Wednesday, May 28, 2008

"Mom"entarily Montana

We are gearing up to remodel our kitchen. This has been a long long process and I am thankful it is coming to a head in the next few weeks as the countdown to demolition begins. I have spent countless hours researching the most cost effective ways to get the kitchen I want on a tight budget and that is why we drove to Montana this past Memorial weekend. Let me explain . . .

I ordered our new custom maple cabinets from a wonderful cabinet company based out of eastern Washington. I have seen the quality of their cabinets firsthand and am very impressed with them and their pricing. In order to save a few additional bucks "we" (meaning I dragged my husband and children into this adventure) decided to save on shipping costs and would pick up the cabinets ourselves. I was very excited for the trip as we planned to make a long weekend of it and spend some time at the parent’s cabin in Idaho. Here’s the layout of planning and events:

1. My FIL offered to pick up the cabinets for us in early June on a return trip from his cabin. Sounded great to us since it would save us the $$$ it costs to drive our vehicles right now with gas at $4.00 a gallon.

2. Followed my FIL’s guidance when he said his neighbors trailer would fit all our cabinets with “no problem” and thus saving us additional $$$ since we wouldn’t have to rent a U-Haul to transport the cabinets home.

3. FIL heads up to cabin last weekend (May 16th) for a quick visit with son #1 and family and wrecks his new van on the way home thus ending our dream of saving $$$ on gas since this is his only vehicle that has the towing capacity needed for the trailer.

4. We buck up our spirits and decide to make an adventure of it and spend the long holiday weekend visiting brother #1 (same as son #1 above) at his home in Missoula, Montana.

5. Terrible gas mileage towing trailer to Montana and our top speed was 65mph. Needless to say it was a long drive.

6. We have a wonderful visit with Montana relatives. I love Montana and often beg and plead with Eric to get a job there so we can move (please please please!).





(Poor Bryce got sick after too many spins on the tire swing)


















7. Show up at cabinet company and upon backing up to their loading dock a few things are brought to our attention; first, employees are forbidden from helping “will call” customers load cabinets and second, this large pile of cabinets is NOT going to fit in the trailer we brought. (NOTE TO SELF: Do not ever listen to FIL again!)

8. We decide to give it a try and started moving the cabinets onto our trailer (mid-way I did call U-Haul to check availability and pricing of a small moving truck “just in case”). Thankfully I am married to the most amazing packer ever (this is well documented by anyone who has ever had him on their move team) and with the help of the warehouse guy (thanks for bending the rules) we were able to get ALL the cabinets loaded onto the trailer. I will add my own little kudo’s for buying more ratchet straps at Costco while we were in Missoula since we needed every one of them and rope would not have done the trick.

9. Slow drive home but not awful. Thankfully it didn’t rain which is amazing especially since we only had one tarp with us and it would not have covered even a fraction of the cabinets. We did lose one strap but we were able to easily fix the situation without any damage or harm to us or the cabinets.



Thursday, May 22, 2008

Touching

Newsweek did a very touching article about a family who's son suffers from Bipolar disorder. At the end of the article was a very touching moment. I loved it so much I had to put it up here to share and I bolded the part that I love the most.

"There was a night last month when Max was calm, and after he finished his homework, he curled up in an easy chair with Amy. She was reading him a book, and although it was only 7:45 his eyelids were fluttering. Eventually he began to whine, and Amy asked him if he was about to start a fight. "Probably," he said. "Let's just get it over with." But he didn't fight. Instead, he was quiet for a few minutes, then he looked at her and said, "Your heart is the size of the world." What he may not realize now, although he surely will someday, is that it has to be."

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Parenting - Oy!

I am not Jewish but sometimes other cultural phrases have the best way of putting exactly how I feel. Oy, oy, oy, oy!

Does anyone really consider what parenting requires before making that decision? Is it really possible to understand what it takes without going through it? I certainly had no idea what I was signing up for and I don't think most people do. I don’t want that to come across as negatively as it may read because my children have introduced me to love and joy beyond anything I’ve ever experienced, but I do wonder if people really consider the emotional and physical roller coast parenting can be. The responsibility that you take upon yourself when you become a mother or a father is never ending and at times so overwhelming you just know that there is no way you can do this alone and nor should you. I feel tremendous sympathy for those who do this without Faith. If I weren't able to communicate with Heavenly Father (HF) on a regular basis about some of the tough decisions I'd probably give up hope, fall to the floor and assume the fetal position!

So what is the cause of my angst today? If you know me you can probably guess - my son's ADHD. He is such a tremendous joy to us. He is very personable, outgoing, full of life, helpful, sincere, loving - basically just wonderful. He also has ADHD, a chemical imbalance of the brain caused by dopamine transporters working too fast. I had no idea what ADHD was prior to becoming his parent and now with a diagnosis in hand it has opened my eyes to a new level of compassion for any parent who has a child who struggles.

The ongoing question in our house is “do we medicate him?” I have struggled with this for a long time now. We've tried every route outside of medication. We've done behavioral therapy (it does help a lot), natural "remedies" and caffeine to help manage the symptoms. He attends a special needs preschool run by our school district and has an IEP (Individualize Education Program) that is good for 3 years within the school system. We work closely with his teachers and with him at home to ensure he doesn't fall behind in his learning, which when I read that statement implies that he is not smart. Quite the contrary, he is very smart, probably too smart for his own good some days! He just has a hard time sitting and focusing in areas that don't appeal to him.

I worry excessively about his long term health, emotional well being and self value and always the ongoing question is what the right thing to do for this little man?
Of course this is not a decision anyone can make for you. You have to weigh the pros and cons by learning all you can about all treatment options. Try the least offensive first and move along to the next until you find something that will and does work effectively. Of course along the way everyone weighs in with their opinion (some educated, some not so much) which may or may not help. If you're lucky you have a friend or family member who remains neutral and sends you helpful information they find but places no emphasis either way and is just there to support whatever you decide is best (a huge thanks to those who do this and have done this for me). And hopefully in the end you will have raised a child who says, "Thank you. I know it was really hard for you and dad and I really appreciate all that you did to help me. I have a good job, I have great self-esteem and I am happy." - Isn't that what all parents want to hear?

So here is where I am at today and why. Last night DH and I went to a CHADD meeting to learn about the latest medication options and we walked away totally enlightened. The physician who spoke is a very credible MD and is a nationally well known specialist who is highly respected in the ADHD community. He brought in an entirely new understanding of what ADHD is, its effect on the brain and how those who have ADHD feel, compensate, manage, and cope.

A couple of things he said really got to me (I was a cry baby throughout the entire meeting). First, he said of all the patients he treats only 1 or 2 a year truly have the "hyper" portion of ADHD. He described what a truly "hyper" patient acts like and I just sat at the back of the room nodding my head to each description. Then later on in the program after talking about the different meds and how they work I asked him which of them he would recommend for a child under the age of 6. He just looked at me and basically said he wouldn't medicate a child that young. . . UNLESS he/she is that rare truly "hyper" ADHD child. Then he started describing additional "hyper" behaviors and I just sat their nodding my head again and I could see in his eyes that he knew that I wasn't kidding or exaggerating and that I am the parent of that "rare" child and he is only 5!

So I left this meeting realizing that even in the world of ADHD he is a little bit unique and honestly I am okay with that - it gives me peace to know it and I think I can finally stop wondering, "why isn't this working?" when it seems to work for everyone else; because like every child out there he is uniquely his own person.

In the end I was overcome with emotion from the new knowledge received, the support of the other parents at the meeting and for my son who is the one who has to ultimately face this challenge. Most moms’ I know take the blame for this for years (if not forever). I myself struggle with this feeling each time my son has a hard or bad day. Leaving this meeting last night I had to accept the fact that I didn't do this to my son, it’s not my fault. Not only did I not do this to him but I am a great mom. I have been his advocate from the beginning and while I admit I am not perfect my desire do to what is best for him is always there. I do everything I can to help him and sometimes that isn't enough and at those times you do the best you can, you let others help and you fall upon your faith to carry you through. You pray for strength, peace and guidance and you give love like it’s going out of style.

So now do I feel at peace about our latest plan to help him? I don't know. I don't know if I'll ever know but I'll keep doing what I think is best for him and hope things work out so that he is happy.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

A Few New Favorite Quotes

I am currently reading the talks given at the last General Conference. Here are a few of my favorite quotes thus far:

"This life is not so much a time for getting and accumulating as it is a time for giving and becoming." Elder Lance B. Wickman

"Water cannot be drawn from an empty well, and if you are not setting aside a little time for what replenishes you, you will have less and less to give to others, even to your children." Elder M. Russell Ballard

"Call upon our Heavenly Father for help as you care for their needs each day and as you deal with the challenges which inevitably come with parenthood. You need more than your own wisdom in rearing them." President Thomas S. Monson talking to parents about children.

Monday, May 12, 2008

The BEST Beef Stroganoff

We all have certain family recipes that others just aren't able to duplicate to the way "our own family" might make it. I remember my first birthday after my husband and I married. My MIL always makes a special dinner with the menu provided by the birthday person. Obviously from reading the title of this entry I love Beef Stroganoff and so it was the main entree of this birthday meal. This was my first experience into the world of "nobody makes it like my own family" when a bowl of the beef sauce was put on the table and it had ground beef in it (and I think the sauce contained cream of mushroom soup too). Needless to say that while I love my MIL dearly, and how she always goes above and beyond for these occasions, my taste buds were disappointed. Lesson learned: Provide Recipe For Any Special Meals
So here is my Grandma's Beef Stroganoff recipe old school style (not heart healthy nor low fat):

1 Round Steak, cut into 1/2"x3" strips
2 Tbsp Flour
1 Tsp Paprika
1 1/2 Tsp Salt
1/4 Tsp Pepper
1/4 C Shortening
1/4 C Water (I prefer a 1/2 cup)
Mushrooms, sliced
Onions, chopped
2 Tbsp Butter
1 C Sour Cream
1 Pkg Egg Noodles (cook just before serving)

Mix flour, salt, paprika and pepper in a bag. Shake meat in flour mixture and add to the already hot shortening - fry until brown. Pour off some of the grease. Add water, cover tightly and simmer for 90 minutes. Add mushrooms and onions 60 minutes into simmer.

Fold in sour cream - mix well - do not boil.

Bon Appetite!

Thursday, May 8, 2008

The Good & The Bad & The Worst

The Good
Fun morning at the library with sassy daughter who actually played on the computer (which meant I could sit and read for once):


Gave me goofy faces when I asked for pictures:


Looked sweet on the funky green leather bench:


And learned how to check out her own books at the self-check-out area:


More Good:
Took the kiddo's to the open swim at our local pool and didn't have to hold, catch, or coax anyone into swimming. If only I had enrolled them into lessons sooner I could have saves my arms the agony and bruises from last summers adventures in jumping off the dock into mommy's arms over and over and over. . . (you get the idea).

The Bad
No heat in the bedroom. This is so typically annoying. When we first bought our house DH decided the filters in the furnace needed cleaning but procrastinated past the warm summer months and then determined the job could not be put off any longer (why I have no idea) and so we had no heat for a week in the dead of winter while we waited for the filters to dry (again, why it takes a week I have no idea). I thought my massive amount of whining and complaining during the first episode would have deterred him from doing this again but apparently it wasn't annoying enough because here we are without heat in our bedroom. This morning it was a toasty 55 degrees until mid-afternoon when it got up to 59 degrees (can you feel the warmth?). Apparently the excuse this time is that he needed to remove the old filter to take it to the store to buy the new one (because he couldn't remember and wasn't able to write down what size filter to get????) and then kept forgetting the filter at home. Luckily the furnace that heats our bedroom only heats our bedroom and a spare bedroom so it is not that noticeable - unless of course I want to take a shower or change my clothes which is deceiving as I dress for the chill of that room and then sweat in other normally heated areas of the house.

More Bad
After swimming I was searching the internet for a Yam recipe (because I have all these wonderful yams we need to eat from our local organic farm fresh fruit & veggie delivery) and I heard the vacuum go on in our family room. Instant panic!

A month ago my DS made a huge mess in the family room when he decided to throw some yummy cereal all over the floor. Being a newly responsible kid he got out my new vacuum and was cleaning up the evidence. I was so proud of his taking responsibility for his mess that I didn't even yell about the waste of food. It was a few minutes later that DH arrived home and asked about the burnt rubber smell. It was a quandary until he saw the sparks flying out of the vacuum. Upon interrogation of our DS it was revealed that he had sucked up cereal out of the toilet bowl as well as the water in it thus ruining my new vacuum. My FIL being retired and having too much time on his hands took the vacuum to be repaired only to be told it wasn't going to happen so, bless his kind heart and now much lighter wallet, bought me another vacuum.

Isn't she beautiful - and all the attachments aren't even pictured! (like the extension hoses that are currently being used as "guns" by DS)


Fast forward back to this afternoon and my record setting pace to get to the living room to see why the vacuum was being used - ah yes, this time the items spread about the living room were sunflower seeds. Once again our responsible DS was taking care to remove all evidence, before DH came home, and didn't go near the toilet (hurray!). Being the super smart boy that he is he engaged his sister in the chore of actually cleaning up his mess by giving it the appearance of being fun and thus she did all the work.



(Let's get Mommy!)


Is it possible to even have a "normal" childhood without trying this at least once?


The Worst
(WARNING- Image ahead is not for the faint of heart or easily creeped out.)

How would you like to end your day knowing these friendly (NOT) little creepy crawlies are wandering your house?! I hate the part of spring when all the spiders wake up and seem to decide that my house is prime hunting ground.



And thus the end of a well rounded day.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Shoelicious

Isn't it so pathetic that I derive extreme pleasure from finding cool shoes for my kiddos for cheap. I readily admit I am a shoe-acholic. Before my mommy career happened it was a point of jest with my coworkers to tease me about the number of shoes I owned. On one business trip several coworkers and a company VP ventured into my hotel room and saw that I had brought 14 pairs of shoes for our 4 day trip (they were all lined up in front of the dresser), I've yet to hear the end of it (and I wore every pair during those 4 days!!). So I guess it really is no surprise that when I spy the "cool" shoes on the clearnance table with the sign that states all shoes $25.00 I can feel my heart rate increase, my palms start to sweat and I am pulled with some sort of Star Trek like shoe tractor beam over to the uber cool shoes hoping that they will please please please have them in my child's size. SCORE, they do. Ah, now the release of the endorphins and I am once again at peace.



Monday, May 5, 2008

Out of Order

Most days I find my brain is Out of Order. I can no longer remember names of simple every day objects. Words that used to be commonplace in my vocabulary are now nearly extinct since my everyday language has been reduced to toddler/preschooler talk. On top of this I forget everything unless it is literally in front of my face. My husband commented this very evening that I am forgetting a lot of things on our calendar lately - thanks honey. Of course I blame my children as I am now sleep deprived, socially deprived and money deprived. Don't get me wrong, I love the little kiddos and enjoy being with them each day I just noticed that my brain hung up the Out of Order sign the past few years and I am anxiously waiting for someone to come fix it. I am hoping it won't take a long as trying to get the phone company to fix the buzz on my phone line (still waiting on that one too).

In the meantime I am MOM-entarily Out of Order

 
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