Routines: Who has them?

Routines.

For the second time in our married life, I’m finally on a daily routine again (The first one lasted 6 months, when Jacob had a steady work schedule).

YES! I’m finally finding something that works for me! I didn’t find it on a blog (though some have some really good ideas), but the simple pen to paper mode.

For numerous days I wrote down what we did and when. Then I gauged what I wanted to do each day and when. I started to slowly move things around. This is the final result. The only thing I haven’t done yet is the thing I want to do most (Isn’t that just life?!), praying in the morning.

 

Non-working Days (no substitute teaching)

6:30-7:00 – Prayer time/ Peter watch TV or join in, if up

7:00 -7:30 – Shower (with Peter most days), Quick swipe of make-up, take the wetness out of the hair and leave it damp, and dress to my shoes for the day

7:30 – 8:00(ish) – Make, Eat, and Clean up Breakfast (I like making a weeks worth of food on one day and freezing the rest for the week to come)

8:00 – 11:15 – Open*

11:15 -12:00 – Make, Eat, and Clean up Lunch

12:00 – 1:30 – Read a couple books with Peter/Quiet Time/ Nap-time

1:30 – 5:00 – Open*

5:00 -6:00 – Supper (my Mom cooks most days: Score for me)

6:00 – 7:00 – Open*

7:00 – 7:30 – Clean up rooms, Chores, Books, Prayers, Bedtime clothes and Peter in bed for the night (watching an episode of Curious George, if needed)

7:30- 10:00 PM-  ME TIME!  Sunday, Tuesday, and Friday my Mom will listen for Peter while I go to the gym! Monday and Thursday is Craft time. Wednesday and Saturday are zone out nights.

7:30 PM – 5:30 AM – The goal is to have Peter in his room this whole time so I can get a good night’s sleep

 

The “Open” parts of the day I actually have something in mind. However, I’m not going to go all out right away, because I don’t want to get overwhelmed. Now it’s just random: computer time, play time in Peter’s room, Price’s Right, play time at friend’s house, Gym time at the Community Center with Peter, School time, and random craft.

Ideally, I would like the first chunk of time to be just for school. The second chunk of time to be just for outside/Gym time play and/or  hang out with friends. The last chunk of time to be for family interaction time with Peter. Ideally.

If I don’t get to it, no biggie, because my New Year’s Resolution is to be kinder to myself.

The second part of this is getting Peter to sleep in his bed all night. He wakes up every night at 1AM. He has since the dawn of time. Seriously. It’s almost clockwork. Jacob and I would just bring him into bed with us, but I’m having issues with him turning sideways and kicking me while he sleeps . It’s a new thing and I’m not a fan. So I decided I’m fine with him getting into bed with me at 5:30 AM because he will sleep longer in the morning if I’m in the same room. However, I have to get up and go back and forth between my room and his A LOT lately. Which means I’m not getting as much sleep as I want. In the long run, I will get more sleep. ::repeats to self, I will get more sleep:: Last night I was in and out of his room a dozen times. I counted. Between 1 and 2 AM was 8 times and between 4 and 5 AM was 4 times. I let him get into bed with me at 5AM.

This is what Peter looks like at 8PM. So cute with his Monkey and Crucifix.

Since I’m not getting as much sleep, I’m having problems getting up before him to pray. As in, I haven’t done it yet. This is also because I’m having problems getting in bed at 10PM. I need to start to go to sleep at 10PM because I know me and how much sleep I need. A massive amount.

So it’s a work in progress, but I like the way we are going. Things are clicking along better for us and the days are shorter because we are busy instead of just floating along. Meaning: Closer to see Jacob!!

Meanwhile: Anyone have any tips on having Peter say goodbye to Jacob a second time? I have a feeling it’s going to be harder than the first time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Phone Calls

Today is the first day that Jacob can call us. It’s 5:30 pm and I’ve checked and rechecked my phone. Is it on? Volume up all the way? It’s nerve-racking.

I guess I expected him to call earlier. Now I’m having thoughts like, what happens if his phone doesn’t work and I didn’t add on minutes like I was supposed to. AGH!

I have a feeling that I will be on pins and needles until he calls. Hopefully today. Or I may cry.

Today was Rough

…For me. Peter was great.

I cried over every little detail. I had to move the carseat from my mom’s car to our car. I realized while putting it in that I ALWAYS have trouble putting it our car and Jacob always finishes it for me. So this morning when the weather is cold, I’m struggling with the carseat while Peter screams in fun terror when the kitties come closer to him. He climbs inside the car (it’s a small two door), and promptly loses his balance and falls out backwards. Thankfully he fell on his bottom and he said it was scared and not hurt.

But I was traumatized. Seriously. So I’m struggling, Peter’s playing when the kittens, and I realize: This is my reality. While I know it’s not forever or even a full year. It’s a long time. I ended up putting the carseat on the side, instead of the middle. The side I can do fine, for some reason it’s the middle that screws me up.

It’s fine, Peter’s fine, and I’m crying.

I decide to go to Subway and treat myself to a healthy lunch. We go in and order without problems, Peter wants to stay and eat but we are going over to a friend’s house. Fine. He rolls with the punches. On the way out I see an old friend (this is my Hometown, after all). She asks how I’m doing and I smile and say, “Fine. Today has been tear free” pointing at Peter. She looks at me weird and I realized that she doesn’t know that Jacob left for Basic. I tell her and then she asks, “Oh. How are things going?” I BURST into tears. I hate crying in public. I stutter out, “I guess I can’t talk about it.” She nods and holding Peter’s hand I walk to the car.

(Also my glasses, which were on the last leg, broke. I’m squinty and have a vague headache from it.)

Earlier today Peter asked, “Where’s Daddy?” I was able to say, “Remember, Daddy got on the airplane and is learning how to fix the airplanes. He’s not going to be home for a long time, but he’s safe.” He nods his head, “Okay.”

And that’s it. It’s that simple for him today.

Sometimes I have to image myself laying in God’s hands (like a bed), I see Jesus as my blanket, the Holy Spirit giving me a breeze (warm or cool). I pretend the Blessed Mother is stroking my hair like my Momma does when I was little and sick. I just have to remember God knows what I’m going to go through. God opened this path for us to Trust in him to follow.

I’m following God today and it was hard. I offer up my suffering in union with the Suffering of Jesus on the Cross.

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!

 

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!

Note to self

After having your spouse enlist. Or really, any family member. Don’t try to watch any homecoming videos. Or you will have tears and snot dripping all over.

Like this one.

Have tissues, or you will be using your t-shirt like I did.

Or that new show on TLC “Surprise Homecoming.” I can’t watch the commercials without crying, let alone the show. Jacob’s first drill is the first weekend in August. We hope to get his leave date for basic then.

Or don’t go and look up military homecomings on youtube.

New waters

My Husband, Jacob, and I are both teachers. I taught at a small school for two years and then it closed, due to funding. I am staying at home with our son, Peter, who’s a delightful and challenging two year old. Jacob has been looking for a full-time History teacher job for two years, and it hasn’t happened.

We feel God is calling us to become a Military family. This has scared me deeply. I feel like I’m not going to be able to be a single parent to Peter for 10 months while Jacob is in Basic and Tech school. Each time I feel like it’s not possible, we get a ‘God’s breeze’ just a reassurance that everything will be okay.

Jacob has taken the ASVAB (Armed Services Vocational Aptitude Battery) and passed with flying colors. Because of this score, he was able to pick any job he wanted (that was also open). He chose Aviation, I’ll get into that later. 🙂

This is a HUGE change to a family that loves to spend every.single.minute. Together. For our son, who cries when Daddy just goes to work for a couple hours. AND we are also moving 4 hours next month (From Kansas to Iowa), so when Jacob leaves we are close to our families. Who, thankfully, live in the same town.

Genealogy is really important to Jacob, and so I wanted to put this up on a blog so someday our kid(s) and extended family can read about our challenges and joys.