Month: January 2012

Blessedness

My house is all a flutter as we prepare for our wee one’s baby blessing tomorrow at our home. Things are busy. I’m a bit frazzled. I have zero tolerance, currently, for kid messes and I have turned into an over-zealous defender of the house. Toss your dirty hoodie onto the floor and my head just might start spinning around…

Cinema Glazed

I am a devoted cinema-phile. For the past few years, Jeff and I have made a weekly date night a number one priority as a means of preserving our sanity. Weekends at our house can be an exercise in endurance with Jack home and requiring our constant attention, with the exception of when he has therapy. We find that Jack…

Blowing off Steam

I’m essentially housebound this winter with a premature baby who can’t go out in public places, particularly during the season when RSV lands many infants in the hospital. We were there for a month after baby’s birth, and I really don’t want to go back. So basically I don’t leave the house, unless Jeff is around to spell me briefly.…

Desperate Housewife

Something is happening with Jack. I’m not sure what it is, but it’s not good. It has all the signs of a downward death spiral, which is something we’ve faced several times before. Despite therapy, school, his sensory diet, and many a problem-solving session with teachers, doctors, and therapists, Jack is coming off the rails. We are always combatting problem…

Interfacing with the InterWeb

I resisted joining the world of social media for quite some time. Its not entirely clear to me why I was a total grumpy-pants about getting connected online, but looking back I think it’s safe to say that I was just too beleaguered with raising my special child to think about it. I figured I would have nothing to say…

Practically Perfect in Every Way

Jeff has a birthday coming up this spring, which reminds us both that we are firmly entrenched in the decade of our thirties. It’s a busy phase of life for us, what with these hundred children we have running around now. My first and my fourth babies were born exactly ten years apart. This is great as I have a…

Vintage photographs

My mom is currently going through mountains of photographs from my grandma’s house, which is in the process of being emptied since both she and my grandpa have passed away. It was enlightening to spend an afternoon looking through some of the albums and snapshots of everything from photos of my cousins, my sisters, and me in the questionable fashions…

"Fell-yer" is Not Fatal

Yesterday I heard a psychologist/life coach on the radio discussing the stumbling blocks we face in our lives, as well as the most effective ways to overcome them. He repeatedly said that we have to get over our fear of failure. But, as we are in Utah, it sounded more like “fear of fellyer.” Fellyer, he uttered in folksy Utahnics,…

Code Brown

All of you, dear new readers of this blog, be warned that this post is totally gross. But it involves one of the central aspects of my life. So don’t read it if you don’t want to. Consider this fair warning. It’s not a topic of conversation for polite company. But at my house, it’s the recurring event that we…