Last night HB came to me a little confused and shy. I asked him what was the problem. He explained that he thought he heard a bad word but wanted to know if he could run it by me. I thought to myself, “How bad could it be? He goes to private school, we do not generally cuss around the house.
As he opened his mouth he told me that his friend was talking about being in a public restroom. He was going to the bathroom, stood up and on the toilet seat were the letters…F..U..*..*!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then because he is learning to be a great reader the little boy informed him that he sounded it out. Rennick immediately said the word. I was shocked.
Here I thought we would get a sh** or a da** but no. It was the mother of them all.
I explained that in no certain terms was he to ever repeat that word and if he did that there would be consequences to his actions.
As I am saying this I see HH running for cover. He’s covering his mouth so that the gobs of giggles would not come out.
I swear I have 3 children.

I can tell you that there has only been two times in my life that I have felt this scared and vulnerable. The times were when HG was deaf and they did surgery on her ears and the other time was when HB was a baby and they did eye surgery on him. The reality of those two times came crashing down as d day approached and the bump on her neck did not disappear.
We made an appointment for yesterday because the bump on her neck had not gone down. I tell you what, I was terrified. As I knew they were going to draw blood I felt my own fears take over me. Her appointment was for the afternoon. That morning still no progress. She had been on the medication for 7 days. Still no progress. NOt a good sign. I picked her up from school to take her to her appointment and when we got there I asked to see her neck. There was nothing there. It had completely disappeared. I started to shake. The doctor came in and felt for it. I explained that it had been there just in the morning and HG verified that she had felt it and it had not changed. The doctor took one look at her and said, “Divine intervention. That’s the only way to describe this. Divine intervention.” They went ahead and did the blood work which has shown that the original work they did on Monday and the progress. Whatever they saw on Monday was not there at all yesterday.
Thank you all for your prayers. As I sit her with my face wet with tears I can tell you that I have been faithless. This whole last year up until this point I have felt very under the thumb and each time we resurface something else happens. I felt like I was on the roller coaster of life that I had to get off because I was going to puke.
This is different. I can again be content to know that the storm for now has passed. The hiccup in the road is behind. It is a new day. We all have our health. That is what is important.

We had quite the scare. Last week when I was not feeling well, neither was Hula Girl. She fussed and made a general pain of herself which tells me that she is not feeling right either. She explained that her neck hurt. After feeling her neck there was a consideral bump there. I immediately called the doctor to see if we could get in. We did.
They were going to do a blood test but decided to wait and see if it reacted to the big time medication. They have her on a pretty big dosage of Augmentin.
Tomorrow is D day. If the swelling has not gone down then we have to go to the doctor for a blood test. They will be testing for lymphoma….etc. I can’t even wrap my head around it.
So today as you read this I ask that whether you pray or not please do so for HG. It really hasn’t gone down much at all. Pray for my brain to be able to wrap around this should it turn out to be bad. It still could all be just fine. I am praying for just fine but preparing for not so fine. I am trying to remain positive.

You’ve been asking me where I’ve been. Thank you for noticing. I’ve not been feeling well. HG today went for tests on her neck. She had a bump on her neck that grew overnight. It was nuts. They tested for strept. Nothing. They gave her antibiotics and told me to wait until Tuesday. If the bump does not have some improvement then we have to do blood work for the deadly C word. I personally think it’s just a swollen gland. Doc think so as well.
I have not been back to work to mail out the gift cards. I will do that soon. I really do appreciate everything you all put in.
xxoo to everyone. Just starting on the mend.

I have been working a lot lately. For some reason I do not feel that I can strike the right balance between work and home. I have been a stay at home mom now for 10 years. All of a sudden I am embarking on something that is quite unknown.
I have friends that give me grief because of my choice to stay home and raise our children. I have others that harass me about not being a “productive part” of society. Then there are those that do not understand that I am new at this work and home balancing act.
As a stay at home mom I had no desire to work outside of my home. I enjoyed the thought of getting up and playing with my children and teaching them all day. Now my days are uncertain with everybody at school. I know that I have a business to help run, but it does not change the fact that I miss the children terribly and wish they were again home with me.
When it comes to other people and their choices I do not care. Who am I to tell them what they want to be and do with their children. I have been so misunderstood when it came to this. I have and always have believed that whatever works for the family works for the family. I have and always will support a women in either capacity. But now that choice is mine. I am struggling between my home and my work. Ienjoy the money that I make but loathe the unkept house. That’s not a trade off for me.
I just wish that I knew how to keep all the balls in the air.