My problem is I take it personally. I internalize and take all of the kids' bad behavior as a reflection of my failed parenting. It drives me crazy. Although I know they have issues, we are doing the BEST we can, and it will not be an overnight fix.. I still despair.
Two phone calls from school this week. One from principal, one from teacher. Check forgery (he tried to make his own check; scary, brilliant, gutsy), theft from a classmate, lying, stealing, wandering off... the list goes on. Unfortunately I can see him being suspended in the immediate future.
We saw his prescribing Dr. this week and made a lot of changes. Instead of Vyvanse and Celexa, we now have a 4 med regimen. Concerta, celexa, tenex, remeron.
Day one went not so well, both me and Matthew had to go get him from school.
I took him to the Fort Oglethorpe police department, hoping they would 'talk' to him as an authoritative figure. Nope. The officer was nice, but explained they don't 'scare' kids anymore. But, he himself had also adopted 3 boys from DFACS and his advice was to tell me that I was well within my rights in the state of Georgia to invest in a leather belt.
The book I ordered on the 10 Commandments came in yesterday.. just in time! Matthew and I read it to the kids before bed. It is written to relate to their age group, and I thought for certain they were getting at least some surface information from it. The plan is to read it every night.
Matthew worked hard to get Jacob back into his room last night, because if he was going to sleep in our room and still sneak a DS (which he had to have gotten way up in the living room closet for) and manage to play it under the covers in the same room as us.. then our entire purpose of him being in close proximity to us is moot.
So, Matthew took Jacob's room down to a mattress, sheet, pillow, blanket. Set the motion alarm in the hallway, and we went to bed.
Woke up this morning and Laptop was half under Jacob's mattress, and Matthew's small ipod was missing. After all of the disciplining and speeches and moralizing we had done, he couldn't give a flip. He couldn't even go a few hours making good decisions. We're baffled. The first night the remeron knocked him out.. apparently last night it did nothing. Matthew guesses the motion alarm wasn't set properly.
He finally told us the location of the small ipod, and when Matthew turned it on it had several games on it. This is one of those old ipods that is like 2'' x 4'' with a small color screen. (not the Ipod touch that Jacob flushed this weekend)
We didnt even know you could get games on that old device.
Matthew is home today and so is Jacob. Matthew had already signed up for Adoration at church, so taking Jacob can only be a blessing.
So that is my rant for this week. Tonight is tennis lessons. I'm exhausted.
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Friday, March 11, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
The Art of Sleep
So, the kids have had sleeping issues.. that's old news. Tabitha is our best sleeper, but she tosses and turns so much I thinks she wakes herself up. It could also be Jacob waking her up, since he's normally in his room goofing off instead of sleeping.
Actually, I have to admit, this is an improvement. Not too long ago he was stealing cell phones, Ipods, and food in the middle of the night. At least now he seems to be containing his night play to his bedroom.
I bought a motion activated alarm system at Radio Shack. Matthew put it up yesterday, pointing at their doors, high enough where the cats don't set it off. It works great.
The Johnson & Johnson baby lotion that is specifically for bedtime is also nice. I put on both kiddos after showers last night and we had no problems. I stayed in the bed with Jacob until he fell asleep, then moved to Tabby's room to do the same just to get them back on track with sleep expectations. I'm happy with the results, although I didn't go to bed any earlier I enjoyed watching the kids fall asleep.. and the smell of the lotion.
Another new thing in our house is independent showering. I set Matthew in charge of overseeing this because if I were to go check on a kiddo and they needed help getting soap off their heads I would just do it for them instead of simply instructing them. He is perfect for those type of things. And it has been a few weeks since we began this and (correct me if I'm wrong, Matthew) they seem to be progressing with minimal instructions from us.
Soon we will be able to just tell them it's shower time and they will handle it... I'm so proud of them. :-)
Actually, I have to admit, this is an improvement. Not too long ago he was stealing cell phones, Ipods, and food in the middle of the night. At least now he seems to be containing his night play to his bedroom.
I bought a motion activated alarm system at Radio Shack. Matthew put it up yesterday, pointing at their doors, high enough where the cats don't set it off. It works great.
The Johnson & Johnson baby lotion that is specifically for bedtime is also nice. I put on both kiddos after showers last night and we had no problems. I stayed in the bed with Jacob until he fell asleep, then moved to Tabby's room to do the same just to get them back on track with sleep expectations. I'm happy with the results, although I didn't go to bed any earlier I enjoyed watching the kids fall asleep.. and the smell of the lotion.
Another new thing in our house is independent showering. I set Matthew in charge of overseeing this because if I were to go check on a kiddo and they needed help getting soap off their heads I would just do it for them instead of simply instructing them. He is perfect for those type of things. And it has been a few weeks since we began this and (correct me if I'm wrong, Matthew) they seem to be progressing with minimal instructions from us.
Soon we will be able to just tell them it's shower time and they will handle it... I'm so proud of them. :-)
Sunday, February 6, 2011
The Power of Britney
This weekend flew by so fast it was just unfair.
The kiddos went to their Mamaw's and Papaw's house Saturday afternoon and spent the night. Matthew and I were able to have a bonafide date night. We went to Smokey Bones, shopped around a little, then came home to sleep in a house where no little feet would be running around.
I didn't even need any sleeping pills! I was so out I never even heard my sister come in the house. Perfect!
Sunday we got up and out and had a good day of shopping. We had full intentions of going to buy one of those cheap little $30 printers from Wal-Mart. Unfortunately we decided to shop around and went to Staples, where I saw the best desktop tower on CLEARANCE (My favorite word!).
We went to Best Buy and they had one that wasn't as good for almost $100 more, so we went back and bought the one at Staples. Then they said since it was the floor model they would have to keep it and do a system restore, but it would possibly be ready by the end of the day.
So, we went and picked up the kiddos from my parent's house and visited a little. We went to get some groceries and the phone rang. The computer was ready and I had 5 minutes to get there! I left Matthew and the kids with a buggy full of food and ran out to the car and tried to get to Staples. Not far to drive, but the traffic was terrible. I turned on the radio and lo and behold.. Britney's new song. I cranked it up and knew if Britney came on the radio, I was going to make it! Haha. I love her new song.
So, I made it, narrowly, and now I have an awesome computer. We went to Subway to celebrate and the kids were in a fun mood. Dancing machines! :-)
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Friday, January 28, 2011
Dancin'.... yeahhhh
There seems to be a lot of dancing going around in the house lately. The kiddos are in a way better mood overall than last week. Their favorite movie is Despicable Me, and they know the dance moves and songs, and darn near most of the words. They amaze me!
Jacob was ASP kid of the month! Tabby got it last year so she couldn't complain too much. He was given a bag full of goodies and treats and we let him take it to his room and eat all the snacks at his discretion. He was very generous and shared with Tabby. They are exceptionally good at including one another in things like that.
Poor Jacob though, with his oh-so literal mind was given a pack of starburst candy with a prize promotion on the packaging. He read it "find the golden starburst, win up to 10,000 dollars" and his mind fixated on it.
He came into the living room all wide-eyed and told us about it, claiming Tabby had won because she found it! Except she just had a regular old yellow lemon one. Once we explained that he would not win, that he had not gotten the winning starburst, he went back into his room. He came out another time saying the same thing, holding the package asking if the 'gold on the package' would match 'the gold on the starburst'. He was worrying about it WAY too much. I told him to throw the package wrapper away, and he was so dismayed. He really wanted to hold onto the wrapper and read it. That's just the way his mind operates. If he finds it interesting he wants to keep it forever. Tags from clothes, toy packaging, etc.
In keeping with the dancing theme this week we were sitting in line to drop them off at school today, in the 6:50 a.m. dark, with one other car infront of us and had the interior lights on and the kids were standing up dancing and rocking the van. They make me laugh, and they made the car infront of us laugh too!
Jacob was ASP kid of the month! Tabby got it last year so she couldn't complain too much. He was given a bag full of goodies and treats and we let him take it to his room and eat all the snacks at his discretion. He was very generous and shared with Tabby. They are exceptionally good at including one another in things like that.
Poor Jacob though, with his oh-so literal mind was given a pack of starburst candy with a prize promotion on the packaging. He read it "find the golden starburst, win up to 10,000 dollars" and his mind fixated on it.
He came into the living room all wide-eyed and told us about it, claiming Tabby had won because she found it! Except she just had a regular old yellow lemon one. Once we explained that he would not win, that he had not gotten the winning starburst, he went back into his room. He came out another time saying the same thing, holding the package asking if the 'gold on the package' would match 'the gold on the starburst'. He was worrying about it WAY too much. I told him to throw the package wrapper away, and he was so dismayed. He really wanted to hold onto the wrapper and read it. That's just the way his mind operates. If he finds it interesting he wants to keep it forever. Tags from clothes, toy packaging, etc.
In keeping with the dancing theme this week we were sitting in line to drop them off at school today, in the 6:50 a.m. dark, with one other car infront of us and had the interior lights on and the kids were standing up dancing and rocking the van. They make me laugh, and they made the car infront of us laugh too!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
The Truth Hurts
Our Wednesday was pretty normal. I did a little grocery shopping and a little homework supervision.
In second grade they're still doing the 'color' conduct charts. Jacob's is in the back sleeve of his homework folder. The teacher trusts them to color their circle in on the calendar themselves. You see where I'm going with this, right?
So, everyday after school the kids immediately tell me "Purple!". With Tabby I was 100% she was towing the line and giving her all to please her teacher.
With Jacob we kept being impressed and proud that he was doing so well in class, a testament to his ADHD medicine and motivation to please his teacher.
So, yesterday I have a note scrawled along the top of the conduct calendar informing me that 'Jacob has been giving himself 'purple' when he has not been getting it. The colors he has gotten were not bad". She had handwritten over his calendar the correct colors which were not BAD, in fact 'blue' and 'green' are perfectly acceptable. But the little angel had decided (months ago) to just give himself the highest color code.. and then proceeded to seek out praise by mentioning it when I picked him up everyday.
I'm torn on this one, because I know that it is good that he is motivated to earn our praise, even if it is bad to cheat and manipulate to get it. Sigh.
In second grade they're still doing the 'color' conduct charts. Jacob's is in the back sleeve of his homework folder. The teacher trusts them to color their circle in on the calendar themselves. You see where I'm going with this, right?
So, everyday after school the kids immediately tell me "Purple!". With Tabby I was 100% she was towing the line and giving her all to please her teacher.
With Jacob we kept being impressed and proud that he was doing so well in class, a testament to his ADHD medicine and motivation to please his teacher.
So, yesterday I have a note scrawled along the top of the conduct calendar informing me that 'Jacob has been giving himself 'purple' when he has not been getting it. The colors he has gotten were not bad". She had handwritten over his calendar the correct colors which were not BAD, in fact 'blue' and 'green' are perfectly acceptable. But the little angel had decided (months ago) to just give himself the highest color code.. and then proceeded to seek out praise by mentioning it when I picked him up everyday.
I'm torn on this one, because I know that it is good that he is motivated to earn our praise, even if it is bad to cheat and manipulate to get it. Sigh.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
2 Down
Jacob has been so excited that his second lower tooth was coming loose. He was always wanting us to look at it. But when it came time to eat, he just wasn't eating his food. It hurt him and he was scared to eat anything he couldn't bite off using his 'side' teeth. So, finally last night after chowing on pancakes at IHOP he relented and let Matthew pull it. It was so ready to come out I think the experience was a little icky for both of them, but, being boys they 'took care of it'. He looks super cute with no bottom front teeth, and I will post pics later today.
He is a huge night-sweater. He can literally go to sleep in the pullups only and still wake up in a Jacob-sized wet spot on his sheets and pillow. ick.I steamed his mattress and Matthew washed his sheets and pillows, so he got to sleep in Tabby's room last night.
Not having the best results from the primary sleeping medicine, I chose last night to try the secondary. I took one primary and one secondary at the same time. I slept so good I don't think I woke up once. In fact, I'm sure of it because of what we found this morning...
Our dear, sweet, lovable, and quite crazy dog has been giving us a fit over being in her crate. We blame Christmas break for ruining her routine. We bought a pretty pricey no-bark system that didn't work, and I just refuse to put a shock collar on a dog for barking. So, we've been letting her 'bark it out' at night before we can go to sleep.
Last night we heard a loud crash, but we both commented how she must have knocked down the empty garbage can that was on top of her crate.
This morning I'm woke up by Aggie jumping on the bed and laying her huge self against me. Matthew said he woke up and opened the door to go change over the laundry and there she was, laying on the couch. The sound we heard was the entire back wall of her jumbo metal crate falling off. and that was right as we were going to sleep! She spent all night out. And no messes, just a devoured cat food bowl and a pencil and McDonald's toy chewed on from Jacob's room.
Matthew fixed her crate this morning and she protested, again. She is over a year old now and I think she is trying to show us how big she is.. and 'how fair is it that the cats get to roam around all day and night?' LOL
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He is a huge night-sweater. He can literally go to sleep in the pullups only and still wake up in a Jacob-sized wet spot on his sheets and pillow. ick.I steamed his mattress and Matthew washed his sheets and pillows, so he got to sleep in Tabby's room last night.
Not having the best results from the primary sleeping medicine, I chose last night to try the secondary. I took one primary and one secondary at the same time. I slept so good I don't think I woke up once. In fact, I'm sure of it because of what we found this morning...
Our dear, sweet, lovable, and quite crazy dog has been giving us a fit over being in her crate. We blame Christmas break for ruining her routine. We bought a pretty pricey no-bark system that didn't work, and I just refuse to put a shock collar on a dog for barking. So, we've been letting her 'bark it out' at night before we can go to sleep.
Last night we heard a loud crash, but we both commented how she must have knocked down the empty garbage can that was on top of her crate.
This morning I'm woke up by Aggie jumping on the bed and laying her huge self against me. Matthew said he woke up and opened the door to go change over the laundry and there she was, laying on the couch. The sound we heard was the entire back wall of her jumbo metal crate falling off. and that was right as we were going to sleep! She spent all night out. And no messes, just a devoured cat food bowl and a pencil and McDonald's toy chewed on from Jacob's room.
Matthew fixed her crate this morning and she protested, again. She is over a year old now and I think she is trying to show us how big she is.. and 'how fair is it that the cats get to roam around all day and night?' LOL
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Sunday, January 23, 2011
High Hopes, and Failings
This weekend was salvageable. We were a little worried about how much family time we would have since I was working Saturday and Matthew was working on Sunday.
I ended up forgetting my medicine, and having forgotten it the previous day also, decided to leave work and run home for it.
Once I arrived home, the kids were up and excited to see me. I decided to give up the overtime and grab everyone up, throw them in the van, and set off to Atlanta. We went to IKEA, and in true family tradition, drove around for an hour trying to find a place to eat we could agree on.
On the drive home we stopped into Cracker Barrel for dinner. While there we had episode #456 of Jacob not waiting to get to the toilet for his #2. It was awful, traumatic, and I should have expected it.
He was doing so well there for a few weeks we had taken him off the pull-ups and had bought all new undies for him. But unfortunately just when we had the hopes it was behind us...
So, now he is back on the pull-ups. Come to find out it wasn't his first accident in the last few days, which is a whole other rant. Anyway, it was just a big disappointment. So, according to our book, we had him get his soiled undies and handwash them. I think he disliked that enough.
So, on Sunday we travelled up the mountain and took Matthew some lunch at work. It was nice.
We went to the Mexican place for dinner. It was nice and deserted, and they had a big flatscreen on the wall with a movie on it. At the end of our dinner the movie we were semi-watching went off and this movie came on.
Woah. The deserted restaurant meant we could hear the TV from across the room, and the captioning meant we could read along. Turned out this movie had about 20+ "F" words in the first ten minutes. Ick.
We were eager to get our check and get out the door!
Normal Sunday evening with Jacob having a meltdown and going to sleep crying. His behavior was consistently bad this weekend, but we also were sensitive to the fact that his anti-depressant is probably in full force by now.
He was crying so bad tonight, it was really heartbreaking. I went in to hug him and talk to him and he said how he was going to change his behavior and I was pleased with him taking the initiative to say that without any prompting. That was a big deal. Just having him say that was a breakthrough.
So, we all went to bed. Even me, who never goes to sleep when everyone else does. Twenty minutes later I was back up with a backache and decided to get up and walk around.
Jacob had his light on and was playing in his floor. Literally 20 minutes after him promising to try harder to behave better. ugh. Par for the course, I'm afraid. When I opened the door he just looked at me, surprised. No remorse, no trying to reason with me, no anything... so apparently the breakthrough we had managed to backfire somehow. It is so frustrating!
I ended up forgetting my medicine, and having forgotten it the previous day also, decided to leave work and run home for it.
Once I arrived home, the kids were up and excited to see me. I decided to give up the overtime and grab everyone up, throw them in the van, and set off to Atlanta. We went to IKEA, and in true family tradition, drove around for an hour trying to find a place to eat we could agree on.
On the drive home we stopped into Cracker Barrel for dinner. While there we had episode #456 of Jacob not waiting to get to the toilet for his #2. It was awful, traumatic, and I should have expected it.
He was doing so well there for a few weeks we had taken him off the pull-ups and had bought all new undies for him. But unfortunately just when we had the hopes it was behind us...
So, now he is back on the pull-ups. Come to find out it wasn't his first accident in the last few days, which is a whole other rant. Anyway, it was just a big disappointment. So, according to our book, we had him get his soiled undies and handwash them. I think he disliked that enough.
So, on Sunday we travelled up the mountain and took Matthew some lunch at work. It was nice.
We went to the Mexican place for dinner. It was nice and deserted, and they had a big flatscreen on the wall with a movie on it. At the end of our dinner the movie we were semi-watching went off and this movie came on.
Woah. The deserted restaurant meant we could hear the TV from across the room, and the captioning meant we could read along. Turned out this movie had about 20+ "F" words in the first ten minutes. Ick.
We were eager to get our check and get out the door!
Normal Sunday evening with Jacob having a meltdown and going to sleep crying. His behavior was consistently bad this weekend, but we also were sensitive to the fact that his anti-depressant is probably in full force by now.
He was crying so bad tonight, it was really heartbreaking. I went in to hug him and talk to him and he said how he was going to change his behavior and I was pleased with him taking the initiative to say that without any prompting. That was a big deal. Just having him say that was a breakthrough.
So, we all went to bed. Even me, who never goes to sleep when everyone else does. Twenty minutes later I was back up with a backache and decided to get up and walk around.
Jacob had his light on and was playing in his floor. Literally 20 minutes after him promising to try harder to behave better. ugh. Par for the course, I'm afraid. When I opened the door he just looked at me, surprised. No remorse, no trying to reason with me, no anything... so apparently the breakthrough we had managed to backfire somehow. It is so frustrating!
Monday, January 17, 2011
MLK Day.. at work
Ah, the sweet smell of overtime.
Sunday I caught up on much needed rest. Matthew took us out to lunch to Texas Roadhouse, then to a little shopping for sunglasses.
Although I love getting out with my family, I was happy to be back home. I was just exhausted.
My parents and nephew came up and spent some really good quality time with the kiddos and I watched the Golden Globes.
We let Jacob sleep on Tabitha's bunk bed thinking my nephew and sister would be staying overnight, but they ended up going home for the night.
Everyone seemed to like my butter-pecan-applesauce-molasses cake. I'm grateful, because most things I try do pretty badly.
Saturday night when I was playing in Jacob's room we found a juicebox hidden under his bed. Last night I found an apple.
It is times like this I have to remind myself that he has only had one real session with the new Dr. and I can't expect overnight (pun intended) results. It is just beyond my comprehension that as smart as he is, he doesn't change the behaviors that he gets into trouble from.
Which is why I am still picking up the book and getting reassurances that it: 1.) Could be A LOT worse, and 2.) Isn't the end of the world.
I also had thought the 'nighttime' pills were going to keep him asleep, only to find out the second night he took them he woke my sister up numerous times asking for food. My guess is he had attempted to steal food from the kitchen but thought twice to wake her up since she was on the couch sleeping near the kitchen doorway.
Then when I asked him Saturday how he had slept, he said he slept the entire night. Ugh.
It used to be the 'no response and no remorse' attitude from him that made me angry, now I sort of get that.. but now I'm having a hard time with the 'I know you'll find out but still do it' mentality.
We feel like we are having to deal with the same rules getting broken each day.
And then there's Tabitha, the charmer. She see's his negative attention and immediately turns on her 'baby talk' and 'I love you's and 'didn't I do good's. So, while her behavior is obviously manipulative of the situation and completely irritating.. the only real thing we can correct is the baby-talking. If she is talking and I say, 'stop the baby talk' then she will go back to sounding like a 6 year old. It is really wild.
So, with both kids on the bunkbed, I put the baby gate up right outside the closed door, hoping to stop Jacob getting up and roaming the house for food and electronics to play around with. He did have to ask one time around 2 a.m. to go to the bathroom, and I lifted him over the gate and back over afterwards. Silly, right? But I am confident that he was so surprised by the gate being there that he didn't venture climbing over it to go on his midnight scavenger hunt.
So, today is MLK day, my sister has my kiddos, and I have a 3:00 with my own psychiatriast. Having first visit nervousness, but I feel like I need help with my own things going on, in addition to being able to be a better parent to RAD kids.
Sunday I caught up on much needed rest. Matthew took us out to lunch to Texas Roadhouse, then to a little shopping for sunglasses.
Although I love getting out with my family, I was happy to be back home. I was just exhausted.
My parents and nephew came up and spent some really good quality time with the kiddos and I watched the Golden Globes.
We let Jacob sleep on Tabitha's bunk bed thinking my nephew and sister would be staying overnight, but they ended up going home for the night.
Everyone seemed to like my butter-pecan-applesauce-molasses cake. I'm grateful, because most things I try do pretty badly.
Saturday night when I was playing in Jacob's room we found a juicebox hidden under his bed. Last night I found an apple.
It is times like this I have to remind myself that he has only had one real session with the new Dr. and I can't expect overnight (pun intended) results. It is just beyond my comprehension that as smart as he is, he doesn't change the behaviors that he gets into trouble from.
Which is why I am still picking up the book and getting reassurances that it: 1.) Could be A LOT worse, and 2.) Isn't the end of the world.
I also had thought the 'nighttime' pills were going to keep him asleep, only to find out the second night he took them he woke my sister up numerous times asking for food. My guess is he had attempted to steal food from the kitchen but thought twice to wake her up since she was on the couch sleeping near the kitchen doorway.
Then when I asked him Saturday how he had slept, he said he slept the entire night. Ugh.
It used to be the 'no response and no remorse' attitude from him that made me angry, now I sort of get that.. but now I'm having a hard time with the 'I know you'll find out but still do it' mentality.
We feel like we are having to deal with the same rules getting broken each day.
And then there's Tabitha, the charmer. She see's his negative attention and immediately turns on her 'baby talk' and 'I love you's and 'didn't I do good's. So, while her behavior is obviously manipulative of the situation and completely irritating.. the only real thing we can correct is the baby-talking. If she is talking and I say, 'stop the baby talk' then she will go back to sounding like a 6 year old. It is really wild.
So, with both kids on the bunkbed, I put the baby gate up right outside the closed door, hoping to stop Jacob getting up and roaming the house for food and electronics to play around with. He did have to ask one time around 2 a.m. to go to the bathroom, and I lifted him over the gate and back over afterwards. Silly, right? But I am confident that he was so surprised by the gate being there that he didn't venture climbing over it to go on his midnight scavenger hunt.
So, today is MLK day, my sister has my kiddos, and I have a 3:00 with my own psychiatriast. Having first visit nervousness, but I feel like I need help with my own things going on, in addition to being able to be a better parent to RAD kids.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Saturday at WORK?!
Thank goodness for some things; answered prayers, and overtime offered when you've missed the entire regular workweek!
So, I gladly got myself up and ready and for once in the week got to leave the house by myself! I met my coworker (the one who was cussed out by my next door neighbors) at Waffle House, and we got caught up on the drama of my fence-saga.
Work was good, I had time to clean out my desk and purge files and get rid of things in order to start 2011 off right.
I brought tacos home for dinner tonight and the kids were thrilled. They had a great time with their Dad today, getting to go outside and make a mini snowman and throw snowballs.
I was happy today when I was cleaning out my desk and found the post-it my coworker had left on my computer monitor last March. It was the message to call the person at DFCS who then told me we were 'go' for adoption. I kept it because I had jotted down a few things on it while I was talking to her.. and I loved finding it today. It was a good day to remember something so huge that happened to our family.
So, I gladly got myself up and ready and for once in the week got to leave the house by myself! I met my coworker (the one who was cussed out by my next door neighbors) at Waffle House, and we got caught up on the drama of my fence-saga.
Work was good, I had time to clean out my desk and purge files and get rid of things in order to start 2011 off right.
I brought tacos home for dinner tonight and the kids were thrilled. They had a great time with their Dad today, getting to go outside and make a mini snowman and throw snowballs.
I was happy today when I was cleaning out my desk and found the post-it my coworker had left on my computer monitor last March. It was the message to call the person at DFCS who then told me we were 'go' for adoption. I kept it because I had jotted down a few things on it while I was talking to her.. and I loved finding it today. It was a good day to remember something so huge that happened to our family.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Friday
Day 5 of our workweek / schoolweek spent inside. In each other's company we are trying our best to not get on each other's nerves. The rules are still there, but we are in a lighter mood. :-P
For lunch I made peanut butter, grape jelly, and honeynut cheerios sandwiches. What a hit!
We watched Despicable Me and now they are both doing separate things. Tabby is enjoying Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and Jacob is in his room 'practicing' Sorry Sliders.
We all four sat on the living room floor and played Sorry Sliders last night. It is a really fun game, and Jacob is the family cheater. Haha. Each family needs one super competitive, out-for-blood type of gamer.. and he is ours.
Today he began his new dosage of his ADHD medicine as well as the antidepressant. He took two pills at once and exclaimed at how awesome he was! Pretty impressive I must say, since he is kind of tiny. Poor Matthew is 31 and can't manage a tylenol. :-}
what I'm really ready to see about is the sleepy-time medicine. When they moved in with us he was on this prescription, one a night. Now the Dr. is asking we give him 1/2 at 'after school' time, then 1 & 1/2 30 minutes before bedtime. If I can get him well rested his nighttime misbehavior will go away. Cross your fingers!
Thursday, January 13, 2011
A New Hope
Went to the new doctors for Jacob today. The first appointment was for the medical doctor. We discussed his issues and she prescribed an anti-depressant, a sleep aid, and beefed up his adhd meds. Tomorrow we will begin the new medicine routine.
I was so proud of Jacob. He spoke up and answered all of the doctors questions, even the tough ones, and only had to look over to me twice. He told her how he was having problems with stealing and sneaking, and not sleeping, and going to the potty on himself.They had a good discussion and I only had to answer a few questions about his medicine from the last 2 years.
Then we met Matthew for dinner at Arby's then onto the health center again for his psychiatrist appointment. It was short, he talked to Jacob about rules. They also had a good discussion with only minimal input from me about the past week. Jacob really seemed to respond.
I am having hope that this might be the right choice for us. Although the health center is kind of scary. We were sitting in the waiting room and one man came in all wobbly legged and said he couldn't find his jacket. There were about five people in the waiting room and one lady pointed to a jacket on an empty chair and he walked over to it and declared that "he wasn't sure if it was his or not". yeah. community health clinics can be harrowing.
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I was so proud of Jacob. He spoke up and answered all of the doctors questions, even the tough ones, and only had to look over to me twice. He told her how he was having problems with stealing and sneaking, and not sleeping, and going to the potty on himself.They had a good discussion and I only had to answer a few questions about his medicine from the last 2 years.
Then we met Matthew for dinner at Arby's then onto the health center again for his psychiatrist appointment. It was short, he talked to Jacob about rules. They also had a good discussion with only minimal input from me about the past week. Jacob really seemed to respond.
I am having hope that this might be the right choice for us. Although the health center is kind of scary. We were sitting in the waiting room and one man came in all wobbly legged and said he couldn't find his jacket. There were about five people in the waiting room and one lady pointed to a jacket on an empty chair and he walked over to it and declared that "he wasn't sure if it was his or not". yeah. community health clinics can be harrowing.
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Thursday
Made lunch, gave the kids bubble baths which was a BIG DEAL for them..and just getting ready to tackle the floors :+]
.. and day 4
Thursday and Friday were called yesterday afternoon, so day 4 home again. At this rate it will definitely be Tuesday before I see my coworkers. At this point, it's almost depressing.
Don't get me wrong, all the quality time with the kids is awesome, but there is just a melancholy that comes from the same old routine. Last night the kids actually went to bed at separate bedtimes, which was fun. Jacob got tired out around 10 and then Tabby and I stayed up watching Storage Wars. I held her in my arms and combed her hair with my fingers and just stared down at the most precious girl I know. I love those tender moments. Unfortunately I have more of those tender moments when I only have one child with me, since they are so competitive with attention and affection.
This afternoon we have Jacob's appointments with his new psychiatrist and his new M.D. I am so ready to get going on a therapy treatment plan. I feel like we've been through the ringer. :-]
I'm hoping since the courthouse is finally open today that the surveyors will get what they need to get done and be able to finalize their lines. The legal letter that needs to be sent is really important. I just don't want to have anymore verbal communications with them.
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