As you can see isabella is just huge, she is now 14 pounds that is 8 pounds in 3 months. she is just massive she wears 3-6 month, she is size 2 diaper, and the doctor says she is teething. She also is colic and has acid reflux so that in itself is a joy, advice is welcomed if anyone has any. she is drinking 4-5 oz every 3-4 hours and she is on cereal at night to help w/ the reflux. and she is sleeping through most of the night, going down at 1030 and sleeping til 5.
sammy is doing wonderful, my little helper. she has platued on growing hopefully a while, she is staying at 5T and size 9 shoe, and a slim 43 pounds at 2 and 1/2 years old. we are toying w/ the idea to cut her hair or not since it is 1/2 was down her back. She is still potty training, she stays dry at night and most of the time during the day. i will switch her into full time panties once we move. her new passion in life is Princesses esp belle and aeril. dora is slowly being being demoted. and she is loving the fact that daddy is home more
as for daddy and i we are trying to sell this house and getting ready to move to ks. Our stuff will be all packed up on may 13th and we should be in ft. riley by the 15th, there and homeless until we find our house. fun fun. well that is about it, sorry it has taken so long, i will try to be better
I got a good bill of health. Izzy is doing fine, she is squished in there and it seemed like all we could see was the cord. He did a profile of her and she was sticking out her tounge. He said that she is a long baby, her head is under my right rib, her butt is sitting on my bladder, and her legs are streched out under my left rib, and i still have 12 more weeks to go. the plasenta previa is slowly going away, there is an inch inbetween the cervix and the plasenta, and the vein is gone (yea!!!) So with that news and the help of some homemade peanut butter bars, he still has given me the OKAY to fly home. BUT he scheduled me for one more apt. before i take off. The day before I take off. So I will have to make him some of my chocolate chip/Carmel Cookies for next time. :)
Someone wanted to come out today. Izzy thought it was time. I was working out and started to cramp 20 minutes into elliptical so I decided OK NO MORE EXERCISING, so i went to church to drop off a few things for the Angel Tree. Well the cramping didn't stop, so i called the doctor and got no answer, so i decided to go there. 20 or 30 minutes later after being admitted, i was have contractions every minute. They were talking about having to transfer me to another hospital that had a NICU. I was getting worried but they gave me some meds that immediately stopped her from wanting to come out. They watched me for a few more hours, gave me some fluids and sent me home with the clear instructions, NO MORE EXERCISE :(
Sorry yall, how time just flies. Thanksgiving is done and over with. Family was down, kids ran sacked the house with no major injuries, and the only mishap was that my turkey didnt cook. So on thanksgiving day we ate side dishes, but come to find out, that the girl that was with me and bought the same kind of turkey (the kind that is preseasoned and you cook frozen, had the same trouble. So it wasnt my fault, it was the turkey. Ohhh i was so mad too. Here I want to be a chef in life and I am now 1 for 2 on turkeys. But other then that it was so nice to see all the family members and spend time with them. Loved every bit of it, but I am glad it is over and look forward to doing nothing for Christmas except be with my side of the family. That is about it.
and where that is I have no clue. It felt so good to go back to KS and be where there are trees, nice people, and where sammy could actually play in the grass. I had alot of fun, I got to see friends that I havent seen in a long time, eat food I havent tasted in a long time and see my family. I also got to break into my moms house by climbing through the window, see sammy figure out about 3 different ways of "Almost" drowning in a public swimming pool, and learn that my child does and will act up when she knows I can't swat her butt (like when you are in a room with about 300 old people) Oh and did she ever test me during this trip too. she is lucky to even still have a butt. Her favorite word was No and her favorite sentence with either No Mee-Mee or No Katie. What am I going to do with her. Comming home was certainly an expereince considering I had to fly to Detroit and then to NC. And there was this guy directly in front of me who was sick, I mean throwing up and haulking lugies. Everyone moved away from him and he was told that if he kept the lugie thing up, that we would have to turn back to KS (we had been flying an hour and a half already) Yall should have kicked him off the plane in the beginning. It was gross and disturbing and I will form a complaint and I dont think I will travel NW again. But we are home and back into our routines, I call it mommy bootcamp. I had a baby apt. yesterday, baby is fine and healthy, and I am scheduled to find out the sex on Sept 17th, daddy still wont be home so I can tell him until we are face to face. That will be hard. Sammy is currently sick well with a cold, probably from that nasty guy on the plane. 1st time she has been sick since the surgery in June. Not bad. We have to get her tested for lead next week because of that recall and all the dora and diago products being tainted. I have to get a lump looked at also, its behind my ear, so please if yall wouldnt mind saying a little prayer for me and sammys health , it would help alot
Okay last year sammy had stitches the day BEFORE her birthday, not this year she is having surgery on her ears 2 days before her second birthday. Plus a seizure a month before this birthday too. What is next? Her surgery is sceduled for 6:30 AM, yes A.M.!!!! she is the youngest patient, therefore gets the first slot. I am still crossing my fingers for someone younger to take her slot. I am preparing myself for them to take her away from me, but I can just picture it: Tired because it is early, only one cup of coffee in me (because that is all i can have now), Pregnant, and on top of it all you just took my baby away, I will just bawl. They say it only takes like 5 minutes to do the procedure, so by the time I can breath again through my waling, I am sure they will call us back to be with her until she wakes up.That is how I see it. I just hope those people working that morning prepare themselves for me. Today I went out and bought her a bigger pool at walmart, 8 ft for 14.00 not bad. she loves it. I am trying to get her in the water as much as possible now because I am sure the next time she can swim will be after the holidays. And then by then, I will have my first sonagram, and then reggie will be gone and then I will be gone to ks. FUN FUN FUN
Hey yall, its me. Well Reggie got back from his trip to Augusta, GA. He was also able to pick up his new truck finally. He now owns a bright yellow pickup truck. It Is nice. Sammy last night went to bed with a temp of 102.8. So I relocated the baby monitor and set my alarm. This morning her fever had risen to 103.3. So Reggie went on to help clean up the churches property while I stayed home with Sam. I was supposed to help with scenery for this upcoming event we are doing with kids but I couldn’t make it. Her fever has just been up and down today. If it is her ears again then I am sure that they are going to put tubes in her ears. I will have to see how she is by Friday. I am not feeling good. Just not feeling myself. I will be taking a test on Monday if nothing changes from now until then. I have mixed feelings about that, having another baby. I just got the referral to get steroids injected into my back and how odd this may sound, I am highly looking forward to it, but I pretty sure that I can’t have that done while pregnant. So we have made a plan if I am then we will just pray about my back and if I am not then we will put that process on the back burner until I get my back in order. So that brings me to now and man will I be busy this week. Reggie will be leaving on Monday to go to Mississippi till Friday and then we will have two good weeks with him until he leaves for WI for three months, but is well I am planning a trip to KS during that time to visit the family. Excited about that. Well that is about it.
I watch the news every morning and it just angers me when I see this little girl PARIS HILTON
Story on CNN and how the poor thing had to eat cereal, bread and juice for breakfast at her first day of jail and then the next story is how the poor families of the two missing soldiers saw their child’s ID cards on the internet basically saying that bush killed their son’s. So these families are out there worried about whether or not their sons are still alive but they have to sit and watch poor pitiful Paris Hilton and her poor carb packed breakfast first, What is going on with the world. These stupid little girls out there like this one here LINDSEY LOHAN
I don’t give a shit that you are again in rehab but you still on attending your 21st birthday bash. WHO CARES!!!! You are going to screw up anyway, and this oneBRITTNEY SPEARS Worry about your children honey and not your lip singing shows. You have plenty of money to wait for your next album or show. You are about to endure a divorce and so are your children, be with them and shut up. O wait, you are, you are lip singing.
There are people better then these girls out there actually doing something positive with their lives and yet all CNN and all the other news shows is show this crap.
Did you know that there is a man out their that has put up a challenge for people to make a car that is not fuel dependent and can have 100 miles per electricity gallon or gas gallon. It is possible because the older cars way back when, yes they were bigger BUT they drove live 40- 50 miles per gallon. So it is possible to have these types of cars. And they are supposed to select certain cars that meet expectations and race them and the winner will be announced in 2009. Pretty cool huh?
All I have to say is Thank God there are more Smart people then stupid in this world, so when these girls keep screwing up their own lives that hopefully the smart people will find ways to keep their stupid asses either in REHAB or in JAIL until they all wake up and realize hey the world doesn’t revolve around me.
I am trying to be a better Christian and person lately, so I have been going to church, surrounding myself with women who love their children and god. In order for me to fully become what God (I think) wants me to be, I know I have to let go of this control issue. I know that I have no control over Reggie because he is a grown man, I know that I have no control over what this world is going through because I am not military and hell I have never even voted before, but I know that I have control over what I do in life and I thought I had quite a bit of control over what Sammy does in hers.
I am a mom, I have a lot of control over her until she moves out of my house (at the age of 30) and in using the word “control” please don’t think of cracking the whip or controlling my daughters every move, my “control” means HELPING to form the life and personality that I HOPE for my daughter to have. I have child-proofed the house, I don’t let her play with sharp things, hell she cant even sit on the ground in the back yard because of the red ants, I control her surroundings and keep her as safe as I can. And it is unbearable to know that something unwanted has entered into our family circle, that I have and will never have control over. It can happen so quickly weather I am there or not. I have no control over a seizure and it is haunting.
I have yet to even seen one in my entire life so today alone I think I looked at her in double takes 3 or 4 times because I thought she was shaking when she was only dancing. I have no clue on what to do and yes, I have the instructions, and I have read them over twice but I have no clue what my mind will let me do when I see my baby like that. Its like when someone dies, you can prepare everything before hand, the plot, the headstone, and even the will, but when It actually happens and the emotions take over, sometimes you are left helpless because it is just too much and you didn’t plan for the emotions. My mother says she is so proud of me because I am so strong. “I” didn’t do anything. “I” just made it to the hospital without killing me or anyone else on the road that day. Tayla did everything, she is the one who had to see it, she is the one who had to chase the ambulance, she is the one who held my baby when she was scared. “I” was the aftermath; Tayla was the strong one, not me. I swear I think Tayla is Samantha’s guardian angel, she is in my eyes.
I am not strong,
I am confused- seizures does not run in the family,
I am scared- if and when will this happen again?
I am Mad- She is healthy, she eats tons of fruit and veggies what else can I do to keep her safe,
and I am mad at myself- even learning to be a good Christian, I still could not give the entire situation to god.
I can’t pray to god, “God I trust you to take care of Samantha, no matter how this comes out I will love you and understand every reason why it is the way it is.”
I prayed, “Please god, please god, please god, don’t let me lose her.”
It is a struggle to give up the control to him. But now I pray and thank him every night that I have her and that she is fine and safe back at home. Maybe I need to pray for my mind. I am not losing my mind, ask any mother and I bet I am not alone. You obsess over your children. Their safety is #1 in your book, above anything else. Thank you for letting me vent. I am going to bed
I had a dentist apt. today so I left Sammy with my friends at the physical therapy place (the same place she busted her head open) I told my friend that Sammy was acting a little weird because she was tired and being unusually shy with the girls. After the apt I was checking out when my cell phone rang and was my friend. She told me that she had to call the paramedics for Sammy because she had a seizure. My heart stopped. I mean it took it a minute to sink in because I had to repeat it all back to her. I called Reggie who was at work and told him the news and we both left where we were at and took off for the hospital. When I got there she hugged me so hard and was smiling but crying a little and then she passed out (not really…she just fell asleep). My friend God love her was with her for her stitches and now this. I swear she is not going to have kids because of me and Sammy J But thank god now twice, but the physical therapy place is attached to a DR.’sbuilding so Sammy had skilled doctors helping her before the paramedics got there. When she got to the regular hospital they said that her temp. was 104. So far the tests have come back good, tomm. We go back for another round of antibiotics and the results of her blood work. I don’t know why things happen the way they do, but I am convinced that those people at physical therapy and the DR.’s building are Sammy’s guardian angels. I don’t know where I would be without my little girl, so
THANK YOU TO ALL WHO HELPED WITH SAMANTHA, YOU WILL FOREVER BE IN MY HEART.
Can you believe this…not only do I live in the state voted worst drivers but I live in the city voted worst drivers, well here is my story. Today reg and I took sam to the riverwalk. When I pulled in there was a domino effect of parking badly, you know where the person parks either on the line or over it, so the next person does the same, well that is what happened. But I get my big van in there. Well the person beside me leaves as we are still unloading the van and another person is trying to pull in as we are leaving the car. He backs up and pulls forward, backs up and pulls forward again to get into this spot. As we are walking away he gets out of his car and loudly states that I need to learn how to park. He says it three times, well by then Reggie turns around and walks back to him and confronts him. “Do you have something to say mister,” says Reggie. “You need to park better, “he says. “Well you need to say it to my face and not as I am walking away, now have a nice day” says Reggie and walks away. We continue on our walk and enjoy the beautiful river. I get this eerie feeling and I tell reggie that we should have taken that guys tags down just incase something is wrong with my car when we get back. NAHHHHH
Well we get back to the parking to see that guy parked by the restrooms waiting for his kids to come out. I was barefoot and I tell Reggie to go ahead and get Sammy into the car while I put on my shoes, when I finally approach the car, Reggie points to the sliding door where there is a HUGE scratch. And the guy is standing on the other side of the parking lot. DUH if you are going to scratch my car, at least leave you dip****. So Reggie grabs a pen and paper and walks up to the guy and asks him if he was the one that scratched our car. He denies it of course. Reggie writes down his tags and tells him he is going to call the cops. The dip@@@@ comes over to our van and writes down our tags. What did we do????? But man o man as soon as he sees Reggie get out his cell to call the cops, that guy took off in his car. (Yes with his kids) so the cop came took down all our info and that was that. I doubt they will catch him and even if they do, according to my brother nothing can happen because it is all he said, she said. But at least we did something and we are not just helpless victim of vandalism. So that was our day. After that we treated ourselves to chicken wings, so it ended on a good note.
This is Sammy's God mother, Kathryn. She truely is the Generals Daughter and one of my favorite people on earth. This is her music video and she did an excellent job, really looks professionally done. so I thought I would show it. She is the main person singing. It takes awhile to load but wait because it is worth it. During the song there is a 5-10 sec image hold and then the song continues. Enjoy
I used to love you. When my baby would cry it was really you who would give her comfort. She would suck on you until her heavy eyes would fall upon one another until she was in sweet slumber. Months went by with ease. All I had to do was peek into her room and wait until I heard the rhythmic pattern of suck~suck~suck, and I knew she was fine and alive. But now you have forsaken me, Binkie God. Now you give her too much comfort, so much that she screams at 3am for you when she can’t find you in her bed, and I have to be awakened and expected to find such a small thing in pitch black darkness. She cries for you when she is frustrated or tired (sweepy as she calls it) So I am sorry but we have to cut the tip, fore I can’t allow anymore suction to be… sucked. I put on my brave face and told her that you were no more, that you were broken and that it was only for babies and she was not one no more (Amen) She didn’t like what I was saying and was not having any part of it…for 2 whole hours she protested and screamed “Mommy..sweepy…binkie.”
(Now she learns 3 word sentences) She cried, wept, screamed and even tooted a little for you Binkie God, but I stood my ground until silence…she was asleep. As I slowly opened the door I heard a sound, a sound that will break ones heart. It was the sound of my daughter’s breathing from crying too hard for too long. Indeed she was asleep, but with every quick breath she took was like a dagger to my heart. Damn you Binkie God, Damn you!!!! But one night has gone and that is the first step. I will not be defeated. I will not have a daughter picking out binkies to match her prom dress. That will not ever happen.
Sammy and I are becoming world travelers, we drove up to Maryland to see Reggie's Sister Gina, Tom, and her two kids Anita and Victoria. We drove through, south carolina, north carolina, virginia, west virginia, penn, and mayland. It was eventful. Of course when we got there Sammy came down with a cold. The next day I began to lose my voice, we went to the zoo where sammy got goosed. She was holding a piece of food to a goose to drop but the goose decided to bite her finger for it, sammys eyes got so big, it was funny and sad at the same time. but after that she would shooo the birds away and she would tell them to GO PLAY in an angry voice. When we got home we let the kids play outside and Anita (2 yrs Old) fell and broke her arm :( so off we went to the ER. By then I had no voice and poor neeters had a ace wrapped arm. The next day she was able to get her cast on (bright pink) I ruled out that I was preggers and was getting sicker with absolutely no voice. So the next day we drove home because I didnt want to get anyone else sick, so here I am still with no voice but staying positive- enjoy the pictures
Yesterday my daughter cried for her daddy who wasnt there, she stood at the window waiting to see him, tears rushed down her face as she looked for comfort in my arms. I do not smell like him, I do not have his deep calming voice and I do not have his ressuring hug that she wants from him. But I try to be what she needs in me. I pick her up and we looked at pictures of him on the computer. Her face lights up with every picture that passes by. Daddy is our hero Samantha, he wants to make this place better for you and all the kids around the world. He is a solider and that sometimes means that we have to let him go for a long time so he can help other people live a better life. He might be gone for short time or a long time because he wants to make sure that he does his job right so kids like you wont be scared anymore. That is what makes him special. Your daddy saves the world, and we are so proud of him because of that.
I know that god sends you signs when not to do something and i think he was all morning long when I was supposed to go to Mississippi. They said that AL had watches out for the weather and they havent done that in years. And then I spilt my coffee all over my seat 3 seconds into the trip, but yet i drove on. When I got to Tuskalusca, AL all these warnings came out and I watched the temp go up 5 degrees outside. So I decided to pull off to a hotel to see where I was compared to these tornado warnings. I must have stayed glued to that tv for an hour. I wasnt sure if i should get a room or not, but you know me being cheap, i thought, what is the point of spending money for a room when I will be in the hallway most of the night, so I waited longer. Finally I saw a break, all these storms where headed my way and if I could get past tuskaluska then I would be ok. I was going good until I hit Greene county, I just talked to reg who told me that he thought it was dying down and nothing to worry about, well he was wrong. It got real dark, pouring rain, to the point I was going 5 miles on the highway. I couldnt even see a ditch to even get into. I was scared shitless, sammy was crying, the van was shaking from the gusts of wind, I thought I was in for it, so i just started praying. and it worked. about 10 minutes later it stopped and I continued to drive. I was supposed to be here at 3-4pm and I finally got here at 6. long drive. It was priceless to see sammys face when reggie opened her door, she litterly threw off her baba, her pillow and just raised her hands and said dada. It was so cute. I dont think she let go of him until she finally fell asleep. We went to Olive Garden and she was telling everyone that that was her dada. "My Dada," she would say. toooo cute. So far we have
gone to olive garden
gone to a baseball game
ate custard
went to Jackson Zoo
ate wood oven pizza
went to Gulf Port
Played on the Beach
Ate some shitty Mexican Food
and just played with Daddy
Tomm we drive back home. Reggie will be home in a week so it was worth every minute to come down, I think Sammy really needed it and so did i.
I know that in life that are certain words you fear. The sheer sound of that word just instantaniously sends your world upside down.
My word is "deployment".
Now I know that we have been lucky, Reggie hasnt been deployed since his year tour in Iraq back in 2003 and I know this is my life. I married into in it knowing this would happen but why am I always so shocked to hear it come from his mouth?
It started with him saying, "well theres good news and bad news." That is right up there with the words, "are you sitting down", or "we need to talk." The good news is he will be home in about 2 1/2 weeks rather then May. The bad news is, it will only be for about a week and then he is off to Bagdad, (I know it is spelt wrong, but I dont care)
what he didnt tell me and this is how I feel, there is also a medium news, he will only be there for 2 weeks for a class. Havent these people heard of ONLINE CLASSES!!!! But I guess its the "got to be there" type of class.
So in a way I am both happy and sad, but one thing is for sure, that damn feeling that I am sure not only just Military wives get but any wife that has to sit back and watch their husbands do something risky, has resurfaced and that is a feeling that is so hard to deny. For me it is like I instantly fear the future. I hate it but I go into that, "what if he doesnt come back," type of mode, because it is the sad reality of this life. "Is the power of attourny in order, do I have all the numbers that I would need to call, do I have the red cross info, blah...blah...blah....type of crap?"
I hate this feeling and I have lived so long without it, I had forgotten what it had felt like. Now it is back and I cant wait for the day that he arrives back into my arms and that feeling goes away.
But I am trying to stay positive... it is only 2 weeks, at least i get to see him first before he leaves and it is only 2 weeks.
For all of you out there who are more experienced in this and have been through longer seperations and more deployments, please bear with me and hold off on the, "Oh stop bitching, I had to wait....." remark because this is only my 2nd deployment away from him and so even though i have been a military wife for almost 5 years, I am still new at this.
And for those of you who have never had the scare of your husbands never comming home feeling rush through your body, be glad and always remember to say I love you and never leave without a kiss.
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