Trying to raise my kids the best I can

Friday, January 27, 2006

I'm blind as a bat

In Anatomy and Physiology lab we were doing eye and ear experiments. I took the basic eye chart test with and without my glasses. With my glasses I could read up to line 10. Without my glasses I could kinda-sorta-maybe make out line one - you know line one - the BIG GIGANTIC "E" at the top of the chart. Ha ha. I never realized I was so blind without my glasses. I've always wanted LASIK surgery. I want it even more now. Imagine waking up and being able to see!

Saturday, January 21, 2006

My article idea made front page!!!

I wrote a letter to the editor complaining that Lowell Public schools are not teaching cursive anymore. The reporters at the Lowell Sun thought the subject was important enought to write an article about it. I was so proud, it was a front page article! (With Brandon mentioned in it) The reporter didn't direct the issue towards Lowell directly though, keeping the issue lighthearted. In fact, much of the article is based on the Center School in Chelmsford where Brandon went to Kindergarten. Here's the link: http://www.lowellsun.com/ci_3424683

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Friday, January 20, 2006

Gender Detection Unreliable?

There is a new blood test that can be done early in pregnancy to determine your baby's sex. The lab that process' the results is actually in my home town and it's the only place in the world that does it - so that's interesting. Anyway, I recommended it to my friend who already has two boys. She paid the $300 and learned that she's having a girl. Yesterday I was visiting a pregnant couple who were having a girl. When they showed me the nursery I was surprised that it was painted blue. I asked them why and they said they also had done the gender test and were incorrectly told it was a boy. (Later disproved by ultrasound). This surprised me. Then today I went with my friend to her ultrasound. We were shocked to learn that she's having a boy!!! So the two people I've known who took the test got incorrect results!!! They claim it is correct 99.9% of the time but that just cannot be true. Fortunately they give a DOUBLE the money back guarantee. However, since the company hasn't yet been in business nine months I predict that so many people will ask for their money back, it will bankrupt them. (Or at least make them change their guarantee and hopefully their diagnostic technique).

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

New awesome food

I just started buying the individual sized microwavable soups. They're awesome! Yeah, they're more expensive than the old cans, but let's be honest, when did I ever eat those? (Answer: never) So the extra cost is worth it. I've been eating these all the time whenever I get the urge to snack. My theory about food is: you cannot be stingy about food, because it directly affects your health. This reminds me of one of my pet peeves, which is that healthy food is so much more expensive than unhealthy food. This is why so many of the poor in America are obese.

I digress. Anyway, if you want to try it, I liked the Healthy Choice Vegetable Soup as opposed to the Progresso Vegetable Soup. I'll let you know if I have any more recommendations.

Saturday, January 14, 2006

My bunny is dead too!!!

What is happening to my pets?! I don't understand it! I'm confused and upset.

After my cat, Chma,died of a blood clot, we had my parents bring up my brothers cat, of six years. We loved and embraced Willy as our new cat. However, the first time he let the cat outside Willy ran away. We haven't seen her in a week. It was sad. Then later on I let my bunny out in the backyard to play in the nice weather and he escaped. So that night I went out looking for him. I walked and walked with flashlight in hand, calling his name "Bugzy...Bugzy". And finally I did find him. I scooped him up and victoriously brought him home. He seemed to be in good health at the time. Two days later (this morning) he seemed very sickly, wheezing, drooping, no energy. I could start to see that he might die. I cuddled and pet him and I happened to be watching him just when he started twitching. I went over to him and pet him, fearing the end was near. Then my 1 year old started letting water out of the water cooler and I turned my head and said "Dimitri, I'm going to spank you!" and when I turned my head back to the bunny he was gone. So the moment of death wasn't exactly perfect or romantic, but at least I was there.

Now I am petless and my heart is sad. I loved having a fuzzy animal to cuddle and love. I don't know what other kind I will get or when. I kind of feel cursed.

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

farts

As if I needed another reminder that I live with five boys my one year old has already been conditioned to laugh at farts.

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Monday, January 09, 2006

Analyzing me

My coworker pointed out that I have a morbid sense of humor. I think he's right. I take a little too much pleasure in other's people pain. I think this is an after-affect of the four years that were really hard on me. I mean, for four years I think there was a black cloud over me. It was like God put me through a period of testing like Job. I used to be really bitter about it. Now I just realize that everyone's got their cross to bear and I remind myself that I could have had it worse - like that 90-something year old woman who was the only survivor in the huge earthquake in Bam, Iran. That had to suck. You spend your whole life raising up the next generations. And then poof they're gone.

What sorts of things happened? Well, it was big things and little things. It was everything. Things like...

The day my husband was first arraigned. Bail was set unattainably high. My 1 year old became very sick. I only had four dollars in change for the copay which wasn't enough. The secretary begrudgingly let me see the doctor anyway. Later that day I got rear ended.

My sister in law who was nothing but mean to me while my husband was in jail. She picked fights with me, ignored me when were in the same room including speaking to me through my children, bought Christmas presents for everyone except my kids, did not acknowledge the birthday present I bought her in an attempt to make peace, eventually kicked me out of (her mothers) house.

The birth of my son which was traumatic and painful and lonely and horrible.

Two weeks after that birth my two year old son fell down the stairs and broke his leg. The nurse didn't see it, so for three days I had to lug both a newborn and a non-abulatory child around to doctors offices and hospitals to get him into a cast.

My mother who also didn't get along with me when I lived with her. I swear I'm not a difficult person to live with. She also eventually drove me out of the house. I ended up ping-ponging back and forth between my parent's house and my in-laws house.

At my in-laws house I lived in the unheated, bone chilly, attic. It had cockroaches, dead mice, and at one point a dog locked in the bathroom next to me that left feces everywhere. Oh, and lead paint (which DID lead to elevated levels of lead in my son). It was a dangerous place for children to be living. At one point I drove to two different shelters and they both turned me away because they were full.

That day I became deathly ill and called 911 for medical assistance and instead the police came and took my kids from me without just cause.

And just stupid, continuous little things like unreliable cars that would break down, mean Correctional Officers, unreliable babysitting that would leave me stuck between losing my job or leaving my young children unsupervised, my baby who was developing signs of autism (thankfully never came about), my doctor found a lump in my breast which had to be biopsied (thankfully, not cancer). And so forth.

So that's my sob story. I'm totally over it now. I don't even think about it anymore. I'm even friends with the witch sister in law. So, it was just interesting to realize I'm still affected by the whole thing in my new-found morbid sense of humor. I wonder if it will ever go away.








Friday, January 06, 2006

oops, I made my son cry

Oops, I overestimated my son's maturity... You see my little brother, who lives with us, likes to tease my kids (in a healthy, big brotherish way) and yesterday he said to my eight year old "Did you know that your mother made you, knowing that the world was going to end in ten years?" and my son looked at me and I said "NO, he's just kidding, it's more like fifty years" and my son dropped his jaw and yelled "WHAT?!" I tried to explain... "no, no, it's Ok, the Christians will be raptured. Don't worry about it"... but alas it was too late and he started to cry. There was no other way to remedy the situation than to tell him I was kidding, so I did say I was kidding, even though I do beleive we're in the end time. Oops.

It reminds me of the time my mother told five year old me that someday I would grow up go to college and get to move out of the house. I cried and she realized that perhaps I was a little young for that conversation. So she assured me that I didn't have to leave until I wanted to.

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