It was a trial and error (more error) but I purchased the paint and thought perfect! The bottle shows the paint as like a slim greeny/yellow colour so I assumed it would cover that way as well...NOPE it's clear??? So I should have painted the skeleton then covered in the GITD paint. Of well, the kids thought it was cool. 
I hung it in the bath room with the light on, Alex went down to shut it off and screamed ...hehehe so then it was a game!

I've also tried a memory box last weekend when the kids where gone (plan on many more of these!!!)

Tell me what you think! Any other ideas I could try?!?!

Monday, September 2, 2013

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!

This past weekend my parents celebrated their 34th Wedding Anniversary...something that most couple now a days aspire to do. 

They haven't had an easy marriage but they have stayed together and work threw their issues as a couple. 

I often use to say that I too hope to someday reach these milestone in my relationship, my parents are the only ones in either side of my family who have only been married once, and stayed together (other then my dads parents). The rest have all been married and divorced at least one time(some twice).

My moms parents (well her stepdad and mom) were together 25 years, decided to get married on their 25th anniversary and were separated 2 years later (a piece if paper can really change things THAT much???) I didn't know until my teens that my Papa wasn't her really dad or that Nana had another child from her first husband that we didn't see (not to mention that Nana also gave a child up for adoption when her and Papa first got together). But I guess every family has a story...ours just has many many bends in the road!

So as much as this post was to celebrate their anniversary, its also to let out some...not sure what word to use here....doubt? Anger? Hurt? Selfishness?

I thought my ex and I would also make it? I thought we would follow in my parents (and his) and be that couple that married once (so to speak) and stay together (his side isn't any better at staying together)

We had struggles, hard times, rough times but it seems like we had what it took to work threw issues and still be together?

Then January 2012 happened. 

So as much as I know I can't control what happened (nor understand what happened) I also now know that the chance of ever celebration a milestone like 34 years together (married or not) is slowly slipping out of my reach, and I don't see the count starting up anytime soon :(

 


Thursday, August 29, 2013

Life lessons!

Today I took another step to be the bigger person once again in this new family I'm living. 
It was something I wanted to do, however I wasn't sure how it would go over. 
Today was my ex's new wife's birthday, and in my attempt not only make her feel included but to also prove a point I had the boys call her to wish her a happy birthday🎉

It went as I expected. I dialled her cell number (they don't have a house line), my ex answered sounding a little pissed off. Alex says "Hi Daddy, is Sue there?" One by one they all took turns wishing her a happy birthday, she asked what they were up to and had a little chat with each of them. Of course Nathan being his true self laughted the entire time he was on the phone, you could barely understand him but he made it threw! 
He said "see you tomorrow" and I hung up!
Easy peesy!

To my surprise I received an email afterwards from my ex....."thank you, you made her day"

So this would be where I stepped back out of that mature adult/parent role and responded with
"Hopefully you will both remember that feeling next year when their birthdays come around"

Good move?!?!

Let me add, regardless if they had called the kids in their birthday I had it planned for them to call her as they did their dad in his. I however refuse to buy them a card or gift, mothers/fathers day was a lesson learn in that game. Not even a thank you from either of them. 

I showed my kids what right when it comes to family's and birthday and I showed them how nice it does feel for people to show they care and actually call!

Let hope this weekends visit goes as smooth!

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Results are in....

Where do I start?!?!

After talking with the allergist, it was decided we would not be doing an oral food challenge (yaaaaahoooooo!) 

We did however do another skin prick test (where they put serum on him back, then use needles and prick it to see if a reaction happens) today we tested for birch (very common with peanut allergy), pollen, dander, egg, peanut, cats and dogs, dust mitts an some other house hold one (it was negative so I don't remember)
Here's a picture of his back...ouchhhy

He was suck a trooper! He sat on my lap with legs wrapped around me, head on my chest. The girl tried to explain what she was going to do and he was good till the first poke. That was for the birch, pollen, dust mitts, dander and other said one (first row on his back left hand side
He tested positive to birch, pollen and dander  
You will see a small blue pen mark to the left of his spin...that was where she tested for egg (it showed a negative result but he did blood work to confirm)
Next row (right of spin) under his blue birth mark you will notice the LARGE welt...that would be the peanut. Normally they leave the serum in for 15mins before readying the results however for the peanut she wiped it off after 5 because of the reaction  

Lastless, on his right shoulder blade the large welt is his reaction to cats (there was no reaction to dogs). I didn't know they were even testing these, but am I ever glad they did 

We go back in to see the doctor, as he is dictating his letter he said "Nathan show a strong reaction to cats, yet an almost negative reaction to dogs" I didn't say anything. He then asks me again if I have any pets at home (nope) but I did say that dads house has a cat. He asks me if dads aware that Nathan is allergic to pet dander (from last round of test at 10 months old) "yes he is well aware". 
He then added to his dictation "I would be happy to sit down with dad and explain these and any other results with him. Including the long term effect of exposer. I recommend that Nathan not be exposed to any animals at this point due to his allergies. Mom has also noted that she asked about asthma in the spring at which point (Doctor) prescribed Singular to see if that made a difference before using inhalers. Any long term exposer could enhance his asthma systems (note family history of asthma)"

So then we go down and do blood work. This is the second time in 2 wks my poor baby has had to have blood drawn (he had an A1C test last week to check his blood sugar). This time it didn't go as well. He knew it was coming as soon as he seem the butterfly needle in her hand and started yelling "please don't hurt me, stop please its going to hurt, in a good boy please stop" yep even typing it my eyes well up. My poor son has spent the day being poked and exposed to stuff that makes him feel like shit and now this. We got 2 big vials of blood and as soon as we let go of him he was fine...he asked for a Kleenex to wipe his tears, stood up and said "don't worry Momma I'm ok!" What a champ!!!!

So I get home and email my ex (now the funny begins). I knew he was going to start a fight. This isn't the first time I have brought up the fact the cat at his house was endangering his child's health. 

So I sent him the same picture posted above, with all the same information. 

His response "I'm assuming he won't be coming for our next visit"

Pardon??? Out of everything YOU just read, that's your only question or comment???

He flat out said to me "so your telling me I have to choose between having my step daughter mad at me or seeing my son?"

No I'm not telling you that, cause in my eyes there isn't a choice. I understand people love animals (I did too prior to having my kids) however as much as I love them it would be a cold day in hell before I would choose a pet over my own child. Now lets keep in mind...his step daughter is 23 not a child. Yes she lives with him, his wife and her brother and they all equally pay rent however she's 23. If she doesn't understand what this could do to Nathan then they all have bigger issues to deal with then I do!

So now because he's afraid to hurt her feelings or make her mad, I need to talk to a lawyer again to see if I can enforce this? His health is on the line and yet his father is worried to hurt someone's feelings. 

Have I mean ruined lately how much I love sharing my kids???

Monday, August 19, 2013

New job!

Well today went good! The morning ran smoothly and I was able to do the bank deposits before heading to my new job!

Nathan cried a little when I first left daycare (he was at the window screaming and kicking). 

At work I got a good jump on organizing their files (well it so I thought). Here's the thing, yes I've done LOTS of filing in my life however as someone who also does bookkeeping, I find it crazy to think that 3 different people touch and "organize" paper work before it get filed!

Their set up currently goes like this, the boss comes in drops off all the recipes in a basket, then the office person (currently me) group them together but job and company (its a landscaping/construction company), then the bookkeeper comes in (weekly) and inputs the data into the accounting system, then it's filed. 

So because the last person and the bosses don't understand how computerized counting work, they can't check to see what is paid, or why's been put in the system. 

So my day was spent guessing how their file system worked. She keeps saying to me "organize it so it work for you", however for the first couple weeks I have to stick to their current filing method (I'm going to need LOTS of pain meds!!!)

On a happier note, Nathan had a BLAST at daycare! He meet some new friends, actually laid down on his cot for an hour without getting up??? Seriously, my kid?
He only need a couple reminders about using an indoor voice (none of my kids have one...I blame their fathers side of the family), and not to slam the doors! Over all an amazing day!!!!

So now to get threw tomorrow's appointment and back into a new routine!

It's nice to be out of the house using my brain again...even if it is just 6hr a week (for now 😉)

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Crazy scatted post...be warned!

This past week has been crazy and as I prepare to start a new week, it feels as if this one going to be worse!
Not only do I start my new job Monday,Nathan  starts daycare 😁, Tuesday we are off to the allergy doctor to do an oral food challenge for Nathan (I'll admit I'm scared shitless). 

My brain is scattered, my emotions are all over the place, and I feel like if one more thing is thrown in my plate right now I may just break down (with all that said, I'm also aware that I will get threw this week and next week and life will become a new normal for us) I just need to let my anxiety ride its course and remember to breath. These are the days where I often wonder if I should still be on my anxiety medication?!?!  On a day to day bases I do just fine, then I get week like the lay one and this upcoming one and think...ok I need a little help. I guess this us were the true challenge come in when dealing with medication for anxiety or even depression (its been 5 months and in a whole I'm doing really well...I think?!?!)

As for the custody thing...boy oh boy 
I went to the lawyer, at this point if I didn't let the kids go my ex could hold me in contempt if our agreement. 
I have to go and file our agreement with the courts (totally new to me??? No one has ever said that before) if they don't accept our agreement (its legal however the paper is called a document not agreement so they may not the lawyer says) then I have to file a motion for a new custody agreement. We can leave everything exactly how it is, but it would have the correct legal wording. 
With filing a new motion they will contact my ex by registered letter to inform him of this court date and time. I set him an email Wednesday night to let him know that yes he could pick up the kids and what was happening, which if course lead to the usual well let change this, this and this.  3 hours later and 48 emails and nothing ended up changing? 
Should I have just left it and let the judge deal with him...YES but the little things he wants to change are big in my life and honestly I'm not sure how the judge would see it. 

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

What am I suppose to do???

Lately I feel as if my entire life is being controlled by other people. my ex, my kids, my parents (well my mom), bosses....and anyone else who seems to come along. 

I feel as if I'm being torn in 5 different directions and the only solution is to run in that 6th direction. 

I would have never said I was in an abusive relationship, however for the last 20 months I've been completely mentally  and verbally abused to the point I keep giving in just to make him go away. I know it doesn't make sense to me either...we split up, but almost every aspect of my life still seems to be under his control. I've mentioned before that the time my kids spend with their dad, I work extra shift, any other time I work I'm grateful to have my parents watch the children so that I don't have to pay a sitter (really if I did pay one I would be in the whole after my shift at work). 

I'm proud to say that I don't receive ANY government assistance to raise my child, however the catch to that is I am dependent on my child support as my main source of income. That being said I constantly feel like I have I tip toe around my ex so he doesn't be a complete arse and not make his next payment. 

My shift I do work at the hospital basically pay off the debt I was left with from our divorce and if I'm lucky a couple coffees (honestly if I didn't love the job I would have been gone long ago) 

So here lies my issues this week, as I'm sure you have read, my ex admitted to drinking while having the children in his care. I made it clear that I will not have it happen again, does that means no more over night visits??? does it means supervised visited??? I'm not sure. I have no idea how to legally go about enforcing this???

All I do know is that if I do let this slide, it will continue to happen over and over again until something BAD happens, and I'm not willing to chance that. 

I'm going to meet with the lawyer again tomorrow to see if I can get some answers. But I will admit that I'm scared shitless they are going to say there nothing I can do to enforce this until something happens. That until he screws up to the point the kids are put I extreme danger that my hand will be tied. 

Another twist, he has made it perfectly clear that he will NOT do supervised visits, he will stop them all together before someone tell him when or where he can see his children and for how long. 
He refuses to do anything other then what is currently in place. 

Tonight he came right out and told me he things it crazy that I even have this rule in place, that I think I can control what he does when he has the kids and that he would put them in danger or risk his license (he drives truck)
I pointed out that unless he were to drink and drive his license wasn't in danger (which he never would). 

If I stop the visits (which my heart and brain tells me is what need to happen) then I either need to pay someone to watch my kids or quite my job (my patents are willing to help but they both work full time and won't watch them every weekend...not that I expect them too). 

Even though the income I would loses isn't much it still pays all my debt, and with out that job I wouldn't be able too. 

Im literally crying just thinking about how much pain and stress this guy continues to put on my life. 

However if I throw another theory into the mix, maybe this is his whole game plan???
Maybe he drank knowing that I wouldn't stand for it (kind of like the cheating), maybe he's not man enough to admit that this is really what he wants...to walk away an not look back (which again, I've had the gut feeling since he left that if he could and not look like a deadbeat he would). The only thing he has done is pay child support on time... Any and all other things that were agreed on, have changed (and I mean ALL). 
He has also made it perfectly clear all other aspects of our agreement would stand as is (minus visits)

I always say, the only reason support has never been an issue (other then the amount paid) is because if he doesn't pay he looks bad, every other issue he twists around to make is seem like its my fault and I'm the one causing all the issues ....not letting his take the kids, not drinking, not meeting his wife sooner, not being able to have them over night when he didn't have a house (cause you know a responsible father would try all this)

Which path do I take? Do I follow my heart? Do I listen to my gut? Do I give in again and pray that nothing happens to the kids? Or do I put my foot down, quite my job and tell him to walk??? 

Monday, August 12, 2013

I GOT A JOB!!!

Well a second job! I have worked 3-4 shift (2hrs each) doing TV rentals at our local hospital for 8 years....yes that is a job, or at least is still here (for now) not everything has gone 100% technical sometime you need to see a human and interact with them! And I'm proud to be that person!

Anyways, it's always been a "side" job and prior to having Nathan I did work full time as well as this job. 

I was very fortunate not to have to return to full time work after having him (and with everything we were dealing with I'm not sure I could have), its always something I knew would happen...possibly once he started school BUT this opportunity was present to me (never turn down a chance to work is my moto) and I figured "why not"!!!!

So even though this is all happening a year sooner then I expected, its currently 1 day a week (perfect to easy myself into the world of daycare me allergies....ekkkkk)

The interview went really well (obviously), I will start out doing administrative work, and expand from there to hopefully doing their book for their multiple small business. They also asked me about find a inventory data based program to help track their supplies better (again...ekkk) 
I'm up for a challenge! I've worked with data bases before (some good, most not so much) however they have always been custom programs that the IT department has created. Never one that you could just buy and go...so some research will need to be done. 

I start next Monday!!! I'm excited, scared & nervous. I was able to line up a peanut/tree nut free daycare spot for Nathan. Little pricey but a home based option wasn't there. Again as a mom with a child with allergies, I figured there would be more of us, and surly someone else in my community would have a nut free home...NOPE (not to self, if ever unemployed again...think daycare....hehe NOT)
I've used this centre before (plus), they currently don't have a waiting list (plus), they are more then happy to work with all if Nathan's issues , and not charge extra (yes some wanted extra to work with his diet, or me supply all his food but still pay normal fees) and they have all dealt with nut allergies (SOLD)!!!!!

We went today to "tour" the centre and meet the teachers. Nathan was a natural! He loved ever single minute we were there. In true Nathan style, he did most of the talking, asked lots of questions, used the potty (well at least said he had too), meet the pet bunny, and had a snack!
He picked out where he would have rest time (mandatory but not sleep time) on Monday when he went (they even marked it on the carpet with tape incase he forgot). It was so great to see him feel comfortable with complete strangers. He meet a new friend...I'm pretty sure she takes as much as him...her name is Winnie and she asked if he would be he farmer!( they were playing with a farm)

He ready for daycare (which I knew, heck I'm sure he's ready for school if only he was 4), I'm ready to go back to work (part time) however the whole leaving him outside of my home is very very scary and I'm sure there will be some major anxiety issues Sunday night and even more Monday morning when I pull out of the parking lot 

New job 😃
Lining up daycare 😄
Leaving Nathan 😁😜😩

Wish up luck!