I just got spammed! I have had this blog for almost two years and never been spammed before. I changed my settings so hopefully this never happens again
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
after I wrote the last post I decided that I should have not done me. I should have done my heritage!
since its Veteran's Day I figure I would do a picture of me!
Monday, November 9, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
About two hours ago I went to check up on Gwen and Gilbert after they finally fell a sleep and this is what I found . . .
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Now you may notice that Gwen's and Gilbert's mattress may look a little lumpy. Ok I admit I did not spend a lot of money on the kids mattresses but I promise they were not lumpy when I put them to bed tonight.
If you look closer you may notice . . .
It only took me a couple of seconds to unstuffed their beds but the whole time I was giggling at them. I wish I could have been their when they came up with the idea to put all the dolls in their beds.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
I have lost my wedding ring!! It has been miss for four days now!!!
Its weird to think that year ago Sam was coming home today and today he is gone. He was not even home a year between deployments. But in a lot of ways I am not complaining!!! There are many soldiers and sailors out there that are gone for over a year. My brother was gone for 18 months straight!!!! Sam hopefully will only do less then half of what my brother did.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
I let Gwen and Gilbert help me as much as I could. Both were really excited about cutting, with my help, the pumpkin. But once we started to gut the thing Gilbert would not put his hand in the mess. Gwen loved it. She would pull a couple of seeds out and give them to Gilbert so he could through them in the bowl. I finally gave them the spoons to do it. Gilbert finally got into it but only with the spoon. When I started to draw the face they got bored and left me to it all by myself. But once I started to carve it again they magically reappeared. I did all the cutting that time around, but they punched out the pieces and threw them away.
Is it stupid of me to miss my dog? I needed her this deployment. Yesterday when we went to pick up the new Tinkerbell movie, Gwen and Gilbert had an argument about where Jessie was. I can't remember what Gilbert said about where she was but Gwen said she was at the doctors because she is sick and we can't touch her. It broke my heart. Last Friday when we went to the post office to mail Sam a box, one of the vets offices that we went is next door to the post office, Gwen and Gilbert asked if we were going to go get Jessie now. I told then no she was not there. I keep telling them that Jessie is gone and she is not coming back, I always add, but Daddy is coming back.
I should be happy that we still have Max but he is not my dog. He is Sam's. He does not mind me. He is so not Jessie. I got Rhiannon (Jessie's baby, who is now 4 years old) back from my mom. She use to live with us but when we moved to Cali two years ago we could only have two dogs so we left her behind with my mom. But Rhiannon is not Jessie either.
If I use to call someones name more then once in a row she would start howling, like hey I am right love me. She use to play fetch. I could leave the door open and 90% of the time she would not take off. She use to bring her food bowl when she wanted some food. And most of the time if right after I feed her, but would not feed her more because she was on a diet.
I miss my dog
I miss my husband
I miss my mom
I wish my kids would mind me . . . and pick up their toys
I wish I had friends that would come over to house to visit
I wish the stuff that happened back in February, that I will not talk about, did not happen
I wish I had my twin here (30 years later and I am still wishing that, lol, now that I am laugh at myself I am going to end this and go to bed)
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Sunday, October 25, 2009
First I want to give a big shout out to Hilary for updating my header for me!
While I was making dinner tonight Gwen and Gilbert were playing as usual. But they moved their playing upstairs. Which I did not think was a big deal because I though they were playing in their room like they have done in the past. So I put dinner in the over went up stairs to check on them and use the bathroom. As I was going up stairs they were on their way back down. I notice that they were playing in the water again. Which made upset at myself because I never hear the water running. I use the bathroom and as I was walking back down stairs I looked in the bathroom and notice that the Children Motrin (which was in the medicine cabinet) was empty and filled up with water. I called Gwen and Gilbert upstairs and asked very nicely if they drink it. I already know that it was Gilbert because he knows how to open those lids. Gwen told me she did not. Gilbert told me he did. Then I kind of got upset. I told them they do not drink any medicine unless I give it to them. I told Gwen to pick up their toys and go downstairs. I talked to Gilbert told him never to drink this stuff again unless I gave it to him. Then I told him to set on the stairs. I went down stairs called poison control told them that Gilbert just drink a half bottle of Motrin. The lady on the phone looked it up and told me he would be fine that he did not drink enough to cause him harm. I then called my mom to complain to her what Gilbert just did. As I was talking to her I notice that Gilbert is now in the front room. I told him to get back on the stairs. He said "don't make me cry again" It was so cute. But I still made him go sit back down on the stairs for another two minutes. I called him out and started to talk to him about how he should not drink medicine unless I gave it to him to drink. He then proceeds to tell that he did not drink it and that it was Gwen. I called Gwen into the room and asked her again. She told me "no Gilbert did". Right then I notice a grape smell. I asked Gilbert id I could smell him and it was coming from him. I then smelt Gwen and there was no smell on her. Told Gilbert I could smell it on him and don't lie to me. I asked him again did you drink the medication. Right then our dog Rhiannon walked in the room. Gilbert points to her and said "Rhiannon did it". I had the hardest time keeping a straight face. I told him not she did not do it. I decided to just let it drop.
I can't believe my kids are at the age they will/can/might lie to me. It was a sad moment when I realized this.
Also does anyone know how to keep a medicine cabinet shut/locked? Any ideas??
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Date: Jan 18, 2007
Twins' Age: 7 months
Gwen and Gilbert are wearing doll clothes in this picture! I had two life size, "like real" dolls since before Gwenith and Gilbert birth. One day I deiced that I wanted to see if the clothes fit Gwen and Gilbert and they did! They only wore those clothes for this picture, but weren't they cute!
Monday, October 19, 2009
United Through Reading is a quality-of-life program whereby deployed military personnel communicate with the children in their life through medium of reading stories aloud on DVD. Reading aloud with the children has been shown to be the single best predictor of a child’s future academic success. It also strengthens the bond between adult and child, and provides a bridge for communication and sharing, and enhances command climate.
It also extend the opportunity for military personnel to communicate with their spouse, and loved ones by recording a DVD with their personal message.
I feel bad. I got caught up with watching them watch daddy I totally forgot to take pictures of them watching Gwen's book (the second book).
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Can I have redo please . . .anyone please.
My husband left. He is on deployment, but I can handle that. Been there done that. But my kids cry almost every day for him. Hurts that they miss so much. The nights are the worst them. I think it rally has to do with I always had Sam do the night routine it was their time, plus it gave me "me time". But I tell the kids all the time daddy is coming home. We have map and they kind of know where daddy is.
My dog Jessie. It all started the afternoon after Sam left. She threw up three times on my couch. I was worried but both of my dogs have thrown up before so I thought nothing of it. That night I went to put Gwenith and Gilbert to bed and there was throw up on Gwen's bed. Gwen claimed it was her that throw up but I knew other wise. I told myself if Jessie is still lethargic in the morning I will take her to a Vet. We did not have a vet here in Cali. I have always taken her/them home to Utah for their shots.
The next morning I put going to vet but by the afternoon I just knew I need get her to the vets right away. Instead of doing my research online and asking around I just took her to the closet vet around. That was a mistake. Dr. Luke was so uncaring. She treated me like crap. She barley touched Jessica. They ran a blood test said it was her pancreas. Her white blood cells were high and something else and he was dehydrated. I told them I could not afford to have them keep her overnight so they gave me her medication and IV for her. They told me it was going to be around 500 to 600. By the time I left it was 770.77!!!!
I took her home gave her her med. By the next day she was doing better, or so I thought. She was moving again. She eat just a little. And went outside and did her thing. But she was still not acting self. I was hoping she just needed a little more time to get better.
Then yesterday things turned for the worst he would not move. I checked her gums and they were pale, there was not pink at all. It scared the crap out of me. I called around looking for founding for her. But could not find a place. I called back the stupid vet but no luck. I went to another vet they told me she was sick, but I told them I really have the money for anything could they help. They told me they thought there was a vet on base that might help. I did not know of any. They address and a phone number I went looking for this address but could not find it. By that time in was 5 pm. I took my worn out puppy and my kids home. My one regret beside the first vet was that I did not look and call more for a place to help pay for the medical care for Jessie.
Jessie had not thrown up since Thursday but she started to again today.
Today first thing in the morning I went online found some numbers made some calls and by this afternoon I have found someone to help me!!! She told me never to go back to that vets again she is not a good one! She told me to take Jessie to Animal Medical Center that they were really good. I did what she told me. She paid for 300 of the service!!!!!! I gave the go ahead for the ultrasound and blood transfusion. This all took place at 3 by 5 I was told Jessie was bleeding in her abdomen and there was a mass on her liver and blood would not clot!
They said they could do surgery but it would be lot or money and she still might not make it. Because they did not know why her blood would not clot. It would be risky.
At 730 mu puppy was gone. I had her euthanize. I was there for her. I took her picture, I forgot to ask for them to take a picture of me holding her one last time. I held her and petted her while they gave her the meds. I told her I was sorry. And I loved her and she a very good girl and I thanked her. And then I notice she was gone, they were not even done giving her the meds.
She had pancreaitis, peritonitis and failure of the blood clot. They are a little confuse at why she went down hill so fast. There should have been more signs
I forgot to mention that Gilbert during all of this on Tuesday had diarrhea, which was not fun. Then that night/morning I heard him yelling mom, mommy. I went into his room and he had thrown up all over his bed. He had diarrhea Wednesday too.
Then today on the way home from dropping Jessie at the vets I notice it smelled in the car like poop I asked Gilbert if he pooped he said no, then I asked him if he farted he said no. When we got home I got him out of the car and checked him. He was clean. Then I took Gwen out of the car and she had poop all over her and the carseat.
When I got the call about Jessie I took the kids over to a friends I had her sit in her carseat without the cover.
I am so sad, Jessica was my baby. She was my baby before I had babies. She was only 5 years old!!
Jessica Rhiannon June 12, 2004 - Sept 17, 2009