The very definition of resolution is to have a firm determination or decide upon a course of action. As usual, the top 10 resolutions made (according to www.ask.com) are:
1. Spend More Time with Family & Friends
2. Fit in Fitness
3. Tame the Bulge
4. Quit Smoking
5. Enjoy Life More
6. Quit Drinking
7. Get Out of Debt
8. Learn Something New
9. Help Others
10. Get Organized
With this grandiose list of "desires" how many will truly get a firm determination? How many will be broken after 30 days or so? What happens when you get that "summer-ready-body?" Will you stop exercising? Will you really quit drinking, smoking, overeating, or using credit as a way to stay afloat? When are we going to learn to stop setting ourselves up for failure?
I invite you to not create resolutions which have an expiration date. Instead, create a vision for your life that has stages and obtainable goals? Why not determine your course of action to succeed and not to fail? Why not choose to make 2010 the start of something great in your life? Take 15 minutes to jot down your dreams, visions, and goals, and then over the course of January, make an earnest effort to pick at least one, define and detail your plan of attainment and get started on the road to changing your life by charting a different course.
As you prepare to go out and have a wonderful evening filled with family, fun, and friends, be absolutely resolute to make a change that will impact your life and the life of those around you. Laugh out loud, and enjoy your family today! Happy New Year's and may the best of 2009 be the launch pad for the basis of your 2010! Much success, blessings, and enjoyment!
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Do you want to be loved?
This morning, I woke up refreshed, and excited that I had 7 full hours of sleep. Being in the 3rd trimester of pregnancy, that is not only an oddity, but a rarity! I got out of bed, freshened up, and headed to the kitchen. I made fresh blueberry muffins, coffee, set the table, made my 2 school-aged children lunch, and even had time to make my husband lunch....all before waking them up! Once I woke them up, we all got ready, came to kitchen, began to enjoy breakfast and my husband calls out, "Hey, do the kids have time to watch President Obama receive the Nobel Peace Prize?" At first, I said, "no," but then I changed my mind and let them watch the last 15 minutes. It was a good discussion point as none of us had ever actually watched the ceremony.
Afterwards, we finished up, headed to school, and dropped them off. All in the midst of last minute yelling to "hurry up before we're late."
"Those are my sneakers, take them off."
"Mom, he's wearing my sneakers and won't give them back to me."
"They're not her's, they're mine." yadda yadda yadda.
You see, the kids have to wear black sneakers to school. They have the same ones, but they differ by one shoe size.
"Son, take her shoes off, put your's on, and let's go!" We arrive to school, now calmed and ready to begin the day.
On the way home, I heard someone say, "Most people who are mean, sarcastic, or continually say critical words really just want to be loved and don't know how." The first thought that came to me was, well, maybe, but sometimes they're just mean and could care less. The second thought was it's true. Those words then pierced my heart and I had to examine the words I used or my actions this morning and how closely they aligned with one side or the other.
Sometimes, people have never had a positive example of what love is and how to love. They just don't know how to do it. As creatures, we oftentimes lean toward negative behavior because that is what has been modeled. Negative being sarcasm, think the worst, self-destructive behavior, lying, sharp remarks, rebuffing kindness, etc. There are many times where it totally rubs us the wrong way to accept those who are different than ourselves, or even those who do things in ways we just wouldn't do.
How does this all play out during this Christmas season when we're all supposed to be jolly, happy, filled with joy, and thanks? What happens when we come across that disgruntled employee; or that person who cuts us off in traffic; or nearly knocks us over as we're walking and then has the audacity to yell at us for being in their way? Is our response to return the gestures or words? Do we just smile on the outside and fume on the inside? Do we have sympathy and just keep doing what we're doing? What is your response? How are you going to show someone else love?
This morning, I showed my family love by making a special breakfast. I showed frustration by yelling at the kids for nearly making us late because of switching shoes. I showed love by apologizing, hugging, kissing, and saying encouraging words. I yelled at the driver who cut me off and nearly made me hit another car while driving. I smiled at the person who walked as slow as possible to cross the street. I had ups and downs in my "love walk" this morning. I agree there are things I need to work on, but it prompted me to think about what I heard. Did I consider that the other driver who sped through the light and nearly hit me was late, or maybe got horrifying news of a loved one who was in the hospital? Did I consider that there may have been something medically wrong with the slow walker and they could go no faster? Everyone has their own reasons for why they behave the way in which they do. We are only responsible for our own actions, not necessarily judging the actions of others.
So I invite all of you to consider the other possibilities and think outside of your own situations. Think how can I show kindness and model love today? What one action can I do or word can I say when someone is not being as kind as possible? It's a hard assignment, but when we model love, it's a seed that breaks down the barrier to others hatred, hurt, anger, bitterness, depression, or negative situation. Try it and see what happens.
If you have a positive story, please post it here so we all can laugh out loud, rejoice with you, and enjoy our families and lives today.
Afterwards, we finished up, headed to school, and dropped them off. All in the midst of last minute yelling to "hurry up before we're late."
"Those are my sneakers, take them off."
"Mom, he's wearing my sneakers and won't give them back to me."
"They're not her's, they're mine." yadda yadda yadda.
You see, the kids have to wear black sneakers to school. They have the same ones, but they differ by one shoe size.
"Son, take her shoes off, put your's on, and let's go!" We arrive to school, now calmed and ready to begin the day.
On the way home, I heard someone say, "Most people who are mean, sarcastic, or continually say critical words really just want to be loved and don't know how." The first thought that came to me was, well, maybe, but sometimes they're just mean and could care less. The second thought was it's true. Those words then pierced my heart and I had to examine the words I used or my actions this morning and how closely they aligned with one side or the other.
Sometimes, people have never had a positive example of what love is and how to love. They just don't know how to do it. As creatures, we oftentimes lean toward negative behavior because that is what has been modeled. Negative being sarcasm, think the worst, self-destructive behavior, lying, sharp remarks, rebuffing kindness, etc. There are many times where it totally rubs us the wrong way to accept those who are different than ourselves, or even those who do things in ways we just wouldn't do.
How does this all play out during this Christmas season when we're all supposed to be jolly, happy, filled with joy, and thanks? What happens when we come across that disgruntled employee; or that person who cuts us off in traffic; or nearly knocks us over as we're walking and then has the audacity to yell at us for being in their way? Is our response to return the gestures or words? Do we just smile on the outside and fume on the inside? Do we have sympathy and just keep doing what we're doing? What is your response? How are you going to show someone else love?
This morning, I showed my family love by making a special breakfast. I showed frustration by yelling at the kids for nearly making us late because of switching shoes. I showed love by apologizing, hugging, kissing, and saying encouraging words. I yelled at the driver who cut me off and nearly made me hit another car while driving. I smiled at the person who walked as slow as possible to cross the street. I had ups and downs in my "love walk" this morning. I agree there are things I need to work on, but it prompted me to think about what I heard. Did I consider that the other driver who sped through the light and nearly hit me was late, or maybe got horrifying news of a loved one who was in the hospital? Did I consider that there may have been something medically wrong with the slow walker and they could go no faster? Everyone has their own reasons for why they behave the way in which they do. We are only responsible for our own actions, not necessarily judging the actions of others.
So I invite all of you to consider the other possibilities and think outside of your own situations. Think how can I show kindness and model love today? What one action can I do or word can I say when someone is not being as kind as possible? It's a hard assignment, but when we model love, it's a seed that breaks down the barrier to others hatred, hurt, anger, bitterness, depression, or negative situation. Try it and see what happens.
If you have a positive story, please post it here so we all can laugh out loud, rejoice with you, and enjoy our families and lives today.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Mean Mommy Syndrome
After putting my son in time out because he was jumping on the chair for the second time, about to hurt himself, I heard him mutter under his breath, “Mommy’s Mean! She never lets me do anything.” With that gruff, he turned his little lips up, scowled to himself, and pouted for a minute before I turned in his direction.
“Son, do you not have a happy heart right now?” I know it seems like an out of the blue crazy question, but in my usual fashion, I asked anyway.
A brief moment passed before he answered, but he finally grumbled, “Yes, I have a happy heart.” It took another 30 seconds or so, but after that affirmation, he stopped grimacing, stopped whining, and sat up straight. He finished his time out, we had a brief talk about actions, consequences, rewards, and his heart.
The quick history behind my question is that we are teaching our children that their actions carry consequences or rewards. I don’t choose their consequences or rewards, they do!
A happy heart is about learning to understand and deal with controlling one’s self even in the most negative of situations. When we learn how to control our emotions, mind, and physical bodies, we will ultimately learn that our choices have placed us in many of the situations we find ourselves (both positive and negative). By developing a happy heart, we will find that our outlook leans more towards the positive, than towards the negative. We begin to seek solutions as opposed to focusing on the problem or what we cannot do.
On the other hand, I almost enjoy being labeled a “mean mommy.”
1. It is the mean mommies of the world that set a standard and don’t back down from that standard.
2. It is the mean mommies of the world that expect and push children to achieve greatness and reach their full potential.
3. It is the mean mommies of the world that love unconditionally and command respect.
4. It is the mean mommies of the world that get looked back on with reverence when the child matures and life’s lessons are absorbed. The child sees the points behind all the lectures, the rules, and the motives.
5. It is the mean mommies of the world that are actually not mean at all, but love their children to a fault and want nothing but the best for them. Out of this love, what is initially perceived as “mean” is really imagination, hope, vision, and desire.
So, I salute all the “mean mommies” of the world and say, keep doing what you’re doing. It pays off, and in the end, our children will look back on us and their undying love will spill out as they realize we weren’t mean at all, but simply being a Great Mom! So, laugh out loud, and enjoy your children today!
“Son, do you not have a happy heart right now?” I know it seems like an out of the blue crazy question, but in my usual fashion, I asked anyway.
A brief moment passed before he answered, but he finally grumbled, “Yes, I have a happy heart.” It took another 30 seconds or so, but after that affirmation, he stopped grimacing, stopped whining, and sat up straight. He finished his time out, we had a brief talk about actions, consequences, rewards, and his heart.
The quick history behind my question is that we are teaching our children that their actions carry consequences or rewards. I don’t choose their consequences or rewards, they do!
A happy heart is about learning to understand and deal with controlling one’s self even in the most negative of situations. When we learn how to control our emotions, mind, and physical bodies, we will ultimately learn that our choices have placed us in many of the situations we find ourselves (both positive and negative). By developing a happy heart, we will find that our outlook leans more towards the positive, than towards the negative. We begin to seek solutions as opposed to focusing on the problem or what we cannot do.
On the other hand, I almost enjoy being labeled a “mean mommy.”
1. It is the mean mommies of the world that set a standard and don’t back down from that standard.
2. It is the mean mommies of the world that expect and push children to achieve greatness and reach their full potential.
3. It is the mean mommies of the world that love unconditionally and command respect.
4. It is the mean mommies of the world that get looked back on with reverence when the child matures and life’s lessons are absorbed. The child sees the points behind all the lectures, the rules, and the motives.
5. It is the mean mommies of the world that are actually not mean at all, but love their children to a fault and want nothing but the best for them. Out of this love, what is initially perceived as “mean” is really imagination, hope, vision, and desire.
So, I salute all the “mean mommies” of the world and say, keep doing what you’re doing. It pays off, and in the end, our children will look back on us and their undying love will spill out as they realize we weren’t mean at all, but simply being a Great Mom! So, laugh out loud, and enjoy your children today!
College Hoorah
Today I received the most exciting call regarding acceptance into college. It was from a friend who was a single mother for nearly 14 years before meeting and marrying her second husband.
She has worked hard and long. She has fought the statistics and is on the other end excited, standing tall and proud. After working, saving, and investing for the past 14 years for her son’s college education, her family just received a preliminary letter of acceptance into college, ALL EXPENSES PAID! Her son needs only continue getting good grades, finish his sports seasons, and confirm with the university his arrival date. That’s it!
After speaking with her, she expressed her excitement as well as her continual work over the years. She has had to make sure to follow up with him on his homework daily. “Son, do you have any homework? Are you sure? Are you sure? Are you sure? Can I see your folder?” Not that this was disbelief, but she wanted to make sure that neither he nor she was missing something that would hinder his continual success.
She further acknowledged that her work is not done and she knows it! Contrary to popular belief and even practice, she knows that even though he has received this preliminary letter, both he and even she still has to finish strong. Now is not the time to relax and let go, even though it would make sense and even feel overwhelmingly great. Now is the time to dot every “i” and cross every “t.” Now is the time to complete all paperwork, reaffirm the vision and goals, and find comfort in the wonderful relationship they have built over the years.
I am so inspired and can relate to her enthusiasm, relief, and pride. Were it not for a scholarship to attend college, I would not have been able to go. My mother was a single mother working hard to put food on the table and clothes on her 5 children’s backs. She didn’t have any “extra” savings or income with which to put me through college. I worked hard, got scholarships, grants, loans, and worked while attending college in order to pay for it. I consider myself fortunate and know the relief that comes from a child attending a college, and it not being a financial strain or even a burden on the family.
I not only rejoice with her today, but with every woman who stands strong, powerful, and persistent. So today, I stand in agreement, and salute all those who can laugh out loud and enjoy their families today!
She has worked hard and long. She has fought the statistics and is on the other end excited, standing tall and proud. After working, saving, and investing for the past 14 years for her son’s college education, her family just received a preliminary letter of acceptance into college, ALL EXPENSES PAID! Her son needs only continue getting good grades, finish his sports seasons, and confirm with the university his arrival date. That’s it!
After speaking with her, she expressed her excitement as well as her continual work over the years. She has had to make sure to follow up with him on his homework daily. “Son, do you have any homework? Are you sure? Are you sure? Are you sure? Can I see your folder?” Not that this was disbelief, but she wanted to make sure that neither he nor she was missing something that would hinder his continual success.
She further acknowledged that her work is not done and she knows it! Contrary to popular belief and even practice, she knows that even though he has received this preliminary letter, both he and even she still has to finish strong. Now is not the time to relax and let go, even though it would make sense and even feel overwhelmingly great. Now is the time to dot every “i” and cross every “t.” Now is the time to complete all paperwork, reaffirm the vision and goals, and find comfort in the wonderful relationship they have built over the years.
I am so inspired and can relate to her enthusiasm, relief, and pride. Were it not for a scholarship to attend college, I would not have been able to go. My mother was a single mother working hard to put food on the table and clothes on her 5 children’s backs. She didn’t have any “extra” savings or income with which to put me through college. I worked hard, got scholarships, grants, loans, and worked while attending college in order to pay for it. I consider myself fortunate and know the relief that comes from a child attending a college, and it not being a financial strain or even a burden on the family.
I not only rejoice with her today, but with every woman who stands strong, powerful, and persistent. So today, I stand in agreement, and salute all those who can laugh out loud and enjoy their families today!
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Healthcare Stance Pt. 2
I just had two weeks of finger pricks, blood draws, and completely normal results! I called the attending nurse after faxing her my weekly results. I informed her that I would no longer continue the process as I committed to only two weeks and no more. She was somewhat surprised at my announcement, but reluctantly accepted this. She told me she would call me next week to make sure that I didn't change my mind. I reassured her that I wouldn't.
To this her reply was, "well, you will have to speak with your physician and get his approval before stopping the monitoring."
I wondered what in the world was going through this nurse's mind the entire conversation and doubted whether or not she remembers our initial discussion or even paid attention to this current dialogue. Again, I restated, "I explained to both you and to my OB that I was not diabetic. Your tests confirmed this result. I entertained these last two weeks to not only ensure I was well within the normal guidelines, but also to ease all of our concerns. Having done that, I feel confident that it is my privilege and right to refuse further treatments."
She put up a weak fight again and asked, "when is your next OB appointment?"
"It is tomorrow," I politely, yet adamantly responded.
"Well, your OB still has to call me, but in case he doesn't I need to hear back from you too."
"Not a problem, I'll call you as soon as I leave the appointment." With that, I got off the phone and eagerly anticipated the showdown with my OB. Showdown because I was enrolled in a course of treatment I was not originally a part of. I felt hoodwinked and bamboozled. However, that wouldn't happen again.
At the appointment, I informed my OB that I wouldn't participate in any more of the finger pricks. I was done. I was well aware of my body, eating habits, physical exercise, amount of water I drank, and even monitored the amount of sweets I consumed. I was choosing to not accept this treatment any longer.
"Well, Mrs. Cadet, it is a service we offer. You seem like a very intelligent patient and your decision is fine. We mainly suggest this to our patients because many of them need monitoring and help to control all of the factors that you just listed. Obviously you don't so I see no further issue."
"Well, Doctor, glad you agree with me. Can you please call the nurse so that she is aware of this conversation and understands that this is not only authorized, but in MY best judgment?"
"Sure, I'll have my nurse call her today. Thanks and have a great day."
With that, the OB left the room, I got dressed and life went back to normal.
Moral of the story is that when you are informed of not only the purpose of treatments, your physical health, and even what your rights are as a patient, you are in the drivers seat and can have an intelligent discussion with your physician.
The talks we have heard about with all the different discussions on health care, mammograms and the the such will do you no good if you are ill informed and go only with the flow. You have to stand up for your rights and research your options. Only then will you be able to make decisions that positively impact your and your family's lives.
So, as I did, I invite you to Laugh out Loud and Enjoy your family today.
To this her reply was, "well, you will have to speak with your physician and get his approval before stopping the monitoring."
I wondered what in the world was going through this nurse's mind the entire conversation and doubted whether or not she remembers our initial discussion or even paid attention to this current dialogue. Again, I restated, "I explained to both you and to my OB that I was not diabetic. Your tests confirmed this result. I entertained these last two weeks to not only ensure I was well within the normal guidelines, but also to ease all of our concerns. Having done that, I feel confident that it is my privilege and right to refuse further treatments."
She put up a weak fight again and asked, "when is your next OB appointment?"
"It is tomorrow," I politely, yet adamantly responded.
"Well, your OB still has to call me, but in case he doesn't I need to hear back from you too."
"Not a problem, I'll call you as soon as I leave the appointment." With that, I got off the phone and eagerly anticipated the showdown with my OB. Showdown because I was enrolled in a course of treatment I was not originally a part of. I felt hoodwinked and bamboozled. However, that wouldn't happen again.
At the appointment, I informed my OB that I wouldn't participate in any more of the finger pricks. I was done. I was well aware of my body, eating habits, physical exercise, amount of water I drank, and even monitored the amount of sweets I consumed. I was choosing to not accept this treatment any longer.
"Well, Mrs. Cadet, it is a service we offer. You seem like a very intelligent patient and your decision is fine. We mainly suggest this to our patients because many of them need monitoring and help to control all of the factors that you just listed. Obviously you don't so I see no further issue."
"Well, Doctor, glad you agree with me. Can you please call the nurse so that she is aware of this conversation and understands that this is not only authorized, but in MY best judgment?"
"Sure, I'll have my nurse call her today. Thanks and have a great day."
With that, the OB left the room, I got dressed and life went back to normal.
Moral of the story is that when you are informed of not only the purpose of treatments, your physical health, and even what your rights are as a patient, you are in the drivers seat and can have an intelligent discussion with your physician.
The talks we have heard about with all the different discussions on health care, mammograms and the the such will do you no good if you are ill informed and go only with the flow. You have to stand up for your rights and research your options. Only then will you be able to make decisions that positively impact your and your family's lives.
So, as I did, I invite you to Laugh out Loud and Enjoy your family today.
Thanksgiving Blessings & Tricks
Today, I walked through the grocery store doing my last minute shopping. The store was filled with associates eagerly stocking shelves, frantic customers looking for Thanksgiving goodies, and tons of disgruntled customers grumbling about long lines, lack of their desired staple, and other choice words.
I bobbed and weaved through the maze of people and running children as I scratched off each item on my list. I was ready to grumble until I remembered why I was there and realized that this day was one of blessings, and thanks. I smiled, said a pleasant “excuse me sir or ma’am.” I exchanged polite conversation and pleasantries with the cashier and off I went.
After all, Thanksgiving is about sharing love, being kind to your fellow man, and expressing gratitude to one and all. Sometimes, I have to force myself to be thankful and overlook the small subtleties that want to derail me from what this holiday, and everyday should be about. I force myself to express sympathy when the kids are running up and down the hall and one of them gets hurt. That is, despite being told at least a dozen times not to run in the house.
I force a smile when my hubby says, “Hey honey, tomorrow, I’m going out for a few hours.” That is despite knowing I still need to get to the store, make lunch and dinner for this day, and prepare for tomorrow’s dinner. I have to smile lovingly and realize he needs to recharge as much as I do.
I stop and remember that I love my family and they love me too. Even though the day is hectic and stress level can be high, we take one day out of the whole year to express our sincere gratitude and affection for one another.
I really appreciate it when I learn that there are simple tips and tricks that I can employ that help me focus on the family and not solely on the day of cooking or other thing that wants to distract me.
1. Plan ahead and establish a menu.
2. Decide ahead of time who will make what.
3. Give everyone a job so that everyone feels like they are helping the family.
4. Find shortcuts that help in food preparation: pre-sliced or diced items (i.e. cheese, collard greens, carrots, lettuce, etc.).
5. Prepare as much as possible the day before so you only have minor things to do on the actual Thanksgiving Day (i.e. - boil the macaroni, make the pies, make the potato salad, etc.).
Don’t forget to enjoy the day and share special memories with your family. Laugh out loud and enjoy your family this holiday season.
I bobbed and weaved through the maze of people and running children as I scratched off each item on my list. I was ready to grumble until I remembered why I was there and realized that this day was one of blessings, and thanks. I smiled, said a pleasant “excuse me sir or ma’am.” I exchanged polite conversation and pleasantries with the cashier and off I went.
After all, Thanksgiving is about sharing love, being kind to your fellow man, and expressing gratitude to one and all. Sometimes, I have to force myself to be thankful and overlook the small subtleties that want to derail me from what this holiday, and everyday should be about. I force myself to express sympathy when the kids are running up and down the hall and one of them gets hurt. That is, despite being told at least a dozen times not to run in the house.
I force a smile when my hubby says, “Hey honey, tomorrow, I’m going out for a few hours.” That is despite knowing I still need to get to the store, make lunch and dinner for this day, and prepare for tomorrow’s dinner. I have to smile lovingly and realize he needs to recharge as much as I do.
I stop and remember that I love my family and they love me too. Even though the day is hectic and stress level can be high, we take one day out of the whole year to express our sincere gratitude and affection for one another.
I really appreciate it when I learn that there are simple tips and tricks that I can employ that help me focus on the family and not solely on the day of cooking or other thing that wants to distract me.
1. Plan ahead and establish a menu.
2. Decide ahead of time who will make what.
3. Give everyone a job so that everyone feels like they are helping the family.
4. Find shortcuts that help in food preparation: pre-sliced or diced items (i.e. cheese, collard greens, carrots, lettuce, etc.).
5. Prepare as much as possible the day before so you only have minor things to do on the actual Thanksgiving Day (i.e. - boil the macaroni, make the pies, make the potato salad, etc.).
Don’t forget to enjoy the day and share special memories with your family. Laugh out loud and enjoy your family this holiday season.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
How Far Will You Go?
As any pregnant woman, mom, or spouse knows, somewhere in the 25th or 26th week of pregnancy, women have to take a glucose tolerance test. Basically, the test is administered to ensure that a woman is not on the verge of developing gestational diabetes causing both the baby and mother to have health complications.
Anyway, as is my normal routine with the past 3 children, I take the one hour and I have yet to fall within the "normal range." Because my body was not able to fully break down the glucose juice, I had to follow-up with the 3 hour long glucose test. Each time I take the 3 hour test, it comes back well within the normal range. This is normally a good indication that all is fine with both me and the baby.
Since moving to New Orleans and having a different Obstetrician, I have found that some physicians are more than just cautious. They are overly cautious. Despite my previous medical history, my knowledge of my own body, and diet, my current OB decided that he would lump me with his group of "diabetic" patients. Oh, I guess I should state again...I am NOT Diabetic. I merely was 7 points higher than the allowable "normal" range for my one hour test. This could have been caused by my eating too much candy from Holloween, or my late night snack every night before going to bed, or even not drinking enough water the previous few days.
Therefore, my OB prescribed me to perform four skin pricks per day, draw blood, and then record the results in a journal. He wants me to do this for the next two to three months. His logic and rationale is that by monitoring my blood level daily, he can ensure that I don't fall in the gestational diabetic realm (because I scored 7 pounds outside of the normal range on my 1 hour test and the 3 hour was normal).
How far should I go to stand up for my beliefs and wishes? I know that I am not nor have I ever been diabetic. I will not idly stand by and be a pin cushion, nor will I allow my doctor to solely determine what he feels is best for me. I appreciate his experience and wisdom, yet I reserve the right to respectively disagree and decline. A part of health care is open discourse and discussion with my health care provider. I could choose a different provider, but what if I go from bad to worse? What if I choose a different provider and have no connection with that physician? What if that physician is worse than this one? What if I stay where I am and do nothing?
Open discussion is the course of action that I am going to choose. However, I will stand my ground and express myself. I will not continue to do the skin pricks nor will I subject myself to mindless testing all for the sake of "caution." It is time that patients stand up for their right to have a say so in their healthcare. It is time that we take an active interest in our health and the course of treatment that effect us and our families. Whether you are a pregnant woman, mother of children, grandmother or father, or anyone needing healthcare, this message is for you. it is time we stand up and become informed on our health, our options, and our insurance.
It seems that in this time of healthcare debates and reform, open discussion is needed now more than ever. We have to want to be informed, get involved, and take an active interest in our lives. In order to laugh out loud, and enjoy our families today, everyday, and in the future, we have to step out of our normal routine and do all we have to do to ensure our health, safety, and care.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving and Christmas season!
Anyway, as is my normal routine with the past 3 children, I take the one hour and I have yet to fall within the "normal range." Because my body was not able to fully break down the glucose juice, I had to follow-up with the 3 hour long glucose test. Each time I take the 3 hour test, it comes back well within the normal range. This is normally a good indication that all is fine with both me and the baby.
Since moving to New Orleans and having a different Obstetrician, I have found that some physicians are more than just cautious. They are overly cautious. Despite my previous medical history, my knowledge of my own body, and diet, my current OB decided that he would lump me with his group of "diabetic" patients. Oh, I guess I should state again...I am NOT Diabetic. I merely was 7 points higher than the allowable "normal" range for my one hour test. This could have been caused by my eating too much candy from Holloween, or my late night snack every night before going to bed, or even not drinking enough water the previous few days.
Therefore, my OB prescribed me to perform four skin pricks per day, draw blood, and then record the results in a journal. He wants me to do this for the next two to three months. His logic and rationale is that by monitoring my blood level daily, he can ensure that I don't fall in the gestational diabetic realm (because I scored 7 pounds outside of the normal range on my 1 hour test and the 3 hour was normal).
How far should I go to stand up for my beliefs and wishes? I know that I am not nor have I ever been diabetic. I will not idly stand by and be a pin cushion, nor will I allow my doctor to solely determine what he feels is best for me. I appreciate his experience and wisdom, yet I reserve the right to respectively disagree and decline. A part of health care is open discourse and discussion with my health care provider. I could choose a different provider, but what if I go from bad to worse? What if I choose a different provider and have no connection with that physician? What if that physician is worse than this one? What if I stay where I am and do nothing?
Open discussion is the course of action that I am going to choose. However, I will stand my ground and express myself. I will not continue to do the skin pricks nor will I subject myself to mindless testing all for the sake of "caution." It is time that patients stand up for their right to have a say so in their healthcare. It is time that we take an active interest in our health and the course of treatment that effect us and our families. Whether you are a pregnant woman, mother of children, grandmother or father, or anyone needing healthcare, this message is for you. it is time we stand up and become informed on our health, our options, and our insurance.
It seems that in this time of healthcare debates and reform, open discussion is needed now more than ever. We have to want to be informed, get involved, and take an active interest in our lives. In order to laugh out loud, and enjoy our families today, everyday, and in the future, we have to step out of our normal routine and do all we have to do to ensure our health, safety, and care.
Have a wonderful Thanksgiving and Christmas season!
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Inspect What You Expect
I remember being a mid-twenty something sitting in a relatively warm church hearing the words, "inspect what you expect." At first, it seemed to only have relevance for that particular message. It was not until later that my husband kept repeating the same words to me when I got disappointed by someone who I had asked to do something and they had either not completed the task, or it was not up to the standard I expected or knew they were capable. He just uttered "inspect what you expect." In my brain, if I show you how to do a thing, then watch you do it once or twice, and you say, you understand, I believe we're good and I don't have to micromanage the task or the person.
Just this past week, I had to "inspect what I expected." However, this time, it was from the smallest members of our household. They had been given a task to perform and little did I know, they did their rendition of the task, but it was way below the standard that was set. I am still learning that I have to "inspect what I expect" and not feel like it is micromanaging or showing a lack of confidence. I guess, it's something that I just have to deal with and get over.
In reality, we all give our children tasks that we know they are capable of achieving with proficiency. What is our reaction when they fail to perform to the level of our expectations? Do we yell, shake our heads in disbelief, or take the time to show them how to properly do it? Do we check on our children with regularity to ensure that they have an understanding of what is being asked? Have we taught our children to ask for help when they need it? Have we taught that asking for help is not a sign of weakness, but rather a sign of a truly intelligent person who wants to get better and show a mastery of what they have been given? Have we linked our expectations with a character trait that is quantifiable and has the ability to produce amazing adults?
Is this all to deep? I hope not, because if I am confronted with this little piece of normalcy, I am sure other parents are as well. Hopefully, we all respond that we are thinking of the future and not just the present. We are teaching our children how to be self-sufficient and to value certain traits such as dedication, honoring standards set and exceeding them, and learning to ask for help to do their best. At the end of the day, we have to "inspect what we expect" until it is shown and proven with consistency that the person has a mastery of the task being performed.
After exhaling, reaffirming my intentions, and demonstrating what was expected, I laughed out loud, and enjoyed yet another life lesson with my children! I invite you to do the same.
Just this past week, I had to "inspect what I expected." However, this time, it was from the smallest members of our household. They had been given a task to perform and little did I know, they did their rendition of the task, but it was way below the standard that was set. I am still learning that I have to "inspect what I expect" and not feel like it is micromanaging or showing a lack of confidence. I guess, it's something that I just have to deal with and get over.
In reality, we all give our children tasks that we know they are capable of achieving with proficiency. What is our reaction when they fail to perform to the level of our expectations? Do we yell, shake our heads in disbelief, or take the time to show them how to properly do it? Do we check on our children with regularity to ensure that they have an understanding of what is being asked? Have we taught our children to ask for help when they need it? Have we taught that asking for help is not a sign of weakness, but rather a sign of a truly intelligent person who wants to get better and show a mastery of what they have been given? Have we linked our expectations with a character trait that is quantifiable and has the ability to produce amazing adults?
Is this all to deep? I hope not, because if I am confronted with this little piece of normalcy, I am sure other parents are as well. Hopefully, we all respond that we are thinking of the future and not just the present. We are teaching our children how to be self-sufficient and to value certain traits such as dedication, honoring standards set and exceeding them, and learning to ask for help to do their best. At the end of the day, we have to "inspect what we expect" until it is shown and proven with consistency that the person has a mastery of the task being performed.
After exhaling, reaffirming my intentions, and demonstrating what was expected, I laughed out loud, and enjoyed yet another life lesson with my children! I invite you to do the same.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Yellow Blurry Lines
It's been way to long since I last wrote, but alas, I finally remembered to be inspired to take some time away from life's little nuances.
As I drove home from picking up the kids today, I noticed that traffic was unusually slow in one area. Assuming it was because of the four foot wide dimple holes or the six inch high raised and cracked streets, I didn't think too much about it. However, when I finally got to the main area down the street, I noticed the big yellow arrow telling all the drivers in the right lane to merge with the left lane. Again, I was curious, but let my lingering thoughts and kids' conversation take over my mind. It wasn't until I drove past the arrow that I saw three men walking along side a machine making yellow lines down the middle of the road that I was taken aback.
I was a little upset to say the least. How can the City of New Orleans waste the tax payer money with man hours and yellow blurry lines in the street when the potholes, dimples, and raised asphalt are in dire need of repair? How can they lose sight of the bigger issue that causes accidents; in lieu of the minor cosmetic changes being made? Yes, there were existing blurry lines which drivers saw, or inadvertently knew were there, regardless of the painted yellow lines now being made.
Immediately, my common sense ceased my thoughts and I had to realize that as a parent, I can be like the City! I can lose sight of the many wonderful things I desire to do with my children because of my focus on their immediate behavior lapses or even my own issues. I focus on the now instead of the bigger picture of the future. I choose to forsake what I truly desire to see happen in an effort to quell the concerns of now.
How many of us out there can admit to losing sight of what's important in the lives of our families? I stand up first and admit that I've taken my eyes off of the prize and settled for something that is more tangible that I can touch and feel. It is not necessarily wrong, but it is something that I know I have compromised upon. However, I make a stance right here and now to not compromise on my goals, visions, and dreams for my family. I vow to keep my eyes focused on building a great future through making memories. I will not look at one test with a poor grade and yell at my child. I will not yell for not jumping to attention the moment I request it. I will focus on character building traits that will ultimately help my children to be responsible, compassionate, helpful, resourceful people who always strive to do their best in every situation. In essence, I will fix the streets first (keep my eyes on the bigger prize) and not make yellow lines instead (immediate concerns of now)!
Until next time, ponder that thought, laugh out loud and love on your family today.
As I drove home from picking up the kids today, I noticed that traffic was unusually slow in one area. Assuming it was because of the four foot wide dimple holes or the six inch high raised and cracked streets, I didn't think too much about it. However, when I finally got to the main area down the street, I noticed the big yellow arrow telling all the drivers in the right lane to merge with the left lane. Again, I was curious, but let my lingering thoughts and kids' conversation take over my mind. It wasn't until I drove past the arrow that I saw three men walking along side a machine making yellow lines down the middle of the road that I was taken aback.
I was a little upset to say the least. How can the City of New Orleans waste the tax payer money with man hours and yellow blurry lines in the street when the potholes, dimples, and raised asphalt are in dire need of repair? How can they lose sight of the bigger issue that causes accidents; in lieu of the minor cosmetic changes being made? Yes, there were existing blurry lines which drivers saw, or inadvertently knew were there, regardless of the painted yellow lines now being made.
Immediately, my common sense ceased my thoughts and I had to realize that as a parent, I can be like the City! I can lose sight of the many wonderful things I desire to do with my children because of my focus on their immediate behavior lapses or even my own issues. I focus on the now instead of the bigger picture of the future. I choose to forsake what I truly desire to see happen in an effort to quell the concerns of now.
How many of us out there can admit to losing sight of what's important in the lives of our families? I stand up first and admit that I've taken my eyes off of the prize and settled for something that is more tangible that I can touch and feel. It is not necessarily wrong, but it is something that I know I have compromised upon. However, I make a stance right here and now to not compromise on my goals, visions, and dreams for my family. I vow to keep my eyes focused on building a great future through making memories. I will not look at one test with a poor grade and yell at my child. I will not yell for not jumping to attention the moment I request it. I will focus on character building traits that will ultimately help my children to be responsible, compassionate, helpful, resourceful people who always strive to do their best in every situation. In essence, I will fix the streets first (keep my eyes on the bigger prize) and not make yellow lines instead (immediate concerns of now)!
Until next time, ponder that thought, laugh out loud and love on your family today.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Oasis In the Bayou
Today we had our weekly family outing, 'family time.' We decided to go to a place that many have told us is a great catch all park where the kids can run, jump, and have a bunch of fun. We were wholly unprepared for the surprise we were about to embark upon.
Driving past lots of dilapidated houses and remnants of Hurricane Katrina, we did not know what to expect. Suddenly, we turn a corner and see a huge welcoming sign followed by full tennis courts, large and beautiful trees that lazily hang over the streets and create a sense of complete serenity.
We park our car, get out and begin to walk towards the amusement park that is housed within this great park. We hear cheers, screams, smell the wonderful aroma of barbecue and popcorn. With excitement, the kids jump up and down in utter surprise as we prepare to enter the amusement park. Ride after ride, they are filled with youthful joy and plan out their next move. All we hear are calls of "Can we go on that next? Can we get a snow cone? Can we play in the park now dad?"
It was hot and humid, but nothing could replace the pure delight and joy expressed by all three children as they happily ran from ride to ride. No long lines. No huge park congestion. No fear of losing your child! It is the perfect size for family fun. The park is big enough to not get completely bored, but small enough to be contained in one afternoon. There was even a great park full of a fire truck, a space ship, fairy tale depictions, and serenity. It was a veritable cornucopia of juxtapositions of imagery and imaginations.
We had to stop momentarily to eat lunch. Hamburgers, hot dogs, or nachos were the main menu items. Not really a great assortment, but now we know we can bring food into the park. (Mental note for next time.) After lunch, the kids went on a few more rides and we finalized it all up with snow cones and slushies.
For only the second time since we arrived in New Orleans, once we got back to the hotel, the children fell right asleep for a nap. Any day where the kids can be kids (sweat, laugh, get messy, scream, run, jump, and smile all day) is a great day!
We had a ball Laughing Out Loud, and Enjoying Our Children and Family Time Today! Find something that you can do that helps you to Laugh Out Loud and Enjoy Your Children today! No matter whether the kids are 2, 15, or 25!
Driving past lots of dilapidated houses and remnants of Hurricane Katrina, we did not know what to expect. Suddenly, we turn a corner and see a huge welcoming sign followed by full tennis courts, large and beautiful trees that lazily hang over the streets and create a sense of complete serenity.
We park our car, get out and begin to walk towards the amusement park that is housed within this great park. We hear cheers, screams, smell the wonderful aroma of barbecue and popcorn. With excitement, the kids jump up and down in utter surprise as we prepare to enter the amusement park. Ride after ride, they are filled with youthful joy and plan out their next move. All we hear are calls of "Can we go on that next? Can we get a snow cone? Can we play in the park now dad?"
It was hot and humid, but nothing could replace the pure delight and joy expressed by all three children as they happily ran from ride to ride. No long lines. No huge park congestion. No fear of losing your child! It is the perfect size for family fun. The park is big enough to not get completely bored, but small enough to be contained in one afternoon. There was even a great park full of a fire truck, a space ship, fairy tale depictions, and serenity. It was a veritable cornucopia of juxtapositions of imagery and imaginations.
We had to stop momentarily to eat lunch. Hamburgers, hot dogs, or nachos were the main menu items. Not really a great assortment, but now we know we can bring food into the park. (Mental note for next time.) After lunch, the kids went on a few more rides and we finalized it all up with snow cones and slushies.
For only the second time since we arrived in New Orleans, once we got back to the hotel, the children fell right asleep for a nap. Any day where the kids can be kids (sweat, laugh, get messy, scream, run, jump, and smile all day) is a great day!
We had a ball Laughing Out Loud, and Enjoying Our Children and Family Time Today! Find something that you can do that helps you to Laugh Out Loud and Enjoy Your Children today! No matter whether the kids are 2, 15, or 25!
Friday, July 24, 2009
The Era of Public Schools
Over the last two weeks, I have gotten a rude awakening and impromptu introduction into the world of public school un-usual! Now, before I get all the teachers and administrators all riled up, let me explain.
Just one short month ago, we were chosen to move from Nashville, TN to New Orleans, LA. We were excited, but rushed to say the least. It's the middle of the summer and school starts in just a few short weeks. Believing that school is done on a zoned basis (you move into an area and go to the school in your neighborhood), we were not fully concerned. That is, until we began talking to fellow parents who informed us that the school system has definitely changed and we'll want to send our children to private or parochial school. We were then told that we should expect to spend anywhere between $5000 and $15,000 per child, per year.
I'm no brain surgeon, but when did public school get so expensive??? Why do we have to pay what used to be the equivalent of a college education, for elementary school?? I feel old and want to say, "well, in my day...."
I am a public school girl and know that there are always good FREE public schools that have high academic standards and great extracurricular activities. I searched and did my due diligence searching school sites like www.greatschools.com as well as a host of other sites given to me by local parents.
Come to find out, because of the devastation wrought by Hurricane Katrina over 4 years ago, the City of New Orleans is still trying to revamp itself and get to a place where "normal" has a discernable meaning. The concept of "zoned school" is non-existent and there is much to learn about how the current system is operating.
There has been an infusion of Public Charter Schools, with a huge wait list (sometimes over 100-500 long) because of their excellent academic performances. The standard public schools have different things to offer, but the highest academically scoring schools not only have a potential "wait list", but may even require an application and recommendation letter. Even after submitting all required documentation, there is still no guarantee that you will get in. Once the school meets capacity, you may submit your application, but there is no guarantee of being accepted.
Home schooling our children became a very real option. We did not have a true desire to pay over $15,000/year for elementary school education. We also did not want to put the children in a low performing school where more than 50% of the children do not meet or exceed the state minimum standard testing scores.
What to do, what to do?
As a concerned parent, I put out a call to all my friends in Facebook land and got some great responses. I went to the public schools and talked with the administrators, secretaries, principals, and anyone else who would give me information. I got all my applications and supporting documents turned in the same day I received the applications. I displayed a genuine concern as well as knowledge for the process that we were embarking upon. I showed care for my children and for the quality of education that we desired for them to receive.
I basically did my due diligence. I prayed daily and kept abreast of new information. I did not stop until I had a definite answer of "No, we are at capacity and cannot accept any more children." or "Yes, your children are accepted and school starts on August 11th."
So, today, I finally got the answer I really wanted to hear of "Yes, your children are in!" Believing in the power of prayer, connecting with the administrators, and becoming informed about the public school system has paid off. My children will be attending one of the top 5 Public schools in New Orleans! I am excited because I believe in the quality of education that my children will receive and the fact that it's going to be "free."
Parents with children in school, value the educational system that you are a part of; be supportive of the staff and professionals teaching your children daily; and be an involved concerned parent.
So today, I am Laughing Out Loud and Enjoying My Children. I invite you to do the same.
Just one short month ago, we were chosen to move from Nashville, TN to New Orleans, LA. We were excited, but rushed to say the least. It's the middle of the summer and school starts in just a few short weeks. Believing that school is done on a zoned basis (you move into an area and go to the school in your neighborhood), we were not fully concerned. That is, until we began talking to fellow parents who informed us that the school system has definitely changed and we'll want to send our children to private or parochial school. We were then told that we should expect to spend anywhere between $5000 and $15,000 per child, per year.
I'm no brain surgeon, but when did public school get so expensive??? Why do we have to pay what used to be the equivalent of a college education, for elementary school?? I feel old and want to say, "well, in my day...."
I am a public school girl and know that there are always good FREE public schools that have high academic standards and great extracurricular activities. I searched and did my due diligence searching school sites like www.greatschools.com as well as a host of other sites given to me by local parents.
Come to find out, because of the devastation wrought by Hurricane Katrina over 4 years ago, the City of New Orleans is still trying to revamp itself and get to a place where "normal" has a discernable meaning. The concept of "zoned school" is non-existent and there is much to learn about how the current system is operating.
There has been an infusion of Public Charter Schools, with a huge wait list (sometimes over 100-500 long) because of their excellent academic performances. The standard public schools have different things to offer, but the highest academically scoring schools not only have a potential "wait list", but may even require an application and recommendation letter. Even after submitting all required documentation, there is still no guarantee that you will get in. Once the school meets capacity, you may submit your application, but there is no guarantee of being accepted.
Home schooling our children became a very real option. We did not have a true desire to pay over $15,000/year for elementary school education. We also did not want to put the children in a low performing school where more than 50% of the children do not meet or exceed the state minimum standard testing scores.
What to do, what to do?
As a concerned parent, I put out a call to all my friends in Facebook land and got some great responses. I went to the public schools and talked with the administrators, secretaries, principals, and anyone else who would give me information. I got all my applications and supporting documents turned in the same day I received the applications. I displayed a genuine concern as well as knowledge for the process that we were embarking upon. I showed care for my children and for the quality of education that we desired for them to receive.
I basically did my due diligence. I prayed daily and kept abreast of new information. I did not stop until I had a definite answer of "No, we are at capacity and cannot accept any more children." or "Yes, your children are accepted and school starts on August 11th."
So, today, I finally got the answer I really wanted to hear of "Yes, your children are in!" Believing in the power of prayer, connecting with the administrators, and becoming informed about the public school system has paid off. My children will be attending one of the top 5 Public schools in New Orleans! I am excited because I believe in the quality of education that my children will receive and the fact that it's going to be "free."
Parents with children in school, value the educational system that you are a part of; be supportive of the staff and professionals teaching your children daily; and be an involved concerned parent.
So today, I am Laughing Out Loud and Enjoying My Children. I invite you to do the same.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Who's Your Icon?
A few weeks ago, I wrote an enthralling piece of literature about the death of Michael Jackson. Sadly, blogger had issues that day and I lost it all. Here is my attempt at recreating it with the intent on the time.
I do not mourn the deaths of most “icons” or “stars” as we have deemed them. I mourn the reflection of memories that were created while listening to the songs. I remember and think of how cross generational and influential music and particularly MJ’s music was in my family’s lives. I can think of my siblings, my mother, and my grandmother all watching the same music performance, listenting to the same songs, and buying the same albums. Not since the era of “Motown” or similar music label has there been such cross generational music that can pull all family members in the same way.
I agree that some folks have taken it too far with being so involved in the lives of “stars” as though they are personal friends, however, I think it sad that a whole generation of people are missing out on a potentially bonding experience through quality music and family bonding time.
Who have you made an icon in your life? Do your children look up to you the same way you look up to Jennifer Aniston, Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie, J-Lo, or Adam Lambert? What about Beyonce, Jay-Z, Rihanna, Chris Brown Lil' Wayne or the like? Who are we showing our children that they should be like? Are we taking the time to separate the icon from the person, or do we show who we are by the people we as adults idolize?
Why not make a concerted effort today to not idolize a figure or a person, regardless of arena (television, movie, preacher, singer, etc). Instead, let's work to emblazon characteristics that matter and will sustain all of us both presently and in the future. Characteristics like: love; finding joy in every situation; being a helper to others; charity; learning to laugh; being honest and trustworth; and being diligent in all that we do. There are undoubtedly more that can be taught, so consider this list a starter, and not all encompassing. The point is that we have to enjoy our children and position them to be a person of character for today and in the future. A person of character will be carried beyond "icon" status and make a difference in the lives of many.
That’s just my 2 cents!
Laugh out loud and enjoy your children today!
I do not mourn the deaths of most “icons” or “stars” as we have deemed them. I mourn the reflection of memories that were created while listening to the songs. I remember and think of how cross generational and influential music and particularly MJ’s music was in my family’s lives. I can think of my siblings, my mother, and my grandmother all watching the same music performance, listenting to the same songs, and buying the same albums. Not since the era of “Motown” or similar music label has there been such cross generational music that can pull all family members in the same way.
I agree that some folks have taken it too far with being so involved in the lives of “stars” as though they are personal friends, however, I think it sad that a whole generation of people are missing out on a potentially bonding experience through quality music and family bonding time.
Who have you made an icon in your life? Do your children look up to you the same way you look up to Jennifer Aniston, Brad Pitt, Angelina Jolie, J-Lo, or Adam Lambert? What about Beyonce, Jay-Z, Rihanna, Chris Brown Lil' Wayne or the like? Who are we showing our children that they should be like? Are we taking the time to separate the icon from the person, or do we show who we are by the people we as adults idolize?
Why not make a concerted effort today to not idolize a figure or a person, regardless of arena (television, movie, preacher, singer, etc). Instead, let's work to emblazon characteristics that matter and will sustain all of us both presently and in the future. Characteristics like: love; finding joy in every situation; being a helper to others; charity; learning to laugh; being honest and trustworth; and being diligent in all that we do. There are undoubtedly more that can be taught, so consider this list a starter, and not all encompassing. The point is that we have to enjoy our children and position them to be a person of character for today and in the future. A person of character will be carried beyond "icon" status and make a difference in the lives of many.
That’s just my 2 cents!
Laugh out loud and enjoy your children today!
Monday, April 20, 2009
Little Blue Socks
I went about the day as normal doing the things that needed to get done. You know, laundry, making meals, cleaning, playing with the kids, weaning off the bottle to the cup, grocery shopping, and all the other things I can't remember right now. Well, as things would have it, I walked into the bedroom, got ready for a shower and brushed my teeth. Just before I stepped into the shower, I opened my closet door wondering why it was closed in the first place. I looked into my closet to make sure my dress had not fallen down and was ready for church on Sunday morning. All of a sudden, I am met with two racks of shoes spread out all over the closet floor. Irritated, I got in the shower and wondered why in the world the bedroom was left opened and why one of the children got into the closet and started playing with my shoes. I initially thought, maybe it was just Ella and now I was going to have to clean it all up. I can't be angry with a little 21 month old, now can I?
As the water ran down and I bathed and relaxed, I forget about the shoes and what awaited me after I got out. So, I got out of the shower and prepared myself for bed. Just as I did, I walked past the closet and realized that I still needed to clean up the shoes. I grumbled about having to always clean up after the kids, until I saw something that stopped me in my tracks. I saw 2 tiny little blue socks underneath a pair of shoes. At first, my suspicion of Ella as the culprit was confirmed. But then, I picked up the socks, sat on the floor of the closet and just smiled a large toothy grin and yelled to James, "I guess Ella loves my shoes!"
It was funny because in the midst of the mess and clean up, all I could picture was the love in her eyes and joy in her heart as she pulled one pair and then another pair off the rack. I can see her standing up and walking around with her hands out as she pretends to be mommy! I am reminded of having done the same thing with my mother's shoes! All I can see is her clicking around on the floor and trying to shake her little hips as she dances and sings her little heart out.
In my enjoying being a mom, I look at any mess now and think of little blue socks. I smile and realize that nothing is as big of a mess as I may think. Little blue socks mean love of a child for a parent and a parent's joy at seeing their child or children want to be like them and love on them!
Take the time to enjoy your child and see the little blue socks laying on the floor!
Laugh Out Loud and Enjoy your child today!
As the water ran down and I bathed and relaxed, I forget about the shoes and what awaited me after I got out. So, I got out of the shower and prepared myself for bed. Just as I did, I walked past the closet and realized that I still needed to clean up the shoes. I grumbled about having to always clean up after the kids, until I saw something that stopped me in my tracks. I saw 2 tiny little blue socks underneath a pair of shoes. At first, my suspicion of Ella as the culprit was confirmed. But then, I picked up the socks, sat on the floor of the closet and just smiled a large toothy grin and yelled to James, "I guess Ella loves my shoes!"
It was funny because in the midst of the mess and clean up, all I could picture was the love in her eyes and joy in her heart as she pulled one pair and then another pair off the rack. I can see her standing up and walking around with her hands out as she pretends to be mommy! I am reminded of having done the same thing with my mother's shoes! All I can see is her clicking around on the floor and trying to shake her little hips as she dances and sings her little heart out.
In my enjoying being a mom, I look at any mess now and think of little blue socks. I smile and realize that nothing is as big of a mess as I may think. Little blue socks mean love of a child for a parent and a parent's joy at seeing their child or children want to be like them and love on them!
Take the time to enjoy your child and see the little blue socks laying on the floor!
Laugh Out Loud and Enjoy your child today!
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Why Didn't I know??
I am now coming off of a full month worth of sick kids making me physically ill! The advent of school and how it's just a cest pool of germs is unreal! I don't know how or why it happened, but my normally very strong-immunity based children have had everything from a small cold bug to strep throat to stomach virus to flu. How can this be? They are at school to learn, but instead, bring little germs home that aren't on the teacher's lessons for the day? I keep hearing, "oh, it just happens this time of year. Don't worry, it will be over soon enough." The best/worst answer yet was, "as long as they are in school with other children, they are prone to sickness." If that's not a ringing endorsement for home-schooling, I don't know what is!
Now, why didn't I know that before we got on the public school track? Why didn't I know that these wonderful little people would bring home all sorts of nasty little viruses and germs that would not only effect them, but everyone else in the house? Why didn't I know or even think that all the medicine created now to battle the "super germs" would only scratch the surface of healing, but the body would have to do most of the work on its own?
For the past 2 weeks, we have been dealing with Ella's flu and ear infection (she is only 20 months old and not even in school yet). She was given amoxicillian to combat the flu and clear up her ear infection. On day 9 of her amoxicillian treatment, she developed a mild rash. On day 10, it spread over her body. Her doctor said some children experience either some sort of reaction, or get full blown allergic reactions to penicillian based products. However, after looking over her arms, he assessed that she did not appear to be allergic, only experiencing a mild adverse reaction! Twelve hours later, she was covered from head to toe in hives, itchy, and making sad moaning cries of "mommy, it hurts!" I wanted to cry my eyes out. Having experienced the intollerable head to toe hives on several occassions before, I not only am sympathetic, I am sadended. Why didn't I know that my child was allergic and why didn't I know what I should be aware of? I didn't know because I just took a cursory glace over the facts page and became complacent in my knowledge that the other children weren't allergic, so she shouldn't be either.
The most important lesson that has been reinforced within me is that each child is different and I cannot rest on my laurels, nor can I become complacent with vital health information. So, parents, I implore you to not only read any and all medical labels (whether you have 1 or 5 children), but also ask questions and make sure to be aware of subtle changes in your child so that you can be proactive, and not just reactive!
Part of enjoying our children is helping them and protecting them. Information alone is not as powerful as correct information coupled with appropriate application! So, enjoy your children today, and don't forget to laugh out loud!!
PS - make sure they use hand sanitizer daily....heck, get them a bottle for their back packs! LOL
Now, why didn't I know that before we got on the public school track? Why didn't I know that these wonderful little people would bring home all sorts of nasty little viruses and germs that would not only effect them, but everyone else in the house? Why didn't I know or even think that all the medicine created now to battle the "super germs" would only scratch the surface of healing, but the body would have to do most of the work on its own?
For the past 2 weeks, we have been dealing with Ella's flu and ear infection (she is only 20 months old and not even in school yet). She was given amoxicillian to combat the flu and clear up her ear infection. On day 9 of her amoxicillian treatment, she developed a mild rash. On day 10, it spread over her body. Her doctor said some children experience either some sort of reaction, or get full blown allergic reactions to penicillian based products. However, after looking over her arms, he assessed that she did not appear to be allergic, only experiencing a mild adverse reaction! Twelve hours later, she was covered from head to toe in hives, itchy, and making sad moaning cries of "mommy, it hurts!" I wanted to cry my eyes out. Having experienced the intollerable head to toe hives on several occassions before, I not only am sympathetic, I am sadended. Why didn't I know that my child was allergic and why didn't I know what I should be aware of? I didn't know because I just took a cursory glace over the facts page and became complacent in my knowledge that the other children weren't allergic, so she shouldn't be either.
The most important lesson that has been reinforced within me is that each child is different and I cannot rest on my laurels, nor can I become complacent with vital health information. So, parents, I implore you to not only read any and all medical labels (whether you have 1 or 5 children), but also ask questions and make sure to be aware of subtle changes in your child so that you can be proactive, and not just reactive!
Part of enjoying our children is helping them and protecting them. Information alone is not as powerful as correct information coupled with appropriate application! So, enjoy your children today, and don't forget to laugh out loud!!
PS - make sure they use hand sanitizer daily....heck, get them a bottle for their back packs! LOL
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Laugh Out Loud
This is my first venture into the world of blogging and all I can say is "yay me!!" LOL As a mom, I enjoy delving into new and different things, at least for the sake of the kids to avoid the mundane and repetitive. Well, that's what I say to convince myself that I don't want to remain stagnant.
For instance, it is 2:30am, and I am up on the computer creating and writing this blog. I am actually excited about it, not so much for the physical creation, but because the house is quiet as a mouse! I will stay up late and do things, just so I can do it without hearing calls of "mommy" "Mommy!", "MOMMY!!!" "Mom, Jimmy hit me." "No I didn't" "Yes you did!" "MOM!"
Am I the only one out there right now with an Amen corner? Even if you don't identify with me right now, at some point you will!
Having children can be both a challenge and a joy. I experience both on a daily basis. However, I have come to understand and realize that each day is just one small day in the phase of their growth. Each phase is a quickly fleeting stage that will pass and never return again. Yes, I get upset at times, but I am learning to relax and enjoy it. In the midst of their arguing, my children look at me cross eyed and crazy when I just stare at them with bewilderment and joy. They think I'm a few ounces shy of a pound and I have to explain to them that I am just enjoying them loving eachother. They still don't get it. Things won't always be this way, and I am just soaking it all in.
I then relate it to a Cosby Show episode that I saw where the kids were all screaming in the house either fighting or looking for one another. Cliff and Claire muse over what is happening and even though they are only 2 feet apart, they raise their voices and yell at one another just about their daily conversation. It was done to show their children how they were communicating with one another, but in a comical way. To wit, the kids all came into the livingroom and stared at their parents yelling at one another, "Claire where are you?" "I'm in the livingroom, where are you?" "I'm in the livingroom too. Do you want to go the kitchen for something to eat?" "Yes, why don't we go." Well, you get the picture. The kids just stare at their parents and Denise says "man, they are crazy."
The funny part is watching this show as a young person, I didn't get the reality of the series. However watching as an adult, I get all the inside jokes and really see that even though this was a TV show from the '80's they cover a lot of what we as parents, soon-to-be parents, or aspiring parents can relate to and learn from.
So, Laugh Out Loud and enjoy your children today!
For instance, it is 2:30am, and I am up on the computer creating and writing this blog. I am actually excited about it, not so much for the physical creation, but because the house is quiet as a mouse! I will stay up late and do things, just so I can do it without hearing calls of "mommy" "Mommy!", "MOMMY!!!" "Mom, Jimmy hit me." "No I didn't" "Yes you did!" "MOM!"
Am I the only one out there right now with an Amen corner? Even if you don't identify with me right now, at some point you will!
Having children can be both a challenge and a joy. I experience both on a daily basis. However, I have come to understand and realize that each day is just one small day in the phase of their growth. Each phase is a quickly fleeting stage that will pass and never return again. Yes, I get upset at times, but I am learning to relax and enjoy it. In the midst of their arguing, my children look at me cross eyed and crazy when I just stare at them with bewilderment and joy. They think I'm a few ounces shy of a pound and I have to explain to them that I am just enjoying them loving eachother. They still don't get it. Things won't always be this way, and I am just soaking it all in.
I then relate it to a Cosby Show episode that I saw where the kids were all screaming in the house either fighting or looking for one another. Cliff and Claire muse over what is happening and even though they are only 2 feet apart, they raise their voices and yell at one another just about their daily conversation. It was done to show their children how they were communicating with one another, but in a comical way. To wit, the kids all came into the livingroom and stared at their parents yelling at one another, "Claire where are you?" "I'm in the livingroom, where are you?" "I'm in the livingroom too. Do you want to go the kitchen for something to eat?" "Yes, why don't we go." Well, you get the picture. The kids just stare at their parents and Denise says "man, they are crazy."
The funny part is watching this show as a young person, I didn't get the reality of the series. However watching as an adult, I get all the inside jokes and really see that even though this was a TV show from the '80's they cover a lot of what we as parents, soon-to-be parents, or aspiring parents can relate to and learn from.
So, Laugh Out Loud and enjoy your children today!
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