Archive for March, 2008

So after the craziest week of UTI’s and lots of puking, (oh, and did I mention the allergic reaction to the antiobiotics prescribed to me for my UTI?  My skin around my mouth turned red and started peeling.  It was fun!).  Anyway, after the craziness, we ended up leaving Sunday evening.  It felt so good to be getting out of there!  As we drove, the kids watched movies while Scott and I talked about everything going on in our lives.  After a couple of hours, Madison started fussing.  I turned around to see what was wrong when she puked all over herself, her coat, her clothes, and her carseat.  And just to top it off, at exactly the same time it started snowing!  Not just a little snow.  No, this snow got so thick that you couldn’t see more than 100 feet in front of you.  I turned to Scott and said, “Get me out of here!”

We drove through the snow and on down to Nashville, thankfully without anymore puking, and got to our hotel around midnight.  We were tired and got settled in quickly.  Ahhhhhhhh…sleep!

Yeah.  Sleep maybe for an hour!  Patrick woke up and started the puking ritual we’d come to know so well over the week.  He was up all night getting up every 30 – 45 minutes to throw up in the bathroom.  I was awake too, because I could hear him making these moaning noises every time he was about to throw up and had to tell him, “Patrick, go to the bathroom!”  I didn’t want him puking all over the hotel room we were sharing!

 So, about 9:00, he’d finally slowed down on the puking a bit and we asked him if he wanted to just go home or keep going to our destination, Mobile, Alabama.  He said he wanted to keep going.  We loaded everyone up in the car and gave Patrick several bags, which he most definitely used!  He probably puked another 4 times in the car before we made it to the hotel.

I have to admit that there were a couple of moments when Scott and I wondered if we’d made the right decision.  But making it to the South was exactly what we needed.  We hung out for the rest of the day at the hotel, just enjoying being in a state where the snow wasn’t falling and the sky was sunny and blue! 

Patrick was feeling better by the next day, so we ate breakfast at Cracker Barrel, got directions to the beach, then went to Wal-Mart to pick up some beach necessities.  Finally we headed on down to the first beach we planned on visiting.  (It was our goal to visit 3 beaches in 3 different states during Spring Break.)  Beach number 1 was in Pensacola Florida.  


Needless to say, it was starting to look like leaving Ohio for the week was actually a good idea! 


The beach was beautiful, the sky was sunny, and even though the water was still a bit cool, the kids enjoyed playing in the sand and getting their feet (some up to their waists) wet.  We were all so happy to be there!

Nooooo!  Dad!  What are you doing to me!

Relax, Dwight!  Just adding on some muscles!

Oh, what’s wrong, Dwight?  Can’t dig yourself out of the sand?

Hey, look!  I’m a Merman!

Wait a minute!  Mermen don’t have THOSE!

Here, Bubba, let me help you out with that!  NOW you look like a merman!

We left Pensacola Beach in the afternoon, picked up lunch to eat on the way back (Whataburger!  YUM!), and took the kids to the Dollar General store where they each got to spend $2 on a treat(s) of their choice brefore heading back to the hotel to watch a movie.  Dwight, of course, found the cheapest, 100% sugary candy he could find, for 25 cents a piece, and gorged on all of it that night. 

That night was a little scary for me because my stomach started to hurt and I became a bit nausious.  I did not want to get this stomach bug.  I stayed up a bit after everyone else went to sleep and watched tv, too paranoid to actually fall asleep (as if falling asleep would bring on the puking!).  Finally, I drug my nauseated butt to bed and prayed I wouldn’t have to make a mad dash for the bathroom.  I woke up feeling mostly better the next morning.

But the question of the day was this: Was it all the candy or was it the stomach flu that made Dwight sick Wednesday morning?  He never did puke, but he was pale and obviously ill.  The plan was to go see the battleship and then head to the next beach, but when Dwight wouldn’t eat breakfast, I asked him if he wanted us to take him back to the hotel.  He nodded with tears in his eyes.  I told him we’d go do something else that day since he really wanted to see the battleship and that made him feel a little better about his decision. 

So after dropping Dwight off at the hotel, we went on down to Mississippi.  


We decided to check out the alligator farm, which the kids really enjoyed.

Baby Gators.  They actually all turned around a faced us with jaws wide open as if to say, “Come on in, we’d love to eat you!”

Gator head anyone?  They’re only $20!

After that, we went to our next beach.  The Gulf Shores in Alabama.   

Since we got there later that afternoon, it was a bit cooler, so the kids really didn’t get wet.  But we still enjoyed the sun and the beach for a while before Madison said she was “Ready to go.” and then turned to the ocean and said, “Bye, water!”

By Wednesday evening, we were exhausted, and unfortunately, Scott was dealing with a little bit of an upset stomach.  So we didn’t do much that night.  Poor Scott didn’t do as well as I did.  He ended up nearly puking his stomach out, but it was only one violent trip to the bathroom for him and he was able to control his urges to vomit the rest of the day Thursday.  Of course, with him feeling bad, we didn’t get to hit beach number 3 Thursday.  So, we decided to extend our stay one more full day and not leave on Friday as planned. 

That worked out for me because I was able to get caught up on laundry.  Do you know how much easier it is to get caught up on laundry when you have four washers and four dryers to use at the same time?  It was awesome!  I figured it was the time to take advantage of this opportunity since our dryer at home was broken!

Friday morning, we went to a drive thru for breakfast and then headed for downtown Mobile, where we got to visit Fort Conde.  It was free to tour the place, so definitely worth the trip! 

Maybe I should have left them there!

We went on down to our final beach that day too, in Biloxi, Mississippi. 

The trip to this beach was a real eye-opener for me.  They are still recovering from all the damage from hurricane Katrina.  It’s hard to imagine what kind of impact a storm like that can make, but seeing where they are now after all this time, it hit me just how devastating it must have been.  Driving along the shoreline, we saw the sandy beach to our left, and to our right were hundreds of empty lots where houses, hotels & casinos, and restaurants used to entertain their many guests.  Our GPS still listed all the restaurants that used to be there, but we were only able to find two.  The rest had been blown away! 

And although the beach wasn’t as clean (there was still debris being washed ashore), Friday was the warmest day of all at 82 degrees.  (We actually happened to pick the beach that wasn’t hit by rain that day too!)  The water was warm enough for us to get into and play (okay, most of us – Maddison and I stayed out of the water).  And the kids really enjoyed themselves.  We headed back that afternoon…

with sleepy kids…

And when we got back to the hotel, we did our last two loads of laundry and packed our bags. 

The plan was to hit the U.S.S. Alabama in the morning and then drive half way home.  But when we woke up late, we decided it might be best if we head on home…and drive straight home.  So we struck a deal with the kids.  We skip the battleship and go home, and within the next two weeks, we’d go to the flight museum in Ohio.  They agreed, so we drove home last night. 

And of course hit rain and traffic making our 11 hour drive a 13 hour drive.  But we made it home without anyone throwing up and got to sleep in our own beds last night.  I slept so deep, I had all sorts of wild dreams.  But it was so good to sleep so deeply. 

So we’re back.  It’s 48 degrees and raining.  I already miss the South, but at least I have the memories (and pictures) to remember our week away from the cold.  And soon enough it will warm up here too.  (Thank God!)  Let’s just hope we can avoid any further illnesses while we wait for the warmer weather!


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I always wondered why families did it.  Why do moms take their sick kids out when they should be at home recovering?  Shouldn’t they let them recover in the comfort of their own home? 

Well, now I know.  Two months of near-constant sickness and now I get why sometimes you just have to push through it.  I have been miserable.  I was at the point where I was depressed and crying every. single. day.  The long cold winter days, ridiculous snow storms in March, and gloomy skies have not helped.  Oh, and the hormones. Hormones don’t help.

I got to the point where I pretty much stopped posting my blogs publicly.  I have several private and “Draft” posts, but they were just too emotional negative to post.  Not to mention, I was constantly crying to my husband.  “I NEED something more,” I told him.  I needed to feel like something more than a puke-cleaning, diarreah diaper-changing, snot-wiping, laundry-folding, cooking housewife.  I just felt lost in the midst of it all.  All the while, my husband was getting praises left and right for all the wonderful things he was doing for the company.  Eventually, I even got jealous.  I needed to hear that what I was doing was important.  Instead, I heard my kids complaining about how I’d failed them (or their expectations at least!) in some way or another.   

So a couple weekends ago I had my emotional breakdown.  I knew I was depressed.  I knew I was tired of the way things were going.  I knew that I left my comfortable life in SC for what?  This?  Everything I’d built, the friendships, the ministries, the home we had, I left for miserable coldness and sickness and loneliness.  Sure we found a great church here, but their ministry needs are not the same as the ones the last church had – the needs I felt capable of contributing towards.  And the ministry Scott and I have been called to do since the day God brought us together, well, that was put on hold too, because we were told we’d probably be moving again.  I remember telling my mom that I didn’t even want to tell my doctor about my depression because I was not going to take any meds during my pregnancy!  She assured me that my doctor wouldn’t put me on meds during my pregnancy.

My husband, however, was wonderful enough that weekend I broke down to skip his monthly poker night with the guys to take me out and spend time with me.  I SO needed that.  Lately I’ve felt like I’ve been having to step aside for everything else going on in our lives.  There’s always something more important.  And that week was the worst because I knew that the weekend was filled with plans and even the weeknights when I tried to plan at-home date nights where the kids went to bed early, my plans were crushed each night with the reality that we’d already made plans for each week night too!  I felt defeated, and I needed for us to invest more time in our marriage!

So Scott skipped poker night and took me shopping for a dress for the next night’s event – Founder’s Day.  Keep in mind I’m needing Maternity clothes by now, so trying to find a “dressy” maternity dress anywhere in the mall was quite the challenge.  But we did it!  And then he took me out to dinner.  Of course, Madison was with us the entire time, since we didn’t have a babysitter! 

The rest of the weekend went mostly well with Founder’s Day Saturday night and then Sunday, actually hiring a babysitter (for the first time since we’ve moved to Ohio) and going on an afternoon date with Scott.  We went to the movies and watched 10,000 B.C. and then headed to Wal-Mart where suddenly Scott was getting on my nerves more than ever!  It didn’t take much longer before I insisted we leave and we headed straight for the Urgent Care Clinic 30 minutes before they closed.  That’s right.  He dropped me off and went home to pay the babysitter and let her go home while I waited to be seen for my painful Urinary Tract Infection.  No wonder why I was making so many trips to the bathroom during the movie!  No wonder why I wanted to ring my husband’s neck for no apparent reason!  Good thing I went because by the time I went in to give them my sample I was bleeding!  Ouch.

Anyway, I figured the way we’ve been getting sick every single week that this must be this week’s thing, right?   It was my turn to feel sick.  Wrong.  Monday night, Madison woke up puking.  I ended up “sleeping” with her in the guest bed in her room that night because she was up puking from about 10:30 until 2 – 3:30 ish.  Have you ever tried to get an 18 month old to puke in a trash can?  Impossible.  So with piles of blankets, towels and sheets on the floor, we finally slept after about 3:30 a.m.  The next day she seemed clingy but mostly better, but that night, she puked one more time.  Weak stomach, right?

I figured she might have just had a rough night, and we proceeded with the week getting ready to go on a trip.  Because when I had my emotional breakdown Scott suggested we actually get away for Spring Break.  At first I told him I didn’t even want to think about it, but after thinking about it overnight, I thought it might be the best thing for us.  Afterall, this will probably be the last trip we take for a while since this baby is going to be born in the summer!

So, I spent the rest of the week getting ready.  I did loads and loads of laundry every day so that I could be completely caught up and then began packing our bags Thursday.  My goal was to get it all done before my sister-in-law, Tina, got here, because she and her husband and kids were able to come down for the weekend.  We hadn’t seen them in 10 months!  So needless to say, we were all excited about that and I didn’t want to spend any time packing when I could be hanging out with family.  So Thursday, I stuck my last load in the washer, got it clean and ready to dry, when what happens?  The dryer stopped working.  ARGH!  But hey, at least I got nearly every piece of laundry in the house washed, right? 

Thursday night Tina and the gang get here and I am up in their room talking when I get some great news.  Joshua just puked all over his bed and floor.  Ohhhh noooooooooo!  I was just sure that Madison had a sensitive stomach.  But no.  Joshua was up most of the night puking his poor little guts out.  So I stayed up with him until about 3:30 before he stopped.  Oh, and the laundry?  I had some dirty laundry now!

So the next day, he’s still not feeling 100% but at least he only puked a couple more times.  (Thankfully while Tina and I were shopping for Easter candy! heh heh)  I was tired, but I soooooooooo enjoyed hanging out with Tina and seeing the kids again.  Things weren’t going as planned (we’d originally planned on taking them out to a couple fun places), but at least we got to see them!  And Tina was a good sport about the whole thing.  She said she would have come no matter what our kids had.  I just hope that she didn’t end up regretting that decision this week!

So, anyway, we were hanging out that evening in the living room thinking about how Joshua was actually going to get some sleep that night, when Kelly woke up, “Moooom, I don’t feel good.”  Well, she was being so dramatic, we really thought she just wanted to stay up.  But sure enough, she ended up puking too.  By 2:30 the next morning, I woke Scott up.  “Can you please get up with her just this once?  I just can’t do this anymore.  I need one break!”  I’d been around so much puke that I was afraid I was going to puke if I had to smell it, hear it, or clean it one more time.  So Scott got up with her and was awesome enough to stay up until 6:30, comforting his little girl as she puked her guts out.  See?  I told you he is awesome!

By Sunday, the kids seemed to be mostly better.  Tina threw together an egg-dying table while Uncle James hid plastic Easter Eggs out front.  I remember thinking about how my kids would have had to have waited if it hadn’t been for her because I was just so tired!  I don’t know how she does it.  She’s like the Energizer Bunny!  So the kids did their Easter Egg hunt and then it was time for them to head home. 

I knew my kids weren’t 100% and probably could have benefited from recovering completely in the comfort of their own home, but I also knew that if we didn’t go on our planned trip, we’d probably regret it.  They were still feeling a little weak, but we decided, even though we were tired, that we were going to head out later that night.  So…that’s what we did.  It was time to just push through and not let all the sickness we’ve been plagued with the last couple months defeat us.  And let me tell you, we weren’t sure if we made the right decision or not!

 To be continued…

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I love my husband

and I’m a lucky girl.

Thank you, Honey, for going out of your way to show me how much you love me.

I love you,


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Here’s Those Snow Storm Pics

I found my camera cord! 

I wonder how it got it there?  Little Miss Madison decided she found a new secret hiding place to stash away all her goodies.  That interesting little pocket in Daddy’s chair when it is reclined is perfect for hiding camera cords, Little People, and pacifiers!  Of course, there’s always room behind the couch too!

Anyway, here’s some pics from the snow storm.  The night it started:

That’s snow building up on our roof!

The next morning:

My front door:

There’s a porch and steps somewhere under there!

The garage:

And the kids finally got to play!

Ummmmmm, yeah.  That’s not going to get done tonight, Dwight!

And you want to know what happened to all that snow that collected over the edge of our roof?

Yeah.  He really did that!

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I didn’t feel like trying to figure out something for lunch today, so I decided after picking up Kelly from preschool, that I would run through the drive thru at Taco Bell.

But when I pulled up to order our lunch, the conversation went like this.

Cheerful Taco Bell Lady:  “Hi!  How are you doing today?”

Wow, what a friendly greeting!

“I’m good.”  I replied, and then I waited for her to say, “May I take your order?”

Only I heard nothing for the longest time…and then I heard about two words that I couldn’t understand.  I waited a second and then heard her yell out, “GO!”

I figured she must have been talking to someone inside, another employee perhaps?  So I waited for another awkward second and then asked, “Are you there?”

“Waiting on YOU!” Was her irritated and smart-ass reply.

Wow.  What the hell?  She was telling me to “GO!”  As in, hurry up and order already, I’m wasting her time!

Stay calm…now think.  Do I want to give my money to these people?  Ummmmmmm…NO.

“Never mind.”  I replied…and I drove right on by.  Their manager can expect a letter very shortly.

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My son hasn’t blogged in a while, but Scott checked out his blog the other night and decided to leave him a comment on his latest post.  Dwight hasn’t even read it yet.  I guess he’s decided he’s done blogging (already?!?)  Perhaps this new comment will motivate him to write more, now that he is getting attention from historical political figures and all!  😉

Really though, In my opinion, they are both goofballs!

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Blizzard Warning

Okay, just humor me. I’m sure the weather gets much worse in other places. But, I’ve never seen anything like this, especially in March!  I want to post pics but can’t find my cord to my camera, so as soon as I find it I’ll get them up! 

From Weather.com:


The boys (Scott, Dwight, and Patrick) went out after the snow stopped and tried to shovel out the driveway so we could have a way out for church tomorrow.  No such luck!  But fortunately for us, church was cancelled so I guess that means we get to sleep in!  Works for me, I’ve always been back about losing that hour of sleep during Daylight Savings!

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