Vanishing Words!? February 24, 2012

Remember when your baby was first born, you’d watch him or her sleep? On nights they slept more than 2 hours you’d find yourself checking them in their crib to make sure they were still breathing…not in a morbid way, in a mom way….As they grow you learn to enjoy the silence, let sleeping babies sleep so to speak…right?

Then your kiddo gets sick for the first time, you’re up all night, even when they finally crash out. You’re checking fevers, checking breathing, etc.  I’m not alone so far…right? We’ve all done this….

Then came autism, and first words….when my son first started using words, I’d wake him every morning and ask him to talk to me. Make him repeat that one word he knew at the time. I just needed to make sure his words didn’t magically vanish while we slept. Why would words just disappear, with no rhyme or reason?…No logical reason, but nothing about autism at the time seemed logical to me.  I’m not a mom who knows her kids were born autistic and I’m not a mom who knows something else [whether environmentally related, vaccine related, whatever] caused the autism…Actually I believe autism is a combo of genetic and environmental triggers, and is at times misdiagnosed because it shares symptoms with other, possibly yet to be identified disorders. One day I think they’ll be able to break down what they today call ‘autism’ into 5, 10, 20 different conditions. There are too many variants in every case of autism for it all to be lumped into 1 category…but that’s neither here nor there..that’s actually just my ADD kicking in….getting back on track….

Hmm….where were we? Words!!! Once I realized the words wouldn’t magically vanish in my cuties sleep, next came the new speech/illness fear….Every time a cutie gets sick there’s the fear the sickness will take the words with it. Not in a weird mystic word sucking virus type of way, just in an I don’t really get it but it scares the beejeebus out of me kind of way.  I’m sure in time this fear too will pass and be replaced with some other odd parent fear, in the mean time I guess I’ll just drive the monsters crazy making them say words so I know they’re still there…

What are your irrational, semi crazy, odd, or just amusing mom fears?

As you know I’m a rule breaker bender, and this week’s topic was “Capture what it’s like to spend a day or a moment talking with your kiddo”….Instead I’m telling you what it’s like to worry that moment may never come again….In my rule bending defense, when you’re monsters are nonverbal sometimes you have to bend the rules to fit the topic…right? Either way, hope you enjoyed my ramblings, and I look forward to hearing your mom fears too…Come on now, I know I’m not alone!! 😉

I Don’t Get It?!? February 14, 2012

What don’t you understand? When I don’t understand something 3 things come to mind

1^st up – Google it

2^nd – Ask God when you get to heaven (This one works for all things I’m unsure of…)

And number 3 – This song pops into my head

But that never stops one from wondering…right? So a few things I don’t understand, some mildly entertaining, some super serious, and all just my two cents… (Most not going past the Google it stage of my list…) – Fell free to share yours too!

• Pajamas / sweats in public – TAKE SOME PRIDE PEOPLE!!
  

  At Least Spring For These

• Why as Americans we think it’s gross to get things like pigs eyeballs, bugs, fish heads, or cow tongues but we love to dig into a big slice of bacon like it’s nothing –  Aka  – pigs ass
• Peoples need to hang on – it’s okay to let go
• Uggs and shorts….I’ll give you that the boots are cute, but they are winter boots…wearing them with shorts, especially in winter just says Hey I’m really insecure and need you to look at my ass as I freeze to death..but don’t worry I have winter boots on so I’ll pretend to be warm
• Moms dressing their little girls like little hookers
• Iced Tea – drinking iced tea is as backwards to me as eating melty ice cream
• The misconception many people, cashiers at the grocery store in particular, have that ‘How are you?’ is a question and not a greeting. No one cares how you really are, a simple ‘No complaints’ is a great answer
• Karma, I’ve tried to believe in it, but it just doesn’t work for me…too many bad things happen to many undeserving people for it to be karma, IMO
• Miracle whip, American cheese, and margarine – They aren’t real….I don’t care what you say!
• Peoples (including my own from time to time) need to have the last word
• People who will only adopt babies, there are so many children out there who need a loving home, I honestly feel if someone’s so selfish that they only want a baby maybe they’re too selfish for a child
• Baths – you’re sitting in a tub of your own funk – grossness!
• Not closing the lid before flushing – butt particles flying everywhere!! I think I just threw up in my mouth a little on this one….Btw – Butt particles are real, and really gross, think about it….someone passes gas, you smell it….you are smelling something…That something you are smelling is butt particles, and their butt funk is actually, literally, in your nose.
• Selfish parents – It’s not about us anymore, it’s about the children…all your wants get (and rightfully so) pushed to the back burner for at least the next 18 years
• How no one thinks that pumping massive amounts of oil out of the center of the earth will not result in some sort of repercussions
• Why ladies gripe about wearing make-up. I’d hate to be a guy, when I get a giant pimple I can pull out the spackle and paint and hide it, guys just have to tough it out…I think, as ladies, wer’re pretty lucky
• People who leave their barking dogs out all night….If they don’t want to hear them bark, what makes them think the whole neighborhood does?
  

  No Yapping Dogs Here

• Celebrities pushing their opinions on political candidates…don’t they know there are a lot of people out there who barely have the sense God gave a goose and will go along with whatever said celeb says…I’m looking at YOU Oprah, among others….
• Ladies wanting equal treatment but getting pissed over doors not being held for them, tabs not being picked up for them, etc
• Saying I Can’t….to quote my great grandmother – ‘Can’t never could do nothing’ or basically, get off your rear and get to it…you’ll get it done…whatever it is
• Worrying about things you can’t do anything about
• Parents blaming autism….all autism means is that as parents we need to find new / better / more creative ways to get through to our cuties
• Parents letting their kids hit them….I don’t care who it is…my child, random person, anyone, you put your hands on me, it’ll be the first and last time, end of story. (and no I’m not saying anything about spanking, spatting, hitting, anything physical in any way)
• Why blame McD’s for childhood obesity, why not blame the parent who buys the McD’s?
• What in the world would make anyone think it’s a good idea to drop the space station into the ocean

I’m sure I could go on and on….but before I bore you to tears….I’ll close with one final thought….

• Why the pot is always so quick to call the kettle black

So….What don’t you understand??

30,000 Mornings February 6, 2012

Take more time to just enjoy life…­Useless Fact – On average, a person will wake up to 30,000* mornings. What number are you on? (Just multiply your age – in years – by 365 and you have a rough estimate of what day you’re on) I have to say 30,000 aren’t all that many, I want to take full advantage of every one of them!

*Average life expectancy in the US is on average 77 years old, average number of mornings ranges from 25,000 – 30,000 mornings (68 years – 82 years).

High School Me February 2, 2012

What was I like in high school…do we really want to go there? Hmmm…

Well since you asked…and by you I mean

Yup, it’s time for her weekly link up again, AND I’t s Thursday – time for another Thursday Throwback, so this week I try, without totally mortifying myself, to tell you about the me that was 10 years ago.

Let’s kick things off with a couple of pics…most of my pictures from my school days are stashed away at my parents, hopefully to stay that way, these are a couple I stole from my moms Facebook to give you a glimpse of high school me

While a pics worth 1000 words I still have lots of words so here we go-

• I was a chatterbox
• I was ridiculously shy –Not as weird of a combo as it sounds…once you get to know me I never shut up, it just takes me a while to open up to new situations & people
• I had learned what a flat iron was so at least I didn’t look like the fuzzy end of a qtip like in my jr high days
• I wasn’t cool by any means but I’d say it’s safe to say I wasn’t a total dork either
• I died my hair purple, then blond, then redish-orange…hell 1/2 the time it looked like a skittle threw up on my head
• I was naive yet thought I knew it all and thought I was invincible – Okay this one’s ALL teenagers…oh and speaking of all teenagers, like the rest of them, I knew it all at 14, 15 , 16, 17, 18
• I very uninvolved in most anything school / extracurricular related
• Unathletic – I was such a slacker I signed up for aerobics and dance classes over sports and P.E. classes to avoid actual physical activity
• Had a complete lack of school spirit
• Average grades….not because it was the best I could do but because I was okay with that
• Sheltered from a lot of ‘typical’ teenage shenanagins..I saved most of my shenanaginizing for a few more years

• I was cool with everyone but as for true friends I always kept only 1 or 2 close friends at time
• Worked from the time I turned 15 until I got pregnant in my college days
• Shoppaholic

That’s about it…I was more or less just there in high school…and I was cool with that. Looking back it’s funny how some things never change…I’m still a shy, shopaholic, chatterbox who stays close with only a few people…and I’m cool with that. I guess that’s the biggest difference (besides getting more beautiful and wise with age) between 27 year old me and high school me is a lot more self confidence, I’m a lot better at rolling with the punches, oh and I have a little more common sense (at least I’d like to think so), but other than that I’m still just me – I guess it’s true, we are who are 🙂
So…Who were you in high school? Was it High School Hell, a blast and a half, did you skim by like me…tell me more!! (Oh and don’t forget to link up when you do:) )