Posts Tagged ‘son’

May 11th was the last post I did before running head long into my 18 year old’s issues.  Now what issues might those have been to keep me away from my bloggy for so long you may ask.  Oh let me tell you.

James is leaving for the USMC Boot Camp on June 15th.  Just a few weeks from now.  That is – as long as he gets his high school diploma.  Why would this be an issue I can hear you ask.

HE DIDN’T DO EVERYTHING HE WAS SUPPOSED TO!

.. ahem ..

Pardon the out burst.

So, until yesterday at 6:00 PM my handsome young man has not had much sleep.  His assignments – all of them – were due today.  Which, btw, he did get all of it done.

But WHY wait I ask you.  Why until the last momento?!

Stress your mother out!  I am stressed beyond belief that little booger!

He’ll be graduating per the teacher.  He called the SSgt to let him know all is good.

Ahhh….

Now, more stress – my son is leaving to the USMC Boot Camp!  Oh why why why do they grow up anyway?

Thanks for all the comments…I’ll be blog hopping as soon as I catch up on my sleep.

He’s not a Marine yet… they aren’t one until they graduate from Boot Camp.  Meanwhile… I’ll be a momma realizing the nest is getting a bit thin.

Hugs to everyone.  I have so much to tell you but my eyes are really tired!

Hugs hugs hugs

~Mon

This is my fourth Valentine’s Day with my husband, Daniel.  We were married May of 2006, and dated off an on since November 2004.  I wanted to take a moment to acknowledge this man and how much I love him.

He went from having one child and a quaint life to being the head of a household of then 4 kids, his – the youngest.  He went through the trials of me and my daughter before she moved out.  He went through the trials of one of my son’s just not truly engaging in school and feeling lost.  He continues to go through my youngest’s mental health issues.  Although sometimes he says it’s about all he can take – he continues on.  I respect and admire this man who took on so much when he had the slow and calm life before.

With all of the issues my husband has dealt with by marrying me, I’ve given him the three most important *beings* in my life.  My children.  It’s a gift I would not have given to just anyone.  Although there is drama – there is more love than someone could ever imagine if they were not living it.

He has provided for us, loved us, and generally put up with us.  That’s quite amazing.  On the other side… I’ve put up with him as well.  That’s marriage and it’s what we signed up for.  I’ve been so busy with work, sleep (boy I’m tired!) and Stephen – that I haven’t had much time for my hubby.  We are making time tomorrow which will be wonderful, even though it’s storming.  Hey, storms are romantic.

While we venture closer to our wedding anniversary I can honestly say it’s been a wonderful ride.  I love him very much and thought I’d tell him here as well as together tomorrow for Valentines Day.

He sent me flowers to my job today.  I got to put the beautiful roses in my cubbie and feel loved publicly.  Very nice indeed.

I love you Daniel, thank you for taking on this adventure with me.  Happy Valentines Day.

Love,

Monnie

Well let us see how last night went shall we?

I was trying to get this blog in some kinda order after changing hosts. I have a temporary Wordpress Theme up, but I like how it’s situated. Just not the colors or lack thereof. But, when I went to have fun and change stuff around the most HUGEST (is that a word?) headache hit like a ton of bricks. Oh my goodness. Then, it was so bad I felt sick. So, off the computer I went and straight to bed.

Then, the hubby comes home – bless his heart. Dotting all over me and taking care of me like the wonderful hubby he is. We watched Ghost Whisperer Season Two Disc Two – one or two episodes and I was done. I had a pounding headache and felt like crud.

Then, we got into an argument. A new one? No… more of the same thing. It didn’t end well so this morning I got on the phone and told him I was sorry. Lordy. Lordy. Being married means so many things, but one thing it means is ya can’t get away from them. LOL So you better make up.

Making up is fun actually. He’s been so wonderful lately, I guess feeling sick mixed with other stuff just set me off. No bigge – we *kissed* and made up so to speak.

It’s been rough here. He’s working so hard and my client base has dwindled due to so many things. So I’m barely making it financially. Which means, he’s doing all the work. I’m at home taking care of the house, making sure my kids get all their school stuff done, and working on the clients I have left – ’cause I love them and am very grateful to have them.

My kids are both in Independent Study now. It’s like homeschooling really. I have their schedule every day of what they need to do, I meet with their teacher once a week to get more work for them and turn in their assignments (rather, they do that – I take notes). BUT their report cards came in! WOW! It’s the biggest improvement I’ve ever seen from them. They are so proud! So is this momma.

So my husband is working away while I’m doing all of these things that are important – but, what happened to me holding my own financially? I was the sole supporter for over 10 years now I’m home? It’s a huge adjustment.

I’m starting school on the 20th of this month. I’m almost embarassed to say what for ’cause I’ve been laughed at a few times. But I’ll say it here – and let me be very clear this is what I had wanted since I was young, but babies etc. well… you know what happens to plans when you have the little ones. Okay, my major is Physics. Yes, laugh all ya want. Who knows I could change my mind. I’m already an Accountant, this would be a complete career change that will take YEARS to get to. But there are some really neat opportunities just in the first year of being an undergraduate! No laughing… okay, you can laugh. We’ll see how far this goes, but at least I can go for it!

In February I’ll be 41 years old/young. I’m so extremely excited about my 40s! It’s me time after my Stephen is graduated in June of 2010. That’s not that far away. Jimmy goes into the USMC on June 14th, and my daughter is already out and on her own. I do have my Step Son Daniel that will be 14 (OMG!) on the 11th of this month, but his momma does all the hard work with him. I just get to love him to death when we get him. So I’m almost done… wow.

Many things are going on now in my life – I just want to be sure I enjoy ever moment of it you know?

Wow, life is Grand!

I’m an avid Heroe’s fan.  My son James and I started by watching all episodes of Season 1, then Season 2 and then ofcourse – Season 3, which just ended with this past Monday’s episode.

I have to say I totally enjoy it.  Regular people with extraordinary powers.  What a blast.  Season 4 is going to come out Feburary 2nd.  I cannot wait!

Here’s the Preview:

My son’s most FAVORITE character is Clair – the Cheerleader.  Oh yeah.  He’s in love.  Here’s a pic of my son’s dream love:

My favorite?  Oh it’s a bit scary, but it’s Sylar the creepy guy:

Yes, I love the creepy dark and handsome guys.  My hubby however, is completely the light bright sweet guy – well, he has his creepy side – don’t we all? 

For Daniel and I – well, since he moved in – um, 2005 – I’ve slowly been converting him to a Sci-Fi Freak, I mean – fan.  So far the conversion of Hubby to Trekkie is working very well.

Each night we watch one or two episodes IN BED (yes, I actually have a flipping TV in my room – argh).  First, I decided to take him through the time of Star Trek.  The first one we watched was ALL Star Trek: Enterprise series.  Yes, we own all of them.

Then we watched Star Trek Next Generation (yes, we skipped the old Kirk one, we’ve both seen it) – and yes, we own all seasons!    Then Star Trek Deep Space Nine, then we watched Star Trek Voyager.  We own all of those series too!

Then onto Battlestar Galactica Seasons 1-3 and we are anxiously awaiting Season 4!  Whoot!

Ahhhh….. the life of Sci Fi!

Ofcourse another love of mine is Paranormal.  So, had to start on Season 1 of Ghost Whisperer!

Great series.  I love the feel good TV ya know?  She assists earth bound ghosties in crossing over.  I love the sentimental part of this, and Daniel seems to enjoy as well.  Shhhh, don’t tell his guy friends. OH – that’s right, he loves it because of the hottie in this, Melinda (Jennifer Love Hewitt).  I can’t say I blame him.

Here’s the opening for Season 1 (which we just finished!)

So, that’s my wrap up of “What the Heck is Monica Watching Now?”.  Hope you enjoyed… stay tuned for the new one I just found!  Knight Rider!  Oh yeah, a mustang with guns…. gotta love it!

Happy Ho-Ho!

Hi there:

Actually, this has been going on for a long time.  I know I’ve seen it, or maybe even done it once or twice, but I saw it on Susan’s Site – “Lollipop Moments” and I thought I’d give it a go!

If you are interested in Unconscious Mutterings, give them a look see and send her an email to let her know you are playing along!

Week #304

1. Spit it out :: “Patooey”
2. Shadow :: Ack, this is the “name” my son gives for his scary friend that keeps landing him in the hospital.  Not a good name around the house.
3. Database :: Never Ending – Still Not Done and my client is waiting on it!
4. Expression :: Drat
5. Boss :: I am my own.  Wait, there is the hubby… then the kids, then the dog…. ::sigh::
6. Baby ::  Oh hecks no!  No more.
7. Mystic ::  We all are.
8. Kate :: Katie Curic (sp?)
9. Boobies :: I do have two.
10. Raid :: Panty

There we go!  Now that was fun!

LOL  I’m such a dork.

Oh yes, these things we look forward to hearing huh?

NOT!

So, here’s the tail of the Pinky Toe that Attempted to Escape.

I was working in my office downstairs as my son was busy getting his homework completed so he could go out and “hit the town” as almost-18-year-olds sometimes do.  He had but one packet of work left, so he was hurrying so his buddies wouldn’t leave him.

I heard him yell “I’m done!” and then followed the sound of my 6′1″ 220lb kid running twords the stairs to get my approval and then get outta town.

*KABAM!*

I heard a very loud sound, and figured my goofy boy knocked something over.

No.

I heard “Mom! I broke my toe!”

Alas, as quickly as I could get up and run – he hobbled to the top of the stairs and sat down waiting for momma to come inspect his deed.

Oh.  My.  Gosh.

He caught it on the edge of our treadmill and broke it clean in half.  Pinky toes are never supposed to be at a right angle to their fellow toes.  Completely unnatural.

I ran up the stairs as I couldn’t take my eyes off of the toe that seemed to hang on with dear life.  I got to him, put my hand on his knee and looked up at him as my stomache made so many flip flops I couldn’t count.

“Honey?  I can’t carry you!”

I mean, when they are little and they hurt themselves you just pick them sling them over your hip and RUN like the dickens to the car for the impending emergency room visit.  But looking at his shear size (as if I never noticed he was so BIG!), I knew that wouldn’t be an option.

His face was white as a ghost, ashen even and he had begun to sweat and tremble.  Oh – great.  Shock.  Now how do I get the bugger to the car.

Talk calmly momma.

So I say “Honey?  Let’s go.  We gotta go.  Hobble down the stairs sweety, we have to go.”

His reponse?

“Mom, just call someone.”

Call someone?  Who?!  The Toe Doctor on call?!  Maybe he was thinking of the TOE TRUCK!  Oh no, must not giggle in the middle of emergency!

Me “Honey?  We have to go now, let’s go”

Him “Mom!  Just call someone!”

I really wasn’t getting anywhere… so I just yelled as I ran down the stairs to get my purse, “Let’s go NOW!”

I mean heaven’s forbid the pain was gonna hit at any moment, you know when there is a slight delay and then *BAM* pain hits like a tidle wave.

So, he somehow gets to the car – I get him to emergency and I’m pushing him through the halls to X-Ray as he’s yelling “Out of the Way!  Pinky Down!  Pinky Down!”

I even got to watch them set it.

Oh my.

Yup!  Pinky toes do NOT vear off to the opposite direction of a foot.  It’s unnatural!

Thanks for listening to my story of last weekend’s journey to ER.  I think I know the nurses by name now with how many trips between the two of my boys in the last year!

Thanks Kaiser insurance.  I love you!

Here’s some pics for you.  By the time I took the toe pics his pinky toe was vearing a bit more twords the other toes, so it’s not a total right angle in these shots.  LOL

Oh lordy…

Harold Ford 2/19/1938 - 10/27/2007

I didn’t know what else to call this post, but I do have to say I don’t feel like we are completely without him you know?  I always seem to catch a fragrance (smoke), hear a laugh, or something to remind us of him – he’s still very much around.

That’s my belief, take it or leave it – but it’s really a knowing.  Harold loves us mucho.  The old “coot” said he’d haunt us, so why not? 

Harold died of cancer on this day in 2007.  So many of us where effected in so many ways, too many to imagine.

My husband – oh to lose your father, I cannot begin to imagine.

My kids, who only where around him for a few years – were very effected and it broke my heart watching them grieve.

His grandchildren – what can you say to that grief?

Friends, Family – all of us where touched in so many different ways by him.

He’s wasn’t some sweet little old guy though.  Nope.  Well, not on the outside… he was a burly kinda rough Navy kinda guy.  He’s tell you to “kiss off” quite quickly and the next breath laugh his butt off if you tripped and fell.  You just had to shake your head and laugh at him.  He always lived life being truthful to who he was and not worrying what others thought.

I miss you Harold, and as of today… one year after you ditched your 3 dimensional body for a beautiful light spirity one – I have not smoked for over 10 days.  Ha!

I miss you miss you miss you.

So does your son, in such a huge way……

Love and Light,

Your “Honorary Daughter”

For You Harold – A Soft Goodbye

One reason you won’t see alot of *deep* conversations like yesterdays here, is that this blog is my reach to others to give Love and Light.  When things go a bit bumpy, I do write here – but overall, this blog is to send YOU Love and Light.  From my heart to yours.

With everyone’s beautiful comments regarding my son – I’d like to give you “Friday Feel Good Day”.  Just a post with pics that I’ve found from Photobucket online, that I can share with you.

Colors are a sort of therapy for me as well.

I get a bit cheery when I see photos with alot of color and bright contrasts.

So what better way to send us into the weekend – then to have some nice visual fun!

I hope everyone will have a wonderful weekend!

From my house to yours – Happy Friday!

Love and Light,

Monica

We raise our children in the hopes that no pain will befall them.

I personally cringe when one of my children stubs even a small toe.

To see our children in pain feels like an unjust thrust upon us from the Universe.

We know that cry when they are small, it’s not a whine or complaint – it’s the “mommy I need you now” cry.

What about when they are teens?

The teen “cry” is different.

At times it is almost mute, and you have to listen intently to hear their cries.

My son has once again cried out and has now been hospitalized.

Again.

This time last year he attempted suicide bringing the family to a stillness I never want to re-live.

This time, he reached out for assistance before the overdose, cutting and police SWAT team that we lived through last year.

I know in my heart this is simply something my son gets to go through.

As his mother, I can tell you with ever breath I take – I do not like it one bit.

Why couldn’t it be that they could just go through life with love, peace and happiness?

I suppose, that wouldn’t be life here would it?

Teen suicide is ridiculously high.  I even hear some folks joke about it – I’m not sure I get the joke.  Nor do I wish to.

He was diagnosed last year with Bi-Polar with Psychotic Episodes.  His medication has been working up until now – or apparently 3 weeks before now as we are finding out.

As his mom, I would just like to ask the Universe to let him be.

Let him feel calm, still, and happy with himself.

I’ll be on and off for a bit, this blog is – after all – a source of my therapy.  Don’t wig out if I’m still cheery, I just had to get some of it off my heart in this post.  My outlook on all things in life is positive.  Even those things that seem to pull my heart right out of my chest.

He’ll come home happy and healthy as he did last time – I just know it.

Love and Healing Light to all of you ~ Monica

My Son Stephen 2007-09-28

Update on Stephen 2007-10-07

Stephen June 2007

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My son has requested that I place his writings up on my site for my readers to comment on or at least read.  He’s a heavy writer, and it seems that journaling while he’s hospitalized feels good to him.  Although I haven’t read it yet, I’ll see what I can do to set up a page for him and either type exactly as he has it, or I’ll perhaps place portions of it up.  I’ll post here when I create it.

(photos and graphics other than my son were found from Photobucket – just type “teen”)