I just don't have the energy to write a full post right now. But you can read about why I'm tired over here.
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Bohemian Rose Delicate Purse (ECD)
15 hours ago
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Friday, November 6, 2009
WOW!
We have been ill. We manged to contract some kind of flu. I don't think it is H1N1 because it was not a severe fever like flu with throwing up and diarreha. Just a coughing, congested, my whole body hurts like there is no tomorrow kinda flu.
We have been basically quarantined in the house for the past 7 days. oy!
My poor husband doesn't know what to do he is torn between taking care of us and wanted to get as far away from us as possible so he doesn't catch it. I think he has done well. he says he's not 100% but I think that's just because he was so worried about getting sick. You know men are like that. They can manufacture symptoms out of thin air to suit their circumstances.
So the girl had it first and she is now boogeying her butt to backyardigans, I had it second and I think I might be able to tackle the mountain of laundry waiting for me. They boy however was the last to get it and I'm sure still has one more day of feeling crappy and coughing his insides out to go before he will feel better. Although today he was lucky not to wake up with a headache so maybe he will make a faster recovery.
it was a week of lots of t.v., blankets, chicken noodle soup, and crabbiness. Lots of unfinished craft projects as we just ran out of energy half way through.
But today it is crisp and cold we had a little dusting of snow and the sun is shining brightly, so we will bundle up and try to get out for a half hour or so.
Hoping to give the boy a hot steamy bath to help loosen his congestion.
I also have to make it out to Michaels at some point this weekend as we are almost out of PAINT and this is not a good place to be in my creative household.
Take care everyone and do what you can to avoid the flu this season. this was by far not the worst case scenario but it was not walk in the park either.
:)
We have been basically quarantined in the house for the past 7 days. oy!
My poor husband doesn't know what to do he is torn between taking care of us and wanted to get as far away from us as possible so he doesn't catch it. I think he has done well. he says he's not 100% but I think that's just because he was so worried about getting sick. You know men are like that. They can manufacture symptoms out of thin air to suit their circumstances.
So the girl had it first and she is now boogeying her butt to backyardigans, I had it second and I think I might be able to tackle the mountain of laundry waiting for me. They boy however was the last to get it and I'm sure still has one more day of feeling crappy and coughing his insides out to go before he will feel better. Although today he was lucky not to wake up with a headache so maybe he will make a faster recovery.
it was a week of lots of t.v., blankets, chicken noodle soup, and crabbiness. Lots of unfinished craft projects as we just ran out of energy half way through.
But today it is crisp and cold we had a little dusting of snow and the sun is shining brightly, so we will bundle up and try to get out for a half hour or so.
Hoping to give the boy a hot steamy bath to help loosen his congestion.
I also have to make it out to Michaels at some point this weekend as we are almost out of PAINT and this is not a good place to be in my creative household.
Take care everyone and do what you can to avoid the flu this season. this was by far not the worst case scenario but it was not walk in the park either.
:)
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Green School Lunches
Taking about Green school lunches and how to get started over here at A Balanced Lifestyle.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
An email and I cried.
I can't remember if I mentioned it here or not and I can't be bothered to look for it right now.
At the end of August we said goodbye to the boy's Physiotherapist. She had been our therapist for a little over a year, probably one the the longest terms we have had with a physio as we have experienced alot of turn over due to maternity leaves, leaving for husbands, jobs, transitioning to a school age program and worse lay-offs and service cuts.
She was with us this year as were prepared for and experienced a new school year and a major surgery. She was there for us as we rehabbed from this surgery and helped the boy get to a place where he could see that he had more ability than before the surgery. Not easy for a kid who was in full leg casts and a wheelchair for 8 weeks.
She is from the east coast and came here to go to school and ended up getting a job here so she stayed a few more years.
This year however, as she traveled home for several family events and a wedding, she became a little withdrawn. Never with the children, but as an observer I could tell something was off. Without being nosey I assumed maybe a break up with a boyfriend or other relationship or work matters. I never asked.
But by the end of the summer she sat in a annual review meeting and told us that she would be done at the end of August and she was moving back home. I was very upset to say the least. She has been a total blessing to us, she is able to get the best work from my son, he adores her, she is straightforward with me and provides me with any and all information I request from her.
On the other hand I put myself in her shoes and realized how lonely she must be here and how if I live on the coast by the ocean, I'm sure I would only yearn to be back there. Hell I have lived in my region(never more than 15 mins from where I was born) my WHOLE life. I can only imagine her homesickness. So with a brave face for my son and for her I smiled and said how happy I was for her. When on the inside I was grieving.
Fast forward to today when I received an email from her where I could literally feel her happiness with each word she wrote. I won't lie I cried like a baby because I still miss her so much. I think I am fearful that the boy won't do as well or that I will do something wrong without her guidance. Probably because she helped us through an emotional decision (major surgery) and the surgery and rehab was also such an emotional and exhausting time for our family. Maybe that's why I get so emotional. Can you tell I'm emotional? (over use of the word)
We still have no replacement Physio and have been on our own for the last 4 weeks trying to muddle through and create our own treatment program and workout schedule and trying not to FUCK up all the progress that she/we made this summer.
I feel overwhelmed and exhausted that this is my problem but then I shouldn't because hey he is my kid and his success is in direct proportion to what I put into raising him. So with that I suck it up and smile.
I sent her back a great update email with all that the boy is doing and being and accomplishing.
And then I cried again. I miss her so much!
Perhaps, it is the strong fear that brings up the emotions
At the end of August we said goodbye to the boy's Physiotherapist. She had been our therapist for a little over a year, probably one the the longest terms we have had with a physio as we have experienced alot of turn over due to maternity leaves, leaving for husbands, jobs, transitioning to a school age program and worse lay-offs and service cuts.
She was with us this year as were prepared for and experienced a new school year and a major surgery. She was there for us as we rehabbed from this surgery and helped the boy get to a place where he could see that he had more ability than before the surgery. Not easy for a kid who was in full leg casts and a wheelchair for 8 weeks.
She is from the east coast and came here to go to school and ended up getting a job here so she stayed a few more years.
This year however, as she traveled home for several family events and a wedding, she became a little withdrawn. Never with the children, but as an observer I could tell something was off. Without being nosey I assumed maybe a break up with a boyfriend or other relationship or work matters. I never asked.
But by the end of the summer she sat in a annual review meeting and told us that she would be done at the end of August and she was moving back home. I was very upset to say the least. She has been a total blessing to us, she is able to get the best work from my son, he adores her, she is straightforward with me and provides me with any and all information I request from her.
On the other hand I put myself in her shoes and realized how lonely she must be here and how if I live on the coast by the ocean, I'm sure I would only yearn to be back there. Hell I have lived in my region(never more than 15 mins from where I was born) my WHOLE life. I can only imagine her homesickness. So with a brave face for my son and for her I smiled and said how happy I was for her. When on the inside I was grieving.
Fast forward to today when I received an email from her where I could literally feel her happiness with each word she wrote. I won't lie I cried like a baby because I still miss her so much. I think I am fearful that the boy won't do as well or that I will do something wrong without her guidance. Probably because she helped us through an emotional decision (major surgery) and the surgery and rehab was also such an emotional and exhausting time for our family. Maybe that's why I get so emotional. Can you tell I'm emotional? (over use of the word)
We still have no replacement Physio and have been on our own for the last 4 weeks trying to muddle through and create our own treatment program and workout schedule and trying not to FUCK up all the progress that she/we made this summer.
I feel overwhelmed and exhausted that this is my problem but then I shouldn't because hey he is my kid and his success is in direct proportion to what I put into raising him. So with that I suck it up and smile.
I sent her back a great update email with all that the boy is doing and being and accomplishing.
And then I cried again. I miss her so much!
Perhaps, it is the strong fear that brings up the emotions
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