by Sarah | Jul 14, 2009 | All About Kennedy, All About Molly, Crap
You know those sneaky roller coaster rides where you climb and climb every so slowly to the top and just as you crest, ready for the exhileration of the drop – it’s just a little bump? You have to wait another interminable second before the rush of the real drop? I’m stuck on a series of little bumps…waiting for the rush of the drop…
Every step forward with potty training is met with steps backward.
I’ve tried defending their actions, explaining them away…but I’m down to the last hair on my head, pulling each one out in frustration.
I can’t call them ‘accidents’ I know that they know what they’re doing…but do they? Despite the fact that they know where the potty is, how to go, they are no longer afraid of it…and have even used public toilets…they have yet to initiate a potty run.
I take that back – Angel did it ONCE, on father’s day.
I’m tired of washing sheets every day because they keep wetting the bed. I’m tired of asking them if they have to go and gettig a flat out ‘no’ – only to have them peeing on the ground two minutes later.
Is it a sensory issue? Or just stubborness? Or are they just not ready, despite being 3&4?!?
I don’t want to return to diapers…I don’t want that cost…but I don’t know how much more I can handle.
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My apologies for the potty-roller coaster analogy…and for a post about potty-training…I’m just super frustrated right now.
by Sarah | Jul 11, 2009 | All About Family, All About Home
**This is not my actual house, just one similar to it I found online. Ours is like this, small, one floor, no landscaping, tree in the front yard…but our is more rectangle than square ;)**
When we moved into this house 7 years ago it was as a ‘starter’ house. It was perfect for our ‘small’ family of three. 3 bedrooms, the largest of which was 13X12, the smallest 9X9. The kitchen and living room were a good size and there were two bathrooms (unique for this neighborhood).
Since them our ‘starter’ house has become our permanent home. We’ve made mistakes financially, which we are now trying to correct, but the end result is we are here and likely not going anywhere for a long time.
In a way, that’s okay with us. The neighborhood is amazing. Our neighbors are wonderful. The street has no outlet-which means no through traffic, only 95% residential traffic-so the kids (and there are a LOT of them) can run and play up and down the street with only minimal chance of danger. Brandon can go out and play and I know that if he’s up to no good where I can’t see him a neighbor will call and let me know. We all watch out for each other-and I couldn’t ask for a better place to live.
But the house is SMALL. When we first moved in we took the biggest room, put Brandon in the next biggest and turned the tiny box into an office. For the two of us packrats, the office became the catchall and by the time I became pregnant with Riley it was packed full of junk. We cleaned it out and somehow turned it into a nursery, putting much of the junk in the garage. When Angel came along we made another switch, putting the two girls in the big room and squeezing poor Brandon into the 9X9 room.
Guess what, the packrats that are us still needed a catchall. It became our bedroom. Every other room would be ‘clean’ (but filled with clutter), and our room would be the pit. It was the last room I would touch, and was so packed that I was overwhelmed. We needed Clean House in the worst way. But in the absence of ‘reality’ television…I finally had to bite the bullet and DO something.
This week I’ve started. Our house is way too small for 5 people and the amount of clutter we had. I don’t have the money for clever storage plans (oh, but I wish I do) so I have to cleanout completely.
I started in our bedroom. From top to bottom I cleaned I rearranged and the room is now the cleanest in the house for a change. It needs a coat of paint and some nice curtains, a new bedspread (Indy Girls, I’ll take offers 😉 )… but it’s CLEAN.
Since then I’ve moved onto the living room – clutter central in a way I never realized…I’ve been finding clutter everywhere.
But clutter is slowly taking it’s exit of my house. I’ve thrown away probably 20 trash bags in the past week, and that’s just in two rooms. I’m sure some of the items we could have done in a garage sale, but I’m just getting rid of everything. If I hold it for a garage sale, I’ll never have the sale. I’m being realistic and aware of my own lethargy/procrastination on some matters.
Over the weekend I’ll finish the living room and move onto the kitchen next week (be afraid. Be VERY afraid). I would love for the boys (my husband and neighbor) to just cut out the wall separating the living room from the kitchen while I’m working on this (we have talked about doing this, just not actually done it)…but for now I’ll just be happy to clean. I hope to get paint and paint the rooms that need it (living room needs fresh coat; hallway, bedroom, and kitchen desperately need paint)…once everything is clean. The last two rooms I’ll do is the boys room (I got started, didn’t finish) and the bathroom (hubs asked me to wait until he and Moe finish up the remodel…hopefully that will happen SOON). The girls room is the closest to already clean that there is…as I regularly clean it out when they outgrow clothes.
So now that this is being done I’m trying to shed my packrat ways…and the spending habits that came with her. It won’t be easy – but I’m going to try!!
by Sarah | Jul 9, 2009 | All About Kennedy, All About Molly
Tuesday I got the call. The last specialist on the list. Specialist #8 for Angel (that’s not including her therapists…this is just doctor specialists we’re talking about). Specialist #2 (I believe) for Riley. We asked the pediatrician to make a referral to the Developmental Pediatrician. The orthopaedist suggested it for Angel way back in January given her case history. After researching exactly what a DevPed does, we also asked for Riley as well – because of her autism and reaction to school last time (advice really).
As horrible as it sounds, it was very validating to hear what the nurse had to say about the doctor’s response to the girls’ cases.
1. After reviewing the case files the doctor feels that their cases are complex and wants to see each of the girls on a one-on-one basis – meaning no double appointment with their sister. She wants to get to know them each individually for at least the first appointment.
2. She wants them in ASAP. We’ve been scheduled for the first appointments available (November) but placed on the wait list so that we get the first available appointment. This is by the doctor’s request, not ours!
So it’s all said and done with…except the appointments themselves. Archie will go with Riley. I will go with Angel.
Hints of hope are creeping in again, but I’m trying to keep them squelched. One step at a time and right now I have a long way to go until November…
by Sarah | Jul 1, 2009 | All About Denver, Photography
This weekend Brandon and I went on a dusk photography nature walk with a couple of photographers at the local nature park. They praised him (as do I) for his attempts to capture everything without a hint of hesitation. The results of his attempts are astounding…and shown below-I’m impressed…are you? (P.S. My pics coming in the next day or two)
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by Sarah | Jun 30, 2009 | All About Family, Photography

Shades of the past linger here
Through time and distance and space
Our ‘pool’ was bigger,
A lake, a pool, a far distant place
The joy is the same,
The splashing, the laughter, the fun
Soaking up the days
Enjoying every moment in the sun
Tomorrow comes too fast
Yesterday becomes just a dream
Until you see it in your own
And a new yesterday begins to gleam
by Sarah | Jun 26, 2009 | All About Kennedy

Six months ago I spoke of a chance
A chance that I was afraid to take.
Afraid of another disappointment,
Afraid to come up empty again.
It took me six months, but I took the leap at one more chance for answers. When we met with the pediatrician last week I asked her to make the appointment. One last specialist, one last chance.
If this one doesn’t have the answers, I’ll have nothing left to grasp for. The only other option is one we must discuss thoroughly because following that path could destroy the strong foundation we have created for her care.
In a few months we’ll go and see and hold our breath and pray for answers. Pray that this doctor has the key to our Angel’s past and future.