I have to admit

Blogging is not a priority right now.

Jacob is leaving next month for basic. Time sees so fleeting right now. I’m really trying to focus my time and energy into my family.

 

Some updates for us:

Jacob has Drill this weekend.

We rode on Amtrak this past weekend! Peter loved it!

Peter trick or treated for the first time yesterday and really enjoyed it. He hid his face every time he sees something scary. He would duck his head into Jacob’s neck. How I wish I could just be carried and I could hid away from my fears like a two year old.

I’m going slowly on the weight loss, but I’m STILL losing, and that’s the point. I’m at 209.4 pounds today! That’s a loss of 9 pounds this month! I’ll take it! 207 is my 10% goal! Whoop-whoop! I’m going to make my family clap for me (because I need that feedback).

Peter is growing and pushing boundaries. It’s amazing to see how his brain works, but because of this growth… he’s seen a lot of time-out lately. In fact, he’s seen so much time-out that he put one of his Army Man in Time-out for shooting another Army Man (that was funny).

Peter can hop on one foot, multiple times. He’s two and a half! That’s some mad skills for him.

He’s really into cutting with scissors right now. So much so, we have to hid the scissors.

Today Peter was telling me a story while I was busy fixing lunch. I had to stop and give him my full attention when he told me to, “Look at me (pointed to his face) in the eyes.” Something that we say to him when we have something important to say. So funny, sweet, and serious.

Our dog is staying with a family friend until Jacob comes back. We said goodbye to him this past weekend. If he gets along really well with them, he may stay with them forever. We’re a little sad about it.

I’m going down to Topeka next week to stay with our BIL, SIL, and nephew. SIL is 38 weeks pregnant and I’m going to come down and clean and do whatever she wants for two days. This is also my last big break from Peter before Jacob leaves and is only the three time I’ve left him this long!

Peter is going to test out a back up daycare this week. We are just going to visit the first time, leave for an hour the second time, 4 hours the next time, and then full day after that. I’m hoping for a smooth transition.

Tomorrow is the next ICAN meeting. ::sigh:: I love ICAN, but hate it all at once. I love it’s a safe place to talk about Peter’s birth, I hate that it’s a monthly reminder of the c-section and it’s still really painful to me. Tomorrow is also a little nerve-racking because I’m going to verbally tell Peter’s birth story out loud… hopefully… if I don’t pass out first. ::weak smile::

We are buying our Christmas presents now. We want to have everything done before Jacob leaves December 7th. We will be celebrating St. Nicholas’ feast day this year (December 6th), instead of Santa Claus.

We are talking of holiday plans and letting family members know of our plans, so it’s not surprising when Jacob’s gone.

We are also discussing Jacob’s leave date. Who’s going to the airport, where we are going to say goodbye, how we are going to explain to Peter…

I’ve been crying a lot lately. A lot. I feel overly emotional about everything right now.

We got an iPod and I’m in LOVE. Seriously love this product.

Jacob and I are participating in a Bible Study about the new translations of the Mass. I’m really enjoying it! I’m also glad it’s only 5 weeks so Jacob and I could go together and have it finished before he leaves.

 

 

That’s some highlights about us for now. I’m hoping to have another photo post soon! We’ve been taking a lot of photos lately!

 

cha-cha-changes

I was really worried about Peter and the move. We prepared him for months, talking about how we were going to move, and such. We talked a lot after we moved and how we live here now, but can visit the family we left in Topeka. He has adapted SO WELL! I’m impressed with him and his level of understanding.

I have to remember this over and over again, when one of the only thing he hasn’t adjusted to is napping/bedtime. His napping is spotty and short, at best. Bedtime has been a problem, however it just didn’t happen from the move. We’ve been trying to change up bedtime for a while now.

He will go to sleep in his new room (WHOOP-WHOOP!), is a big deal, as he was sleeping in our bedroom in Topeka. BUT when he wakes up, doesn’t matter if it’s 10:30 pm or 5 am, he will not go back to bed in his room. Some nights he will just curl up next to me (and Jacob) and just go back to sleep, other nights he wants to nurse the rest of the night. At least it feels like the rest of the night.

I don’t do well without sleep. I know, most people don’t, but I really love sleep. I really love sleep. And I don’t sleep well when I’m nursing/sleeping. I am a tummy sleeper, and sleeping on my side is not comfortable!

My Mom is all about schedules. I understand, there were 5 of us. But I really liked having a baby-lead schedule, but it’s not just working with me anymore.

So how do you transition your child from leading you, to leading your child? I know when I start subbing this fall, he needs to be more on a schedule because it will help with other people watching him.

Which almost leads me to another question. Peter’s only been watched by close family members: Grandmas, Grandpas, (2) Aunts, and  (3) Uncles… How do we transition him to be watched by ‘strangers’?

We’re dying here

not really, but Peter is sick. Which means that he wants held all the time, weaning is put on hold, and getting him to sleep in his ‘big boy’ bed sucks because no one is sleeping  is hard on all of us.

Jacob is coming back from his second day of drill. We still don’t have a leave date for basic (is God trying to give me ability to be patient?!), but Jacob was asked when he wanted to go, and he said October. Hopefully it will be October, and I’m putting it in God’s hands, because He knows what’s best for us and I can’t dream of things going better without Him.

Peter has been hanging out with his Godfather, James. He’s my youngest brother, and is starting his 3rd year of Seminary School. We dropped him off at the airport today as he’s leaving for World Youth Day in Madrid, Spain. ::color me jealous:: He also has a great opportunity to have a special Mass with the Pope!! It will be a Mass with just Seminarians! We gave him a Rosary for Peter to be blessed by the Pope! I’m very excited for him, please keep him in your prayers.

We are slowly, slowly, slowly unpacking. Peter’s room is unpacked, but cramped as he’s sharing the space with his cousin and storage. Our room still has totes all over, and I don’t think it’s going to get any better for a while, but at least it’s stacked along the walls!

My new thing: Gallbladder attacks

You know when you are super busy and then BAM!!! you get hit like a bus with something?

Monday I woke up to upper stomach pain. Jacob was at work and Peter (thankfully) was really well behaved. It started around 6 or so. I was able to sleep through it (with Peter) until Peter woke up around 8. Then it started getting back. Jacob was due to get off work at Noon and so I was going to try to make it until then.

However, by 10:30, I thought I was dying. I called Jacob and begged him to get off work early. He was home in a half an hour (11 am). Between 10:30 and 11 I had my peak of pain. Alone, with Peter. And by this time Peter was hungry. I threw a juice box, crackers and cheese at him until Jacob could feed him better and put in another kids movie. I was able to offer up my pain for a personal intention. Afterward, I questioned offering it up for that specific intention, wondering if it caused more pain to happen. 😉

Jacob was on the phone from 11 to 12 trying to find someone that takes our insurance. We don’t have a provider because we’ve never needed health-care and mainly got it for emergencies and Peter. I was :this: close to asking him to take me to the ER when the pain started to back off. Then I fell asleep for 3 hours and felt weak and almost hungover for the rest of the day.

That morning I made an appointment with the chiropractor, thinking maybe something was wrong with my back?! Jacob drove me to the appointment and dropped me off (Jacob and Peter went to the Toy Store to play). I talked to the Chiropractor and he showed me where to push under my ribs to see if it was a gallbladder attack or not. If it is: the pain is so intense you want to jack the person that touched  you. If it doesn’t hurt like that, it’s probably not the gallbladder. He then did his amazing stuff and unlocked my hip from it’s socket (it happens from time to time) and adjusted the rest of my back.

I saw a poster and ask randomly asked (God Breeze), “can you see if I have a broken tailbone (or coccyx)?” He said, sure. With just a few almost embarrassing moves, he was able to tell me that I did indeed have a broken coccyx. Instead of curving, my was at a sharp 90* angle. I forget, until I have pain, how much my tailbone hurt after Peter was born. And since I had a c-section, I was sitting down a lot. It still causes me pain if I sit for a extended period of time, and on almost any car trip. Just another drop in the bucket to help me process Peter’s birth more.

My mom told me the next day that my sister (three states away) had a gallbladder attack that same time and went to the ER for it.

THEN yesterday happened.

I went to bed too late, around 1:30. At 3:30 I awoke with stomach pain. I didn’t assume it was a gallbladder attack, as I have other stomach issues, but when I couldn’t get comfy in bed and then realized that OH NO IT’S ANOTHER GALLBLADDER ATTACK, and it’s at night. I was able to surf the web to look for ways to stop it online, before the pain started to get too intense. I woke up Jacob, waved him into the hallway (Peter took my spot and wakes up easily). I tearfully said that I was having another gallbladder attack. We went into the living room and he looked online for help and I tried (unsuccessfully) to find a spot that stopped the pain. I then asked Jacob to pray over me and with me. I then laid in a frog-like position, with my stomach barely grazing the floor and my knees spread far far apart, and asked him to rub my back in a small area. Every once in a while I would try a new position, but couldn’t stay in it for very long and went back to the frog/Jacob rubbing position. I could concentrate on his movements and not about the pain.

Peter woke up around 6 and Jacob changed his diaper, got him water and a cheese stick and Curious George to watch. Jacob then continued rubbing me.

The pain started to intensify and sharpen. I pulled a blanket over my head and upper body and proceed to sob and cry. Jacob continued his rubbing and started to say the Rosary for me. I was offering up my suffering for my sister. I remember to pray before the peak and after the peak. During the peak I just tried to concentrate of Jacob’s hand on my back. The peak lasted longer then last time, lasting as long as a Rosary (about 20 minutes). After I peaked Jacob took care of Peter and the dog again (Peter was in the same room as us). I was moving to get out from under the blanket and I heard Peter say, “where’s Mama?” and when I got out from under it he proudly said, “Here she is!” It made me smile.

I walked and hummed around our apartment for a while. The weirdest thing is before the peak the pain was right under my right rib and back and after the peak of pain it was more central and lower. There is just felt like I was kicked or hit in the stomach. It was semi-hard to get my breath. Jacob took my temp several times and checked the color of my eyes, make sure we didn’t need to go to the ER. Indicating infection and treatment needed.

We still haven’t received calls back from the several Doctor’s offices from Monday. We are just going to wait until we are moved and find a doctor there.

We have several remedies to try next time if I have another gallbladder attack. Mine attacks are strange in the way I didn’t overeat, eat spicy food or even fatty food. We are still trying to pin point what is causing it to happen. Apparently it is hereditary and the woman in my family have all had problems with it starting at this age!! I find that amazing and interesting. My mom can control hers by diet and my Aunt and Grandma both had their gallbladder removed.

Needless to say, this isn’t what I thought I would be getting down this week!! I was pretty much worthless two days this week and haven’t been able to pack or clean! I’m feeling a little overwhelmed with what we have left to do. Tomorrow I will not be able to pack or clean and will be writing about the GREAT reason why tomorrow!

We MOVE in exactly one week. Wednesday we need to have the kitchen cleaned thoroughly and have to have everything packed up by Thursday. Friday we are moving everything down to the U-Haul and are cleaning Friday night and Saturday. Saturday we are actually moving from KS to IA.

YIKES!

Time keeps on ticking, into the future

I hear the clock tock louder then usual today. Every hour is one hour closer to moving. I started to hyperventilate think about it more. I am a planner and I confess, I made an excel spreadsheet about our move.

Dates left, Days Jacob works, Days we have a planned activity, and what I want to get done each day. I feel like a have a little more control after typing it all out.

Thankfully our apartment is not HUGE, but when moving it sure feels like it. Next Wednesday we are moving all our stuff to the dining room and the back of our living room. Leaving Peter’s room mostly untouched until the night before the move. We hope to move everything into the U-Haul Friday then have more time to clean Friday night and Saturday. We have a three page check off list of things to do before leaving. We will be going to Hometown to unload what we need, maybe drop Peter off at other set of Grandparent’s and go to take the rest of things to storage for a couple months.

Jacob has today off and I’m going to take advantage of it. We are going to go to Gage Park to ride the Mini-Train. Yesterday Peter told us: “Get Money, buy ticket, ride train!” We laughed so hard. He’s been talking about ‘his’ moneys and now I know why. He wants to get money to ride the train. ::So cute:: I’m loving this age! Then we are going to pack the rest of our bedroom (mostly done), do laundry for the last time here, the linen closet, and the bathroom.

We have been talking more and more about moving a couple times a day and how we are going to live with Grandma and Papa Bruce for a while. At this time, he seems okay with it. My sister-in-law will be watching Peter the day of the move. We are going to have him move some of his toys to the car he is riding in and also the U-Haul. He will then be whisked away so we can haul butt to get things done.

Pray for us as we get ready to move this week and next. I don’t know how much I’ll be writing. I have a couple things in drafts that I may flesh out to post while I’m moving.

 

Jacob’s Enlisted!!!

I woke up the morning of enlistment with fear in my throat and scared thoughts in my mind. We were waiting for our escort through base when Jacob remembered that he forgot his paperwork at home. At that moment his sister, Rachel, and mom, Kris, drove through. I jumped out, had his mom get in the car with Jacob and told Rachel what happened and we were on our way back to the apartment. As we were leaving I saw my other sister in law, Stella, drive up and look at us. I laughed. She was so confused. Rachel quickly drove us back home, I got the paperwork, raced back to the car, drove back, threw up in my mouth a little, went through the guards, ran inside. I called Jacob several times to make sure he wouldn’t enlist without me.

And was on time. I sat down next to Jacob, holding Peter and fell at peace. The stress and worry lifted and peace flowed through my body. I went back outside to the main waiting area and Jacob’s mom, Rachel (who left for basic today!!), Ben (who was the first to join the Air National Guard, and now works for the Army), his son Levi (who’s 2 too!), and Stella (also in ANG!). I left Peter out there with them so I could concentrate more and Peter could move around.

We went through all the paperwork and I felt fine. Jacob was sworn in (pictures to come, SILs-Stella and Rachel has them). Congratulated. And we took pictures.

The siblings: Rachel, Jacob, (Peter wanted Daddy), and Ben

Our family: Me, Jacob, and Peter (never looking at the camera for a family photo)

 

The whole family (minus Jacob’s dad, couldn’t make it): Rachel, Jacob’s Mom~Kris, Me, Jacob, Peter, Ben, Stella, and Levi

 

Peter and the American Flag

I pray the peace that filled me on the day of enlistment, stays with me as we continue this journey. We may get a leave date during Jacob’s first drill (first weekend in August, 6 days after move). Less than a month from now.

Moving: The countdown continues

As we hover just above two weeks before moving I find myself taking deep breathes and wiping away tears. I’m nervous about moving. How it will affect Peter, how it will be living in my parent’s basement, how Jacob will transition over to the military…

We still have a lot to do.

The three come on, THREE pages list of things the apartment complex wants us to do in the apartment. I have to say, not all the stains are coming out of the carpet, especially the raspberry vinaigrette that spilled on the carpet in the dining room. The pictures are all taken down. We still have up our Crucifixes, the calendars, the clock, and Peter’s decoration in his room.

When we figured out in April that we would be moving in the future, date unknown at that time, I made a checklist. We decided that we would move 8 weeks before our leave date. I’ve been looking and reading my checklist, and now I find myself behind. Or rather feeling like I’m behind. I think we will be fine, but today I’m in a little bit of a panic. After being away for two weeks, I feel like I want to snatch them back and hold tightly onto them in my fist. The days are slipping through like water and I know this will happen again before Jacob leaves. I’m putting part of my emotions of him leaving into this leave. It’s just one more step closer to him leaving.

Jacob has given his two weeks at work and lined up a part-time job in Hometown (we will both be signing up to sub in the school district). We have given notice to break our lease.

Peppered throughout the rest of the days are Zoo dates (elephant trainings and Lion bone days) we want to see. The last appointments crammed in, dates with friends, and Jacob’s work days. On top of that is still all the packing and cleaning that we need to do.

Change of address, returning items, disconnecting services. All of these things are swimming around in my head. Waiting for the day to do them.

I’m still on the 3 weeks before moving list… I looked at the 2 weeks before move list and whimper. I used to like moving. Before Peter was born, before I married Jacob. I could pack, clean and move within two days. Now it takes longer… much longer. 🙂