I think that someone has put a voodoo curse on my household! We have never had so much trouble with sickness around here. It's usually everyone else around us that gets sick and somehow we get bypassed. Not this year though, we have been the target since school started. A fever virus hit us first, now we are on to a stomach virus....and all I can say is yuck! It all started Friday night:
My Mom and Dad had flown in from Birmingham to spend Labor Day weekend with us. We picked them up from the airport on Friday evening and headed to Red Robin to eat. Andrew had this horrible cough for a few days that was from his allergies draining. When I had picked him up from school earlier he was coughing so hard he had gotten a nose bleed. By the time we picked up my mom and dad he had already had 3 nose bleeds. Right in the middle of dinner he gets into another coughing fit and his nose starts bleeding again......then he threw up....right in the middle of Red Robin and right in the middle of our dinner! So out the door we went! This really wasn't the stomach virus that attacked Andrew, but it was just the beginning of a fun filled weekend.
Saturday Payton started having some pretty nasty runny diapers that smelled sour. Even when she burped her breath smelled sour. I thought it might just be her teething, so we didn't pay much attention to it. She had so many runny diapers that it blistered her rear end and her skin would just bleed every time you wiped. I called the doctor and they suggested I let her run "free"...yea right...diarrhea+ a 14 month old with no diaper....not happening! I had to put her in a baking soda bath 3 times a day and let her run as "free" as possible, plus lots and lots of special cream they called in for her. After getting up twice that night with her to change her diaper, clothes and bedding I was quite tired.
Sunday was better and the diarrhea slowed a bit. We headed off to Water Front Park to take in a few sights. This is my dad's favorite place to go when he visits...he just loves it. We stopped for a milk shake and headed on down.
On the way back home I noticed my mom in the back seat with her head tilted backward and she wasn't looking so hot. When she walked through the door of the house she started vomiting like crazy. At first she thought it might have been the milkshake until it hit the other end too (sorry mom)! That whole night she was up sick from both ends. We then began to think that Payton did have a virus and had now given it to my mom.
Lysol was our weapon of choice and Jesse sprayed the whole house...which made the virus angry and it attacked with more vigor!
Monday was a little better until supper time when it began to hit my dad. Although he swears he wasn't sick, we all like to agree other wise. He had chills and was dizzy which was part of what my mom had. Maybe he didn't get the full blown virus...who knows....but he got a little taste of it.
Yesterday was Tuesday and it was Eli's 5th birthday. Everyone was feeling better and mom and dad left to go back home. Around 2:00 Jesse called and said he wasn't feeling that great. Jesse is the world's worst hypochondriac....the WORST! So I blew him off.....anytime anyone ever gets sick he immediately thinks he has it. I have tested and proven this theory. There was a time when I said that I wasn't feeling good and that I was sick to my stomach. Not ten minutes after I said this he said the same thing.....problem was, I was faking! Anyways, he came home from work because the "diarrhea" had hit him. This time was for real....he was up all night fighting the firece virus!
This morning he was still sick so I took the boys to school and on the way Andrew announced that his belly hurt. I told him he was fine and that he was going to have a great day at school. Eli chimed in and said that he felt sick and was going to throw up.....I told him he was fine and was going to have a great day at school. Andrew then said "mom, when I burp it smells like bad gas". I probably should have listened and kept him home, but he has missed so many days of school already because of this plague we have around here!
So I dropped them off and headed to the doctor myself because for some unknown strange reason I have POISON IVY all up my legs AGAIN.....and I haven't been outside at all! I figured I got it from the dogs or from Jesse's hunting clothes...who knows. Anyways, I went to get a steroid shot to dry it up quickly. On my way back home I got a call from Jesse saying that the school had just called and Andrew had pooped his pants.......YEAH, I"M THE WORLD'S GREATEST MOM!!!!!!!!!! I felt horrible and went and picked him up!
Now it's down to me and Eli...we are the last men staning and I refuse, REFUSE to get sick! Besides, God wouldn't give me poison ivy and a stomach virus at the same time.....would he?
So whoever you are with the voodoo curse over my house, please quit....it's not funny anymore. We are going to be quarantined...or be a case study...or BOTH!
Showing posts with label Crazy Days. Show all posts
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Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
What A Day!@#$
I am not complaining, just sharing information that you might find funny. Because it helps me that others can laugh with me even if my laugh is on the borderline of insanity. You know the one I'm talking about....the ~crazy laugh/cry~........when you feel like you just can't take another thing, but at the same time the events become funny in the absurd moment that you can't help but laugh.
It all started with the morning:
Payton woke up and was covered in a rash. She started looking like she might have a rash the night before but when she woke up she was covered with red dots and cranky. No fever, no vomiting, no diarrhea, so I make the judgement call to wait it out. I called the doctor just to let them know what was happening and they suggested trying Benadryl first. Let me let you in on a little secret about Benadryl and my genetics....It makes me nuts. I become a monster on the stuff, cranky, climbing the walls, feet and legs jumping kind of thing. I don't get sleepy at all....just mean! Andrew inherited the same reaction and well...so did Payton as I learned very quickly! Enough said!
Earlier last week I had ordered something for me....for me...not the kids...for me, and I was so excited to receive my package. I decided that I should check the status of my order because it seemed to be taking a little while to arrive. When I clicked on the tracking number I see that it says they delivered it on Friday......it was now Monday. I was here Friday and I didn't get it. Frantically I searched my mind of what happened Friday, and I was certain that I would have remembered getting a package. Just in case though.....I strapped on a face mask, threw on some gloves and headed out to the trash can. If you can imagine me all dressed in the gear rummaging through bags of trash in my driveway with Payton sitting in the grass playing. I'm sure my neighbors thought I was nuts! The package was not there.....so they delivered it to someone else : ( It was not returned and I lost what I had ordered......there went all the money I had spent....on me!
When I returned inside (bummed) I received a phone call. Two weeks ago our brand new big screen t.v. went out.....it just stopped working! We had called the company and explained what was happening and they said they would send us a new one. We were blown away by the customer service. A week after calling them we checked up on the status of our claim because we hadn't heard anything. Only to find out that they never processed the claim. They apologized and put the order in....and it would be another week. The week had passed and that is when I received the phone call. They apologized again and said that they had made a mistake and would not be sending a new t.v., instead they would send a repair man. The part they would have to order would take ANOTHER week and at this point I was lost for words and just forwarded the information to Jesse who deals better with this sort of thing.
As the day went on Payton became more cranky and was crying a lot (which is not like her at all). I had an errand to run so I got us dressed and ran out the door before it was time to go and get the Red's from school. I typed in the address in the GPS and took off. When I got off the interstate Sissy started crying. I could barely hear the directions being given to me but managed to follow them. When I arrived at the location the GPS had given me all I see is a grassy field..ALL around me! Frustrated, I turned off the GPS and tried to back track. The phone starts ringing, Payton is screaming and I am lost! I turned the phone off, parked and found a passy. Then I got my barrings and found the place..FINALLY. I then hopped back on the interstate and headed for the school.....a bit frazzled! By this time I only had a slight twitch in my eye.
When I picked up the Red's I was informed that Andrew hadn't had such a good day. They said that he had a bad headache and they sent him to the office to lay down for a while. He was very cranky and crying most of the afternoon. So I thought maybe it was time I took Andrew and Payton to the doctor. He was crying for water so I gave him his own bottle and headed for the doctor. We were about 2 minutes away when I hear a thud followed by Andrew wailing. I looked in my rear view mirror only to see Andrew soaking wet and the bottle of water rolling around the ground getting my car wet! We arrive at the doctor and I try to soak up as much water as I can. We head inside and sit down. I am holding Sissy and she is squirming, Andrew is sitting beside me shivering and Eli is now seeing that he needs some attention. He starts acting a fool so I try and get him under control. Right about then Sissy throws up all over me.. NICE! Smelling like vomit and with my eye twitching wildly was when I did the "laugh" that was borderline ~crazy cry~! Holding it together a bit longer we managed through the doctor (smelling like vomit) only to find out they both have a virus. Neither one of them was running a fever so the doctor said it was going to be a wait and see. It could turn into something else....GREAT! We load back up and head home. On the way I noticed that my leg was itching something fierce. When I got home I pulled my leg up only to find: POISON IVY...WHAT THE HECK!!!!!!!!! I can't even tell you where I got it!
About an hour after arriving home Andrew and Payton both start running a high fever...figures! So everyone went to bed early because I knew I would be up and down through the night with my sick kiddos......and sure enough....I was!
Not complaining, maybe whining and most definitely venting...but I do feel a little better now!
One good thing to happen: when Jesse got home he called the t.v. company and after giving them a piece of his mind (in a nice way) they are sending us a new t.v. again. However, it will still be another week : (
It all started with the morning:
Payton woke up and was covered in a rash. She started looking like she might have a rash the night before but when she woke up she was covered with red dots and cranky. No fever, no vomiting, no diarrhea, so I make the judgement call to wait it out. I called the doctor just to let them know what was happening and they suggested trying Benadryl first. Let me let you in on a little secret about Benadryl and my genetics....It makes me nuts. I become a monster on the stuff, cranky, climbing the walls, feet and legs jumping kind of thing. I don't get sleepy at all....just mean! Andrew inherited the same reaction and well...so did Payton as I learned very quickly! Enough said!
Earlier last week I had ordered something for me....for me...not the kids...for me, and I was so excited to receive my package. I decided that I should check the status of my order because it seemed to be taking a little while to arrive. When I clicked on the tracking number I see that it says they delivered it on Friday......it was now Monday. I was here Friday and I didn't get it. Frantically I searched my mind of what happened Friday, and I was certain that I would have remembered getting a package. Just in case though.....I strapped on a face mask, threw on some gloves and headed out to the trash can. If you can imagine me all dressed in the gear rummaging through bags of trash in my driveway with Payton sitting in the grass playing. I'm sure my neighbors thought I was nuts! The package was not there.....so they delivered it to someone else : ( It was not returned and I lost what I had ordered......there went all the money I had spent....on me!
When I returned inside (bummed) I received a phone call. Two weeks ago our brand new big screen t.v. went out.....it just stopped working! We had called the company and explained what was happening and they said they would send us a new one. We were blown away by the customer service. A week after calling them we checked up on the status of our claim because we hadn't heard anything. Only to find out that they never processed the claim. They apologized and put the order in....and it would be another week. The week had passed and that is when I received the phone call. They apologized again and said that they had made a mistake and would not be sending a new t.v., instead they would send a repair man. The part they would have to order would take ANOTHER week and at this point I was lost for words and just forwarded the information to Jesse who deals better with this sort of thing.
As the day went on Payton became more cranky and was crying a lot (which is not like her at all). I had an errand to run so I got us dressed and ran out the door before it was time to go and get the Red's from school. I typed in the address in the GPS and took off. When I got off the interstate Sissy started crying. I could barely hear the directions being given to me but managed to follow them. When I arrived at the location the GPS had given me all I see is a grassy field..ALL around me! Frustrated, I turned off the GPS and tried to back track. The phone starts ringing, Payton is screaming and I am lost! I turned the phone off, parked and found a passy. Then I got my barrings and found the place..FINALLY. I then hopped back on the interstate and headed for the school.....a bit frazzled! By this time I only had a slight twitch in my eye.
When I picked up the Red's I was informed that Andrew hadn't had such a good day. They said that he had a bad headache and they sent him to the office to lay down for a while. He was very cranky and crying most of the afternoon. So I thought maybe it was time I took Andrew and Payton to the doctor. He was crying for water so I gave him his own bottle and headed for the doctor. We were about 2 minutes away when I hear a thud followed by Andrew wailing. I looked in my rear view mirror only to see Andrew soaking wet and the bottle of water rolling around the ground getting my car wet! We arrive at the doctor and I try to soak up as much water as I can. We head inside and sit down. I am holding Sissy and she is squirming, Andrew is sitting beside me shivering and Eli is now seeing that he needs some attention. He starts acting a fool so I try and get him under control. Right about then Sissy throws up all over me.. NICE! Smelling like vomit and with my eye twitching wildly was when I did the "laugh" that was borderline ~crazy cry~! Holding it together a bit longer we managed through the doctor (smelling like vomit) only to find out they both have a virus. Neither one of them was running a fever so the doctor said it was going to be a wait and see. It could turn into something else....GREAT! We load back up and head home. On the way I noticed that my leg was itching something fierce. When I got home I pulled my leg up only to find: POISON IVY...WHAT THE HECK!!!!!!!!! I can't even tell you where I got it!
About an hour after arriving home Andrew and Payton both start running a high fever...figures! So everyone went to bed early because I knew I would be up and down through the night with my sick kiddos......and sure enough....I was!
Not complaining, maybe whining and most definitely venting...but I do feel a little better now!
One good thing to happen: when Jesse got home he called the t.v. company and after giving them a piece of his mind (in a nice way) they are sending us a new t.v. again. However, it will still be another week : (
Thursday, May 27, 2010
What's Next....
Many of you like to say..."what's next" when it comes to the life around the Richardson household. So in honor of you guys that is the title of today's message!
It hasn't been a bad week, just funny, crazy, weird and just a smidge stressful! So let me get busy and catch everyone up!
"Because I poopy"
"Eli, why did you poopy in your pants?"
"Because I didn't make it in time"
"Eli, tell mommy the truth"
"Because I went the wrong way"
"Eli"
"Because I got lost"
"Eli, this is your last chance....tell me the truth right now"
"WELL BELLE AND GUS POOP OUTSIDE ALL THE TIME?"
So he didn't poop in his pants....he just pulled his pants down in the front yard and pooped like a dog in front of all our neighbors.....GREAT!
Tuesday: I guess you could say that Eli was really feeling like the middle child and needed some extra attention. At least this is what I told myself when on Tuesday afternoon he called for me to come and look at something. He sounded almost excited and couldn't wait for me to come see what he had done. So I went to find him sitting about halfway down the stairs with something in his hands. I said "Eli, what is that?" and at that moment I recognized what "that" was. It was my rice container that I had just filled up a few days prior, only now it wasn't full anymore. There was rice all down the stairs....in the basement...and on the pool table. Logical question: "Eli, why did you do that?". Logical answer: "because". I didn't even bother with the back and forth game....I just got the vacuum out and got busy cleaning.
Needless to say I threw my bucket and ran screaming like a little girl! Jesse came out and decided to be the crocodile hunter. He wanted a picture with it so he spent the next 30 minutes chasing the snake down and trying to pick it up.
Yes...he is crazy...but I love him!
So that's it...poop, rice, splinter, hernia surgery and snake.....SO WHAT'S NEXT? It's just Thursday after all! BRING IT!
It hasn't been a bad week, just funny, crazy, weird and just a smidge stressful! So let me get busy and catch everyone up!
Monday: Well it was just a Monday and nothing really happened until Monday afternoon when the boys got home from school. I was sitting at the kitchen table reading the mail when I see Eli walk in from outside with his underwear in one hand and pants in the other. Some have said I shouldn't post this because it might embarrass Eli in the future, but after this week it's all fair game! So....
"Eli, what are you doing and why are your pants off?""Because"
"Because why Eli?""Because I poopy"
"Eli, why did you poopy in your pants?"
"Because I didn't make it in time"
"Eli, tell mommy the truth"
"Because I went the wrong way"
"Eli"
"Because I got lost"
"Eli, this is your last chance....tell me the truth right now"
"WELL BELLE AND GUS POOP OUTSIDE ALL THE TIME?"
So he didn't poop in his pants....he just pulled his pants down in the front yard and pooped like a dog in front of all our neighbors.....GREAT!
Tuesday: I guess you could say that Eli was really feeling like the middle child and needed some extra attention. At least this is what I told myself when on Tuesday afternoon he called for me to come and look at something. He sounded almost excited and couldn't wait for me to come see what he had done. So I went to find him sitting about halfway down the stairs with something in his hands. I said "Eli, what is that?" and at that moment I recognized what "that" was. It was my rice container that I had just filled up a few days prior, only now it wasn't full anymore. There was rice all down the stairs....in the basement...and on the pool table. Logical question: "Eli, why did you do that?". Logical answer: "because". I didn't even bother with the back and forth game....I just got the vacuum out and got busy cleaning.
Right about the time I finished vacuuming up the rice I hear a deafening scream coming from the back porch. I ran outside to find Andrew in shambles screaming, crying and holding his foot. Uncle Steve was visiting us so he had Andrew in his arms and told me that Andrew had a splinter. I'm thinking...a splinter...Andrew is crying this hard over a splinter...geez! As you all know Andrew is that kid that if something weird is going to happen it will be to him. He also is very tough and doesn't ever cry when he gets hurt....unless he is really hurt. So when I turned his foot over and saw the splinter I knew why he was screaming. The splinter was in a wedge shape and had gone in one side on the pad of his foot and came out about an inch down. The top part of the splinter was the largest part and it was embedded under the skin so deep that you couldn't reach it with tweezers. The bottom end was like a needle poking out and it was in there deep. Try as I might the thing wouldn't budge so I made the decision to take him to the doctor and have them remove it. May I remind everyone that he had not stopped screaming yet and didn't stop until we arrived at the doctor....and he was still whimpering then. This picture does not even do it justice and the darker spot at the top is way under the skin so even though it looks like I could just yank it out, I couldn't.
We got into the doctor's office and the doctor could not get it to budge and Andrew was screaming and finally the doctor stopped. He looks at me and says "well, that is quite a splinter and it looks like it has barbed and splintered down inside the foot. I'm going to send you down to Kosair's ER(our children's hospital) to get it removed." I'm thinking...you've got to be kidding me...it's just a splinter! So off we go to Kosair's and when we arrived they take us right back. The doctor comes in and takes a look and says the same thing as the last doctor, "wow, that's a big splinter"! So the game plan was to put numbing gel on it for an hour and then remove it. Normally they only leave the numbing gel on for 30 mins, but the pad of your foot is really difficult to get numb so they left it on for over an hour. After the hour was up we went to the procedure room where they wrapped Andrew like a mummy in sheets and strapped him to the bed. Andrew looks at me and says "mommy, is it going to hurt again?" and I say "no baby, they put the special medicine on it so it won't hurt".......I will live to regret those words! I should have known when the doctor didn't offer any words of comfort after I had said this that it was still going to hurt. So the doctor is at the foot, the nurse is hovering over his legs and I am at his head talking to him when all of a sudden the screaming begins. The foot was already sore from the other doctor poking at it and now this doctor is trying to cut the skin and dig the splinter out. I have never heard my son scream and cry like he did that night. Shear pain and he screamed so hard that he busted every blood vessel in his face an neck. By the time it was over...probably 10 min.....there were three nurses on top of him and I was lying across his chest. He was breaking out of the restraints and it took all of us to hold him down. The doctor said "he has got to be one of the strongest kids I've ever met". Everyone felt so sorry for him and knew how bad it hurt. The doctor felt 50/50 that he had gotten it all and sent us to x-ray to make sure. If there was some left in there we would have had to have surgery to get it removed. I joked and said "no big deal, we'll be up here tomorrow morning at 6 am with my daughter for surgery...we can just run from room to room". Thankfully the x-ray came back clean and we left with a big box of toys that they gave him for being so brave! At this point it is just a wait and see game to make sure nothing is still in there. If it starts swelling then we will have to do the surgery thing. He said the x-ray might not have picked up on the small foreign objects, aka "splinter".
Wednesday: Payton had a lingual hernia that needed to be fixed so we were scheduled for surgery. We left the house at 5:30 to arrive at the hospital at 6:00.
Everything went great and she came through the surgery and recovery without a hitch! As we were sitting in the waiting room I leaned over to Jesse and said: "I think we need to be done having kids...I can't deal with much more of this stuff!" I can handle most anything but when it comes to my kids health.....well I think you can all understand!
We arrived home around 10:30 and she slept for most of the day!
After I had got her to sleep that evening I decided that I would go and plant the plants that I had ordered. They had arrived that day and I wanted to get them in the ground asap! I had planted 3 of 9 when I went to fill up my bucket with water. I was planting in the back yard and the faucet is on the back side of the house. I put my bucket up there and cut on the water and just happened to look down and see this:
So that's it...poop, rice, splinter, hernia surgery and snake.....SO WHAT'S NEXT? It's just Thursday after all! BRING IT!
Friday, May 14, 2010
Rantings of a Mad Woman
Last night I had rehearsal at church so I was not at home and left the care of our children in the hands of my wonderful husband. When I arrived home all kids were tucked snugly into bed and I was so happy! I just happened to notice on my way to the bedroom that the middle cushion on the couch was pulled off and leaning against the couch. As I came closer I could see a huge wet area all over the cushion. So I asked, "honey, what happened?". Jesse said that Payton had dumped her bottle out on the couch and he didn't know what to do with the cushion. So this morning I pulled the cushion cover off (which is not easy by the way) and threw it in the wash. We all jumped in the car to take Andrew to school and when we returned I pulled Payton from her car seat only to find out that her diaper did not do it's job! There was poop all over her and her seat. So I spent the next 30 minutes unhooking the car seat, pulling the straps off and pulling the cushion off of it......and into the wash it went along with outfit #1. It was about time to feed Payton again so I put her in her bouncy with her bottle. A few minutes later she was out of her bouncy and had joined me in the kitchen. She immediately got busy dumping the dog's water out all over the floor and dragging her body through it. So #1 towel to dry her and the floor and #2 outfit off .....into the wash. I walked into the living room and noticed something dripping from Payton's bouncy seat......it was her bottle, turned upside down and leaking through the cushion and dripping on the rug.....my nice rug! So I unhooked and pulled off that cushion and used #2 towel to soak up the milk out of the rug and into the wash they went!
I had received an important phone call so I let Eli play with his pixo's while I took care of some business. For those of you who do not know what pixo's are.....be happy...be very happy! They are tiny little balls that you can glue together with water and make pictures out of and solely created to make parent's miserable! When I finished with my stuff I walked into the kitchen to find Eli sitting at the table with a glass full of water and all of his pixo's floating in a bowl......plus all the water he had managed to spill on the table and floor. Towel #3 full of water and pixo's....into the wash! Since I had the cushion cover pulled off the cushion still I had left the cushion off the couch. So the middle section was much lower and easy for Miss. P to climb up onto the couch. After a few times of pulling her off I thought she would stay away....wrong! I was in the kitchen getting Eli's lunch ready and I come to the couch to tell him it's ready and I find Payton on the couch drinking Eli's tea......It was in a cup and he had it on the end table beside the couch and she decided she wanted it. Except, she didn't end up drinking it...she just ended up wearing it and covering another cushion in a liquid! So couch cushion #2 and outfit #3 into the wash! When I went to transfer the wash load to the dryer I find pez candy that someone had left in their pocket now all over the clothes that were washed....now into the wash to rewash....geez.
I wished I could say it all ends there...but while I was sitting here typing I hear a loud crash with something spilling on the floor.....I go to the kitchen and Eli has climbed up the shelves in the pantry and pulled down the storage container of (Costco sized) pretzels and they are now all over my floor. Can you guess what Payton was doing? She was not eating pretzels...she was in the boys room pulling their underwear out of their drawer!
Hopefully this day will end soon and I can get the 3 loads of laundry I have washed today folded and put away for the next attack....tomorrow!
By the way, Jesse came home and took Belle to the pond to train. When he returned the first words out of his mouth were: "Hey honey, can you get me a towel"..........
I had received an important phone call so I let Eli play with his pixo's while I took care of some business. For those of you who do not know what pixo's are.....be happy...be very happy! They are tiny little balls that you can glue together with water and make pictures out of and solely created to make parent's miserable! When I finished with my stuff I walked into the kitchen to find Eli sitting at the table with a glass full of water and all of his pixo's floating in a bowl......plus all the water he had managed to spill on the table and floor. Towel #3 full of water and pixo's....into the wash! Since I had the cushion cover pulled off the cushion still I had left the cushion off the couch. So the middle section was much lower and easy for Miss. P to climb up onto the couch. After a few times of pulling her off I thought she would stay away....wrong! I was in the kitchen getting Eli's lunch ready and I come to the couch to tell him it's ready and I find Payton on the couch drinking Eli's tea......It was in a cup and he had it on the end table beside the couch and she decided she wanted it. Except, she didn't end up drinking it...she just ended up wearing it and covering another cushion in a liquid! So couch cushion #2 and outfit #3 into the wash! When I went to transfer the wash load to the dryer I find pez candy that someone had left in their pocket now all over the clothes that were washed....now into the wash to rewash....geez.
I wished I could say it all ends there...but while I was sitting here typing I hear a loud crash with something spilling on the floor.....I go to the kitchen and Eli has climbed up the shelves in the pantry and pulled down the storage container of (Costco sized) pretzels and they are now all over my floor. Can you guess what Payton was doing? She was not eating pretzels...she was in the boys room pulling their underwear out of their drawer!
Hopefully this day will end soon and I can get the 3 loads of laundry I have washed today folded and put away for the next attack....tomorrow!
By the way, Jesse came home and took Belle to the pond to train. When he returned the first words out of his mouth were: "Hey honey, can you get me a towel"..........
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Momma Said There'd Be Days Like This
Ever had one of "those" days where everything seems to go awry? Yesterday was that day for me, and I should have just crawled back into bed and waited for morning!
The day started as usual...get up, get kids ready and off to school, feed Payton and so forth. Except Andrew had his annual ultrasound and blood work so we had his appt set for 9:30 at Kosair Children's Hospital. Jesse took Eli to school for doughnuts with dad day so this allowed me to get Andrew and Payton ready and out the door for his appointment. Everything was going great until I reach the interstate and notice that it is "jammed up" (this is how Andrew refers to traffic). Not a car was moving and they were backed up as far as I could see. So I made the quick decision to turn around and not get on the interstate.....I actually thought "wow, how lucky that I caught this before we got on the interstate".
So I turned around and headed down another road that would take me a little out of the way, but would put me on the interstate further down. Only, when I got half way down that road I hit traffic again. Bumper to bumper, but at least we were crawling. So I thought, no big deal, we might be a little late, but we will get there. That is when I happened to look down and notice...I AM almost OUT OF GAS!!! I can make it to the hospital, but it will be a stretch and now I am going to be really late. I was getting frustrated, because despite what my husband says I really do hate being late! As I neared the interstate I looked at my clock and see that it is now 9:30, the time of Andrew's appt. So I called the hospital to let them know what's going on and to see if I needed to reschedule....only I couldn't get anyone on the phone, so after leaving a message I decided to still try and make it there! I also thought "I might as well stop here and get gas...I'm already late, better not take any more chances". So when I pull into the station I see a sign posted on every pump which read "NO GAS DUE TO POWER SURGE". Now I start to chuckle to myself....because it is quite funny....but if only my story ended there.....
Well there are no other stations around so I hop on the interstate and pray for the best...I am still 15 mins away at best. I made it downtown and to the hospital and I was even bright enough to have Jesse pick up Eli from school because I knew I would never make it in time and that would have been another disaster! So as I am pulling up to the parking garage I let out a sigh of relief..."we made it", only to be interrupted by the parking attendant and his HUGE sign that says "NO PARKING GARAGE FULL". So what else do you do at this point but start belly laughing, (either that or crying)? I roll down my window and yell, "Can you tell me where I need to go to park" (and yes I was being polite...it wasn't his fault). He informs me that the closest parking garage is 3 blocks away and then gives me directions. So I did my U-turn in the middle of the street and headed in that direction. I have to admit at this point I was thinking I should just pack it in for the day, but I pressed on. I found the parking garage (hallelujah) and now we started winding our way up trying to find a spot in this one...when we got to the 8th floor on the tippy top I found my spot and parked. I bundled Payton up and got the stroller out, because I knew we had a haul to make 3 blocks away! When I entered the elevator I had this panic of where in the heck am I and how am I going to get where I need to go. Especially when the elevator opened and we were standing in Norton Hospital and we were on the 2nd floor......where was the ground floor where I could get out to the street? I walked over to the information desk and to my astonishment there is a walk way that connects the two hospital (hallelujah again). Now I feel as if my luck is changing. We beat it to the registration desk and they still will see us (hallelujah)!!! So after our test I am feeling like my day is on an upswing, and we never ran out of gas!
We drove to the first gas station and filled up and then went and picked up Eli. Well now it is 12:00 and it is time for Payton to eat. She still breast feeds and I have nowhere to do this and no bottle either. I decide to run into toys r us and get some formula and bottle and I sit in the parking lot with the two boys in the back and feed Payton...whew! Well since she is fed and the boys are good and we are in town I thought I'd run to the store and pick up some things I needed. We go to Lowes and I get the rug that I have been eye balling for a while (thanks tax return)! This baby is 8 x 10 and is balance on top of our cart. So here we go..I have Payton on my hip, Andrew pulling the buggy, Eli ridding on the under carriage of the buggy and me (trying) to steer! I get everyone in the car and manage to finagle the rug in and we are headed home! Now I really feel like my day has turned around!
Later that night when Jesse got home we unwrap the rug and start to place it when I notice...IT"S DAMAGED!!!! WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?! So back in the car we all go with the rug back to Lowes! Only to find out when we get there that they do not have any in their inventory and we were not going to drive to a different one! Silver lining...we bought the rug back with a discount and way more of a discount than we both thought! The manager gave it to us at their cost (hallelujah)! So I got a rug needle and stitched the bad boy up myself...and you can't even tell the difference.
The Bible study I am taking right now has challenged us to pray for God to reveal himself in everyday life. My first class was Tuesday so I wasn't expecting to see Him so quickly ; ) So here is how I saw God in this day: We never ran out of gas (and it was a battle of the needle people), they still allowed Andrew to have his test, and I got a huge discount on the rug I wanted (and that made me really happy)!!!! So...thank you God for showing me that you are still here....even on days like this!
The day started as usual...get up, get kids ready and off to school, feed Payton and so forth. Except Andrew had his annual ultrasound and blood work so we had his appt set for 9:30 at Kosair Children's Hospital. Jesse took Eli to school for doughnuts with dad day so this allowed me to get Andrew and Payton ready and out the door for his appointment. Everything was going great until I reach the interstate and notice that it is "jammed up" (this is how Andrew refers to traffic). Not a car was moving and they were backed up as far as I could see. So I made the quick decision to turn around and not get on the interstate.....I actually thought "wow, how lucky that I caught this before we got on the interstate".
So I turned around and headed down another road that would take me a little out of the way, but would put me on the interstate further down. Only, when I got half way down that road I hit traffic again. Bumper to bumper, but at least we were crawling. So I thought, no big deal, we might be a little late, but we will get there. That is when I happened to look down and notice...I AM almost OUT OF GAS!!! I can make it to the hospital, but it will be a stretch and now I am going to be really late. I was getting frustrated, because despite what my husband says I really do hate being late! As I neared the interstate I looked at my clock and see that it is now 9:30, the time of Andrew's appt. So I called the hospital to let them know what's going on and to see if I needed to reschedule....only I couldn't get anyone on the phone, so after leaving a message I decided to still try and make it there! I also thought "I might as well stop here and get gas...I'm already late, better not take any more chances". So when I pull into the station I see a sign posted on every pump which read "NO GAS DUE TO POWER SURGE". Now I start to chuckle to myself....because it is quite funny....but if only my story ended there.....
Well there are no other stations around so I hop on the interstate and pray for the best...I am still 15 mins away at best. I made it downtown and to the hospital and I was even bright enough to have Jesse pick up Eli from school because I knew I would never make it in time and that would have been another disaster! So as I am pulling up to the parking garage I let out a sigh of relief..."we made it", only to be interrupted by the parking attendant and his HUGE sign that says "NO PARKING GARAGE FULL". So what else do you do at this point but start belly laughing, (either that or crying)? I roll down my window and yell, "Can you tell me where I need to go to park" (and yes I was being polite...it wasn't his fault). He informs me that the closest parking garage is 3 blocks away and then gives me directions. So I did my U-turn in the middle of the street and headed in that direction. I have to admit at this point I was thinking I should just pack it in for the day, but I pressed on. I found the parking garage (hallelujah) and now we started winding our way up trying to find a spot in this one...when we got to the 8th floor on the tippy top I found my spot and parked. I bundled Payton up and got the stroller out, because I knew we had a haul to make 3 blocks away! When I entered the elevator I had this panic of where in the heck am I and how am I going to get where I need to go. Especially when the elevator opened and we were standing in Norton Hospital and we were on the 2nd floor......where was the ground floor where I could get out to the street? I walked over to the information desk and to my astonishment there is a walk way that connects the two hospital (hallelujah again). Now I feel as if my luck is changing. We beat it to the registration desk and they still will see us (hallelujah)!!! So after our test I am feeling like my day is on an upswing, and we never ran out of gas!
We drove to the first gas station and filled up and then went and picked up Eli. Well now it is 12:00 and it is time for Payton to eat. She still breast feeds and I have nowhere to do this and no bottle either. I decide to run into toys r us and get some formula and bottle and I sit in the parking lot with the two boys in the back and feed Payton...whew! Well since she is fed and the boys are good and we are in town I thought I'd run to the store and pick up some things I needed. We go to Lowes and I get the rug that I have been eye balling for a while (thanks tax return)! This baby is 8 x 10 and is balance on top of our cart. So here we go..I have Payton on my hip, Andrew pulling the buggy, Eli ridding on the under carriage of the buggy and me (trying) to steer! I get everyone in the car and manage to finagle the rug in and we are headed home! Now I really feel like my day has turned around!
Later that night when Jesse got home we unwrap the rug and start to place it when I notice...IT"S DAMAGED!!!! WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?! So back in the car we all go with the rug back to Lowes! Only to find out when we get there that they do not have any in their inventory and we were not going to drive to a different one! Silver lining...we bought the rug back with a discount and way more of a discount than we both thought! The manager gave it to us at their cost (hallelujah)! So I got a rug needle and stitched the bad boy up myself...and you can't even tell the difference.
The Bible study I am taking right now has challenged us to pray for God to reveal himself in everyday life. My first class was Tuesday so I wasn't expecting to see Him so quickly ; ) So here is how I saw God in this day: We never ran out of gas (and it was a battle of the needle people), they still allowed Andrew to have his test, and I got a huge discount on the rug I wanted (and that made me really happy)!!!! So...thank you God for showing me that you are still here....even on days like this!
Saturday, January 30, 2010
A look at my week
This week has been a doozy. I guess you can tell since I didn't even make it to the computer this week. Jesse had a meeting in St. Louis this whole week and I was left here to fend for myself with the 3 kiddos. Not that they were bad, but it's a whole new world out there when you are doing it all on your own. So kudos to all you single moms out there....whew! For example this was a typical day last week:
6:45- get up, get kids up, make breakfast , (& coffee), dress kids and out the door by 7:25 to drop Andrew off at school.
7:50-Drop off Andrew and head back to the house for a few mins
8:00-feed Payton
8:30-leave to drop Eli off at school
9:00-drop Eli off and head to store for grocery's/errands
12:00-pick up Eli
12:15-12:30- feed Payton and Eli lunch
2:00-head to Andrew's school to sit in carpool
2:25-pick up Andrew and head back to the house
4:00-feed Payton
5:30-start supper
6:00-6:30-eat and clean up
7:00-bath time
7:30-read books
8:00-Bedtime/feed Payton and put her down for the night
from 8:30 till I fall asleep: fold clothes, get things ready for the next morning, and take a shower..........then start all over again.
Mix in the dentist appointments, bible study, stanley steemer, cleaning and picking up someone from the airport and you have a glimpse of my days this week.
I'm not whining, I'm just thankful for all that Jesse helps out with around here. It's times like these that open my eyes to see how blessed I am to have such a wonderful husband who loves me, our kids and helps out where needed...............even though he hasn't bought me a van yet ; ) I don't tell him enough how much he is appreciated! So, my challenge to each of you today is to tell your spouse how much you love them and appreciate them for everything they do!
On a side note: Eli said he wanted to get his girlfriend a baby for Valentine's Day.....
6:45- get up, get kids up, make breakfast , (& coffee), dress kids and out the door by 7:25 to drop Andrew off at school.
7:50-Drop off Andrew and head back to the house for a few mins
8:00-feed Payton
8:30-leave to drop Eli off at school
9:00-drop Eli off and head to store for grocery's/errands
12:00-pick up Eli
12:15-12:30- feed Payton and Eli lunch
2:00-head to Andrew's school to sit in carpool
2:25-pick up Andrew and head back to the house
4:00-feed Payton
5:30-start supper
6:00-6:30-eat and clean up
7:00-bath time
7:30-read books
8:00-Bedtime/feed Payton and put her down for the night
from 8:30 till I fall asleep: fold clothes, get things ready for the next morning, and take a shower..........then start all over again.
Mix in the dentist appointments, bible study, stanley steemer, cleaning and picking up someone from the airport and you have a glimpse of my days this week.
I'm not whining, I'm just thankful for all that Jesse helps out with around here. It's times like these that open my eyes to see how blessed I am to have such a wonderful husband who loves me, our kids and helps out where needed...............even though he hasn't bought me a van yet ; ) I don't tell him enough how much he is appreciated! So, my challenge to each of you today is to tell your spouse how much you love them and appreciate them for everything they do!
On a side note: Eli said he wanted to get his girlfriend a baby for Valentine's Day.....
Saturday, January 9, 2010
On Any Given Day
Well, this is the beginning of the Richardson blog...something that has been requested for some time now. This house is always very entertaining (especially to me). Jesse (my husband) and I have been married for 10 years coming up on July 8th and we have 3 kiddos....Andrew (5), Eli (4) and Payton (6 mths). What you can expect to read are stories that happen or have happened to us.
On any given day around the Richardson household you might run into Batman, Robin, Indiana Jones, Ninja Turtle (the red one w/forks as Eli calls it), Spider Man or a Hunter. Needless to say "the red's" (as we refer to them) like to dress up. You might also have to step over or clean syrup off of furniture or kids, sugar or flour off the floor, numerous spices out of hair, paint off walls, glue off of mounted animals or soap out of the carpet. Or you might see two naked Indians running through the yard, peeing off the porch, a kids trying to sky dive, or a plumbers van parked in the driveway because we keep him on retainer. That is just the boys....I don't think we need to get into Jesse right now. Things you might hear around here will be some funny stories.......funny sayings and more often than not, noises that come from the body!
I love my life and I love my family! They are a perfect fit for me and I enjoy laughing everyday at the craziness around here. I hope you guys will enjoy the stories to come and laugh along with me. There should be some interesting things coming up...Payton is 6 months now and is showing great potential to be just as entertaining as the Red's. And....there is always a story about Jesse...so stayed tuned!
On any given day around the Richardson household you might run into Batman, Robin, Indiana Jones, Ninja Turtle (the red one w/forks as Eli calls it), Spider Man or a Hunter. Needless to say "the red's" (as we refer to them) like to dress up. You might also have to step over or clean syrup off of furniture or kids, sugar or flour off the floor, numerous spices out of hair, paint off walls, glue off of mounted animals or soap out of the carpet. Or you might see two naked Indians running through the yard, peeing off the porch, a kids trying to sky dive, or a plumbers van parked in the driveway because we keep him on retainer. That is just the boys....I don't think we need to get into Jesse right now. Things you might hear around here will be some funny stories.......funny sayings and more often than not, noises that come from the body!
I love my life and I love my family! They are a perfect fit for me and I enjoy laughing everyday at the craziness around here. I hope you guys will enjoy the stories to come and laugh along with me. There should be some interesting things coming up...Payton is 6 months now and is showing great potential to be just as entertaining as the Red's. And....there is always a story about Jesse...so stayed tuned!
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