OK-In typical fashion. I did great with our blog for the first several months.... then life hit. I typically go into survival mode, as is the case this past few months. After lots of years of studying myself- when I get overwhelmed... I cut anything that is not vital to our survival. haha. These are things that I do not have to tell my close friends because they often don't get a phone call back for weeks, or my text messages don't get a reply for days, or I don't do my blog for almost six months. haha Good news is that tonight I decided tonight was the night to catch everyone up.
Ok- here is the short of the last few months. Dennom and I for some crazy reason decided to put our house on the marked on mid January. We lived in "keep our house clean" world for 52 days. let me just tell you something- unless someone holds a gun to my head or I am brain washed--- I will NEVER do that again. Praise the Lord that it sold. The Lord has been good to us and we are so thankful to have it sold in that short of time in this world we live now days. Second thing, is that we closed on our house April 19th. For those of you who are putting the pieces together... no we had no other other house yet. This leads me to the next crazy part of life:) We have moved into my parents house as of April 11ish. Meanwhile, it has been baseball season so Dennom has been really busy. So, I tell you what life:)
In typical Jennifer fashion, I can't do anything norman or easy usually. We found a foreclosure that we fell in love with. It is in the neighborhood we loved, needs quite a bit of work, but will be our forever house. It took a really long time to get our bid accepted, but hopefully we will close in the next few weeks.
Overall, it has been a wild ride, but I am thankful to my parents who are letting us stay in the upstairs "master suite" we like to call it. The kids are having the time of their lives living with Nana and Papa. It may take a while to get them use to living with only mom adn dad. The other fun twist to the story is that my cousin Sarah is also living with Mom and Dad due to finishing up school before she moves from Enid to Kansas. Lots of people- but fun times. Lets just say Brock learned to knock on the bathroom door before he entered...Sorry Sarah!
I promise I keep this thing updated!!!!!
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Brock's the Star of the Show
Tonight was Brock's 2nd annual program at his school. Last year he got very overwhelmed and did not sing a word--- bt this year.... he did so awesome. It was so fun to watch him clap, dance, and enjoy singing the songs. HE said that his favorite song to sing was "We wish you a merry Christmas." Mommy loved when the whole school signed and sang "Silent Night." I have to admit I may have shed a tear or two at that precious site. It was just touching to hear and see them do that. IT was so fun to watch Emma get so excited to watch her "bubba" on stage. She said "bubba" and wanted to clap for every song he did. She loves her big brother, or in her words "bubba." The biggest thing Brock did that he could not do before, it jump with both feet off the ground. Tonight he got some "major air" when he jumped for the "Freeze Dance". He sure is growing up fast and reaching new milestones every day. I included some pics of us after the program was over. YOu know, we have to take pics at what seems like every event. Papa Jarry told Brock "You were the star of the show," so Brock tonight kept telling Dennom and I "mommy- i am the star." In our eyes, he was the star of the show! We finished the night off with a treat at Braums with our family and friends who came ot watch!
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Visiting Santa
Ok- this is my last blog of the night- this one is not so traumatic stress related:) This season is my favorite. I am loving getting to brain wash my children into the same thinking. haha. They are so little they will get excited about anything wtih me and it is great. The cool thing about being a mom I think- is that these two precious little ones have to do the ideas i have because I said so... it sounds bad, but they really think anything I say we should do is great. So, I have been having them sing carols and dance around to house like wild animals to "Jingle Bells", spraying the windows wtih snow (Brock's personal favorite), and decorating and redecorating the tree. What a fun stage to have kids. Everything is such a new and exciting experience. Brock is really loving the whole Santa thing this year. WE went and visited him lastnight. He happened to be visiting our local Enid mall, lucky hu... and Brock and I practiced all day sitting on his lap .. telling our name, and what we wanted for christmas. Emma would laugh everytime we would say "ho, ho, ho" in our deep voices. She would even belly laugh she thought it was so funny. Brock jumped right up on Santas lap, with no hesitation. Emma looked at that crazy man in the red suit, clung to my neck as if he was going to eat her, and would look at him over her shoulder with a "don't you even begin to think i am going to even wave at you " look. I sat with her, but she was having none of that. SO--- we were all 4 in the santa picture. It is a real beauty. I had done minimal work on my hair or looks due to knowing I would stand "behind the scenes" to get them to smile--- yea a really great fmaily pic wiht santa:) Mental pic- Brock smiling largely with Santa behind him, Mommy sitting on side of santa, Dennom on the other side fo Santa in his precious skull baseball stocking cap, and Emma the farthest she can hang off Daddy to be away from Santa on the end. It will be a memory for a long time. Fun times. We then got to take cousins Sarah and Nick and the kids to look at Christmas lights. Lots of singing, laughing, and Ohhing went on. Fun times--- and it is only just beginning:) My poor kids:)
One year....
Well, it may seem that I have nothing ot say for about a month then whammo- many blogs in one night bt sometimes the time just comes that i feel like writing. tonight is the night.
It was a year ago this yesterday my little Brockman and I were going to the minor Er to get what I thought was a Z-pac for his, what I thougth, ear infection. As you know, when we got there, his Blood Oxygen rate was a 79 and they sent me directly to the hospital. I guess at that number a shut down of th ebody is soon to come?? I was in old sweats, had dropped Emma off with my mom wtih the plans to get her after the quick trip to the Dr, and Brock had not really appeared that bad off that morning. After we were in teh Er for about an hour, they admitted him with at 105 +temp. I will never forget the nurses pulling off his clothes and saying they dont really care to finish taking his time bc it was too high no matter what. They put him under the tent and we got to be there for the next 2 days, but he was just getting worse. I remember Dennom and I being in shock that our precious little son could be that sick in what felt like a matter of hours. Brock and I then got to ride in the ambulance to the OU med center to their PICU. Unless you have been there, you can not prepare yourself to be living in that type of situation. My precious son's little personality just shinned throughout the ambulance ride. Sick as he was, he rode laying on top of me the entire way there. I remember that my dad and Dennom were in the red pickup trick that we could see out of the ambulance window the entire way there. Brock would every once in a while, wave out the window to daddy and papa. He asked the poor lady 100 questions on the ride there. She was so sweet and answered every question. OU PICe was a long 5 days stay. We encoutered some horrible people. It takes a lot for me to write that, but one student nurse tried to put the IV in Brocks hand when we got there. I won't go into detail, but he should be anything but a nurse. After that horrible experience, I can truely say Brock was truely cared after. He did not eat for about 7 days. We finally got moved to a room. It was amazing to see the love of people pour out. Someone sent us a Christmas tree for our room, our insurance agents send us a huge basket of food adn gift cards, and we got many phonecalls checkign up on our little champ. He got to meet 3 olympic medalists, which was fun to watch them on TV this summer. I remember Brock holding the metal and telling the guys, "thanks" for the metal. They laughed and had to explain he could just look at it. He did not like that. His first thing to eat- I will never forget was room ordered Mickey mouse shaped pancakes. To see my little tank eat was just a gift. Lifeless is not how I ever what to see Brock again. I think of him as a little Jennifer clone, so high energy, easily distractable, but none of that was going on there. He did not even want to watch Diego. Slowly he got his strenght back to where he ate 2 times in a day. Funny to say that now, but it was sure a big deal when he ate 2 meals in a row. I remember the Dr. telling us we could not leave until his Blood ox level was over 90 for 24 hours. Every night, he struggled and it would dip to 85 and they would put the ox back on his little face. WE started having the life specialist come by to our room. Due to the highly contagious manner of RSV, everyone who came in our room had to wear the cute yellow masks, suits, and change them every time they came it. He was not allowed to go to the playroom on the unit bc of that. She brought us paints and he LOVED doing that. WE had about 20 paintings fo red blobs. I hung every one of them in his room. When you wallked in, it was a little Christmas wonderland with the tree, cards, adn the multiplastered wall of red painted "christmas trees". WE made the best of a really tough situation and made memories. I will never forget that 10th day when I was just feeling like we may have christmas in the hospital, the whole team of about 7 dr adn interns, came in and said we could go home. WOW. I will never for get when they came in and took the IV off Brock. He had not been allowed to be free of the IV, Oxygen, and respirator cord for 10 days adn as a 2 year old, that was not easy. He ran across the floor like a baby deer. His legs were so wobble, and his skin so pale, bt we didn't care. He was going home. We had not got to see Emma for 10 days and that car ride home could not have been any longer. Nana and Emma had a welcome home baner for us and we all sat down and ate Chili as a family. It felt so sureal. I remember it as it was yesterday.
I feel like it is so important for me to blog this because so many kids did not go home that day. WE met a family that checked in the day we did and had a little one with headackes. They found out it was a brain tumor. They did not go home. Their long road was just starting. I never want to forget how precious life is. I know it may sound so silly, but we really never know what tomorrow will bring. If I ever get to a place that I put other things above time with my family, I pray GOD brings people, or even my own words to make me realize that what has been given can be taken so quickly. In this holiday season, I guarantee that I have embraced every day of these past two weeks, more so than I think I would have not going through last years hopsital stay. I look at those two sets of eyes looking into the christmas tree lights and I just almost could cry. We are home, healthy, and blessed. Tantrums-yes, gained weight this year-yes, dishes and laundry-oh my yes-, but 2 healthy-breathing-precious-loving-living-children. YES!! GOd bless those this Christmas season who are spending their month in the hopsital. Give them strenght and courage to face what lies ahead of them. Merry Christmas.
It was a year ago this yesterday my little Brockman and I were going to the minor Er to get what I thought was a Z-pac for his, what I thougth, ear infection. As you know, when we got there, his Blood Oxygen rate was a 79 and they sent me directly to the hospital. I guess at that number a shut down of th ebody is soon to come?? I was in old sweats, had dropped Emma off with my mom wtih the plans to get her after the quick trip to the Dr, and Brock had not really appeared that bad off that morning. After we were in teh Er for about an hour, they admitted him with at 105 +temp. I will never forget the nurses pulling off his clothes and saying they dont really care to finish taking his time bc it was too high no matter what. They put him under the tent and we got to be there for the next 2 days, but he was just getting worse. I remember Dennom and I being in shock that our precious little son could be that sick in what felt like a matter of hours. Brock and I then got to ride in the ambulance to the OU med center to their PICU. Unless you have been there, you can not prepare yourself to be living in that type of situation. My precious son's little personality just shinned throughout the ambulance ride. Sick as he was, he rode laying on top of me the entire way there. I remember that my dad and Dennom were in the red pickup trick that we could see out of the ambulance window the entire way there. Brock would every once in a while, wave out the window to daddy and papa. He asked the poor lady 100 questions on the ride there. She was so sweet and answered every question. OU PICe was a long 5 days stay. We encoutered some horrible people. It takes a lot for me to write that, but one student nurse tried to put the IV in Brocks hand when we got there. I won't go into detail, but he should be anything but a nurse. After that horrible experience, I can truely say Brock was truely cared after. He did not eat for about 7 days. We finally got moved to a room. It was amazing to see the love of people pour out. Someone sent us a Christmas tree for our room, our insurance agents send us a huge basket of food adn gift cards, and we got many phonecalls checkign up on our little champ. He got to meet 3 olympic medalists, which was fun to watch them on TV this summer. I remember Brock holding the metal and telling the guys, "thanks" for the metal. They laughed and had to explain he could just look at it. He did not like that. His first thing to eat- I will never forget was room ordered Mickey mouse shaped pancakes. To see my little tank eat was just a gift. Lifeless is not how I ever what to see Brock again. I think of him as a little Jennifer clone, so high energy, easily distractable, but none of that was going on there. He did not even want to watch Diego. Slowly he got his strenght back to where he ate 2 times in a day. Funny to say that now, but it was sure a big deal when he ate 2 meals in a row. I remember the Dr. telling us we could not leave until his Blood ox level was over 90 for 24 hours. Every night, he struggled and it would dip to 85 and they would put the ox back on his little face. WE started having the life specialist come by to our room. Due to the highly contagious manner of RSV, everyone who came in our room had to wear the cute yellow masks, suits, and change them every time they came it. He was not allowed to go to the playroom on the unit bc of that. She brought us paints and he LOVED doing that. WE had about 20 paintings fo red blobs. I hung every one of them in his room. When you wallked in, it was a little Christmas wonderland with the tree, cards, adn the multiplastered wall of red painted "christmas trees". WE made the best of a really tough situation and made memories. I will never forget that 10th day when I was just feeling like we may have christmas in the hospital, the whole team of about 7 dr adn interns, came in and said we could go home. WOW. I will never for get when they came in and took the IV off Brock. He had not been allowed to be free of the IV, Oxygen, and respirator cord for 10 days adn as a 2 year old, that was not easy. He ran across the floor like a baby deer. His legs were so wobble, and his skin so pale, bt we didn't care. He was going home. We had not got to see Emma for 10 days and that car ride home could not have been any longer. Nana and Emma had a welcome home baner for us and we all sat down and ate Chili as a family. It felt so sureal. I remember it as it was yesterday.
I feel like it is so important for me to blog this because so many kids did not go home that day. WE met a family that checked in the day we did and had a little one with headackes. They found out it was a brain tumor. They did not go home. Their long road was just starting. I never want to forget how precious life is. I know it may sound so silly, but we really never know what tomorrow will bring. If I ever get to a place that I put other things above time with my family, I pray GOD brings people, or even my own words to make me realize that what has been given can be taken so quickly. In this holiday season, I guarantee that I have embraced every day of these past two weeks, more so than I think I would have not going through last years hopsital stay. I look at those two sets of eyes looking into the christmas tree lights and I just almost could cry. We are home, healthy, and blessed. Tantrums-yes, gained weight this year-yes, dishes and laundry-oh my yes-, but 2 healthy-breathing-precious-loving-living-children. YES!! GOd bless those this Christmas season who are spending their month in the hopsital. Give them strenght and courage to face what lies ahead of them. Merry Christmas.
Jason- my bro
Some of you may not know this about my bro- so i decided to blog about him just a bit:) A little over a month ago ish, Jason got a knot on his calf checked out and they referred him to a specialist in OKC. He was having pain in the knot and for him to go to the Dr. it must have hurt or concerned him-- he is a typical man. They decided to take it out not knowing if it was cancerous or not, and did not want to distrube it in his leg. So the day before Thanksgiving, he had surgery in OKC. Emma and I drove down with my parents to be there with him and AMelia for his surgery. There is just something about a sibling that never changes. I know Jas is a grown man and has a family-- but he will always be my little brother. Seeing him in that hospital bed, in that lovely peek-a-boo gown, and looked up to his IV, just made me realize even more how much I appreciate him. Yes, he drives me crazy, loves to argue with me about everything, knows more than I do ALWAYS, never wants to split a present with me or go in on an idea I have thought of first- not him, but I just love the little bugger. I love that he allows me to still pretend he is 10 years old and I try to tell him what to do. He lets me cry when I tell him goodbye (every time) and tells me that i am grmpy (which I know encoded means- sis I love you). End of story is that he got a massive chunk taken out of his calf, Dr. thougth it did not look like Cancer when she took it out, but we are still waiting on an official word. He got ot go home later that day with mucho pain meds, crutches, and hopes of hobbeling out to a deer stand that night- did not happen. Overall, i love Jason, and I appreciate that he is my brother for ever in life.
My kiddos call him Uncle Bubba, and he is a great Uncle. Emma is still not sure of him, but it could have to do with the fact he comes in 10decibles louder than most people and yanks her out of my arms and starts throwing her to the ceiling. Not sure if that is it- but just a guess that may be it. COnclusion- I like Jason, yes I do,,, I like Jason how bout you. GO brother.
My kiddos call him Uncle Bubba, and he is a great Uncle. Emma is still not sure of him, but it could have to do with the fact he comes in 10decibles louder than most people and yanks her out of my arms and starts throwing her to the ceiling. Not sure if that is it- but just a guess that may be it. COnclusion- I like Jason, yes I do,,, I like Jason how bout you. GO brother.
Thanksgiving in Covington
WE got to spend our Thanksgiving holiday in Texas this year. I am not sure if it was my kids ages, the weather, family, combination or what- but it was just a wonderful- wonderful- wonderful time. Ree and Papa Mac hosted a great Turkey day. Brock and Emma got to spend some great time with their cousins. We don't get to see them but a couple of times a year, so it was a really fun time to get to watch him enjoy their company. Hannah and Bailey were so gracious (being teenagers) and played ring around the rosie, and did all the 3 yr old things Brock wanted to do. Emma loved seeing all the cousins as well, and really got to bond with her other set of grandparents. They both used the "cookie technique" to win her heart, but by the end of our visit, she was giving kisses and running around their house as if it were her own. We got to spend some good 4 of us family time. The house is on 10 akers of wooded land, so we sat in the ground blind, looked for deer tracks, and just has a fun time. The guys got to bond by helping Papa Mac do some work with the tractor around the house adn Dennom loves to ride the tractor. Brock was old enough this year to get to hang out with the guys a little bit while they were working. He would talk in a lower voice when I went out to talk to him. I guess he was being "one of the men" with that voice. It wsas pretty comical!
The other new thing from this trip was a Black Friday shopping experience for me. My precious neice Bailey threw out a crazy leave time of 3:30 am, and funny enough we all decided to go for it. Cindi(My sister-in-law), the girls, Marie and I all were on the road to Dallas at 3:30am. Teh funny thing is that none of us really had anything we HAD to have, but I think it was just so fun doing it. WE looked through the adds, picked our stores, and were at JC Pennies at 4:00am. WE were crazy, but it was a unique experience. At this point in teh year, I would not do it again, but give me ayear and I may be up for it again. Most importantly, we had a great time together. Dennom watched the kids at the house and.... was glad when we got home:) No, he had a great time but I think Emma was missing Mommy by the end of that day. We have a wonderful family and I always enjoy getting to get to know Dennom's side of the family better. WE ate much, laughed much, and had a great holiday!
The other new thing from this trip was a Black Friday shopping experience for me. My precious neice Bailey threw out a crazy leave time of 3:30 am, and funny enough we all decided to go for it. Cindi(My sister-in-law), the girls, Marie and I all were on the road to Dallas at 3:30am. Teh funny thing is that none of us really had anything we HAD to have, but I think it was just so fun doing it. WE looked through the adds, picked our stores, and were at JC Pennies at 4:00am. WE were crazy, but it was a unique experience. At this point in teh year, I would not do it again, but give me ayear and I may be up for it again. Most importantly, we had a great time together. Dennom watched the kids at the house and.... was glad when we got home:) No, he had a great time but I think Emma was missing Mommy by the end of that day. We have a wonderful family and I always enjoy getting to get to know Dennom's side of the family better. WE ate much, laughed much, and had a great holiday!
Sunday, November 16, 2008
12 Days of Motherhood
I know that this means I have too much time on my hands…. But I thought of this song as we were watching “Franklin the Turtle” before bedtime tonight. I found my mind wondering and thinking of what a cool song I could write about Motherhood to the tune of “12 days of Christmas.” I know that I was thinking I should take down my Thanksgiving décor after the kids go to bed, which spurred the thought where I will put my Christmas tree, which then spurred the thought I get to listen to my Christmas CDs soon, which then progressed…. Or some may say digressed to this lovely song. Please sing it outloud for the full enjoyment of this song. I suggest you don’t cheat, but to layer the days just as in the song. You get to say poopy more times that wayJ Do you think I should go to bed??? I do.
12 Days of Motherhood!
By: Jennifer Sullivan
November 16th, 2008 9:45 pm
On My 1st Day of Motherhood, my children gave to me…..
a home full of love and joy.
On my second day of motherhood, my children gave to me
2 droopy breasts
And a Home full of Love and JOY!
On the 3rd day of motherhood, my children gave to me…
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And A home full of Love and JOY!
On the 4th day of motherhood, my children gave to me…..
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And A home full of love and joy.
On the 5th day of motherhood, my children gave to me …..
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a home full of love and joy!
On the 6th day of motherhood, my children gave to me…..
6 scheduled play dates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a home full of love and joy!
On the 7th day of motherhood, my children gave to me…..
7 piles of laundry
6 scheduled play dates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a home full of love and joy!
On the 8th day of motherhood, my children gave to me…..
8 wins at Candyland
7 piles of laundry
6 scheduled play dates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a Home full of love and joy.
On the 9th day of motherhood, my children gave to me……
9 bins of toys dumped
8 wins at Candyland
7 piles of laundry
6 scheduled play dates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a Home full of love and joy!
On the 10th day of motherhood, my children gave to me….
10 unread magazines
9 bins of toys dumped
8 wins at Candyland
7 piles of laundry
6 scheduled play dates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a Home full of love and joy!
On the 11th day of motherhood, my children gave to me…..
11 purple stretch marks
10 unread magazines
9 bins of toys dumped
8 wins at Candyland
7 piles of laundry
6 scheduled playdates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a Home full of love and joy!
ON the 12th day of motherhood, my children gave to me…..
12 Sonic pop runs
11 purple stretch marks
10 unread magazines
9 bins of toys dumped
8 wins at Candyland
7 piles of laundry
6 scheduled play dates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a Home full of love and joy!
AMEN!!!! Thank you BROCK and EMMA! I LOVE YOU!
By: Jennifer Sullivan
November 16th, 2008 9:45 pm
On My 1st Day of Motherhood, my children gave to me…..
a home full of love and joy.
On my second day of motherhood, my children gave to me
2 droopy breasts
And a Home full of Love and JOY!
On the 3rd day of motherhood, my children gave to me…
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And A home full of Love and JOY!
On the 4th day of motherhood, my children gave to me…..
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And A home full of love and joy.
On the 5th day of motherhood, my children gave to me …..
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a home full of love and joy!
On the 6th day of motherhood, my children gave to me…..
6 scheduled play dates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a home full of love and joy!
On the 7th day of motherhood, my children gave to me…..
7 piles of laundry
6 scheduled play dates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a home full of love and joy!
On the 8th day of motherhood, my children gave to me…..
8 wins at Candyland
7 piles of laundry
6 scheduled play dates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a Home full of love and joy.
On the 9th day of motherhood, my children gave to me……
9 bins of toys dumped
8 wins at Candyland
7 piles of laundry
6 scheduled play dates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a Home full of love and joy!
On the 10th day of motherhood, my children gave to me….
10 unread magazines
9 bins of toys dumped
8 wins at Candyland
7 piles of laundry
6 scheduled play dates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a Home full of love and joy!
On the 11th day of motherhood, my children gave to me…..
11 purple stretch marks
10 unread magazines
9 bins of toys dumped
8 wins at Candyland
7 piles of laundry
6 scheduled playdates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a Home full of love and joy!
ON the 12th day of motherhood, my children gave to me…..
12 Sonic pop runs
11 purple stretch marks
10 unread magazines
9 bins of toys dumped
8 wins at Candyland
7 piles of laundry
6 scheduled play dates
5 poopy messes
4 goodnight books
3 hours sleep
2 droopy breasts
And a Home full of love and joy!
AMEN!!!! Thank you BROCK and EMMA! I LOVE YOU!
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