It's taken me a little while to write this post. It's personal and was hard to write, but I felt like I needed to. This is a long post, and it's mostly just for me, but I feel the need to share my testimony of miracles. I was going to on Fast Sunday, but we were in Nathan's brother's ward for his baby's blessing and I have a hard enough time standing in front of people I know. So, I'm going to share it on my blog.
Last Tuesday, my testimony of miracles was strengthened. I know that Heavenly Father can do anything and he has the ability to heal, but I felt it very personally. I was down in my living room and heard a thump from upstairs. Owen and Zoey are known to fight and sometimes I just have to let them work it out. I listened for a minute and didn't hear any crying, so I continued on with what I was doing. About a minute later, I hear a panicked Owen calling me, telling me that Zona had fallen off her bed (the top bunk). I still wasn't super concerned. How many times had I fallen off my bed? One of my sisters had even landed on a rocking chair and still not been hurt very bad. I was all ready to comfort, kiss hurts, and continue on with the day. I saw her coming out of the bedroom. See? Walking and fine. She was crying, pretty hard, but she is known to be dramatic. So, I picked her up and carried her downstairs to sit on the couch. I was trying to get her to calm down and she wouldn't (couldn't?). She said that it hurt to breathe. I was sure it was because she wouldn't calm down. Owen mentioned something about her trying to climb up in the net they keep their stuffed animals in. When I asked Zona, she said she was trying to sit in it. I later saw that she had pulled one of the screws out of the wall and the stuffed animals were all over the floor. After talking to her, I started reading her a book to try and get her mind off of what happened and to try and get her to calm down. After a few pages, there was a picture. She said she couldn't see the picture. I was sure it was because she had been crying and had tears in her eyes. I kept reading to her.
A few minutes later, Nathan came home. The kids were eager to tell Nathan what had happened. He took her from me and decided to assess her. He got out his EMT bag and took her vitals. Then he went up in the bedroom and shut the door. Jo was getting ready to go to with a neighbor and I was trying to do other things, so I let Nathan take care of her. I got Jo out the door and went upstairs. Nathan asked me if I knew she couldn't see. I mentioned what happened with the book. Then we started asking her who people were in the room. She named Nathan and me, but squinted as she looked at Owen. She couldn't tell who he was. Nathan scooped her up and told me he was taking her to Community Care. As he was putting her in the car, he handed her her ducky. She couldn't tell what it was.
Owen and I were concerned and came inside to say a prayer. I then called our parents and siblings to let them know what was going on and to ask them to pray for Zona. I also posted on facebook to keep people updated on what was going on. My mom and Nathan's mom called Zoey's name into the temple prayer rolls.
Nathan called on the way to the doctor to tell me that Zoey was having a hard time staying conscious and he was taking her straight to the emergency room. He later told me that he kept doing sternal rubs on her to try and keep her awake. She would be holding ducky and ask where ducky was. As he turned on to the street the hospital was, he looked over and Zoey's face was drooping and her had was twitching and at an unusual angle. He said it reminded him of someone with cerebral palsy. He was VERY concerned. When they got to the hospital, he said they didn't have to wait at all in the emergency room. Once they got back in a room, Zoey started throwing up. The staff told him to let her go to sleep to see if it would calm her down. Every time she woke up, he would try to assess her so he could give information to the doctor when he came. One time, he asked who she was, and she answered, "Zona." Then he asked who he was, and she looked at him for a minute and said, "Someone." She wasn't sure who Nathan was.
The doctor told Nathan that he wanted to do a CT scan and see what was going on. About that time, Nathan gave Zona a blessing. Zoey started to come out of it and wasn't excited about doing the scan, but Nathan says she did a great job and did everything they told her to do.
When the results came back, the doctor said that there was no sign of trauma, no fracture, or anything to be concerned about. He said that she could do anything she felt like. He said she would probably have a headache for a while, even up to a few weeks, and might be nauseous the next day. She stayed home from school on Wednesday, but was SO excited to go back to school the next day. It was the first thing she said when she woke up. I gave her ibuprofen for a few days, but she only complained about her head a few times and her neck once or twice. She threw up on the way home, and that was the last time.
She was a little more cautious for a few days, but not anymore. We can also see little things that are a different. She takes a little longer to figure out things that used to come so quickly. And she seems a little disoriented some times. She has told us the same story over again a few times. But after seeing what happened in just a few short hours, we are very grateful to have our happy, fun little girl back.
I am so grateful that it was just a concussion. With all of the symptoms, it could have been so much worse. They could have had to do more drastic measures to relieve pressure on her brain. I'm so grateful that the doctors didn't see anything to concern them. I'm grateful that she is healing and healthy. I really do feel like we had a miracle in our family.
I'm also grateful that if this had to happen, it happened when we were still covered by Nathan's old job's insurance and before the month started when we would be un-insured before his new job's insurance kicked in. I'm grateful that I didn't realize how bad it was until Nathan got home. Usually I'm the one that thinks of the worst thing it could be. I didn't this time. It didn't even cross my mind until after Nathan assessed her. I'm also grateful he came home soon after it happened. He is much more level-headed, plus he's an EMT. I'm grateful he was the one that took her in. He was able to decide to take her straight to the emergency room, talk to the doctor on a good level, and make good level-headed decisions. As much as I would have loved to be with her, I'm also grateful Nathan was able to focus on her, while I focused on our other kids (who were having a very hard time) and made sure they were okay and updated. I know I could have handled it before he got home, but I'm grateful I didn't have to. I'm also VERY grateful for where I live. I love the people that live around me. On Tuesday, I was having a hard time that I didn't live close to my family, but my friends and neighbors called, commented on facebook, and stopped me in my yard to see how we were doing. They were concerned and I felt very loved.
I'm not grateful for this situation, but I am grateful for the things I learned in just a few hours. I'm grateful my testimony was strengthened of miracles and of a Heavenly Father who loves us and is very aware of us. I'm grateful for friends, neighbors, and family who love and support. I'm grateful for a level-headed husband and a brave little girl. I'm grateful for a patient first grade teacher. And I'm grateful that I can appreciate her fun, bubbly, energetic personality more.
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
I have so many thoughts going on in my head right now. I'm hoping they make some sense when put down. I'm having such a hard time that kids have to grow up so fast. Yesterday, Owen had to bring a note home from school that he had written to a girl in his class. Apparently there was some altercation and he had gotten in trouble. He had reacted to something that the girl had done and ended up having to write a note of apology to her, that he had to bring home and have us sign. It sounds like the girl and another boy that was involved didn't get in trouble. Owen had a hard time with that. We talked about how he can't worry about what others do, and if they get in trouble for it. All he can do anything about is what he does and how he reacts to what others do. Definitely something that I think kids need to learn.
Here's my problem. The situation was something that teachers in my day wouldn't have even thought twice about. I remember having "arguments" about who's brother/sister was stronger and who could beat up who. I remember teasing each other and just basically being kids. Now there are so many rules about how you can touch other kids, how you can talk to other kids, what you can bring to school, etc. I think it's so hard to just let your kids be kids. They have songs like "Let Them Be Little" by Lonestar, but how can you really do that. Even if you let them be kids in your home, there are still so many rules put on them at school.
I do understand why they are needed. Last Friday, there was a threat at our high school. They ended up evacuating the whole high school (in 8 minutes!!) and looking for students with weapons and bombs. I know that things happen and there is a need for stricter rules now than when I was in school. I'm just having a hard time with it. I don't want to have to explain to my 8 year old how some kids say things that he said, and then act on them, or worse. I know that Owen wouldn't do anything, but his teacher doesn't know that. We had to talk about the bomb threat and how some kids don't know how to act appropriately, for whatever reason. We talked about how he has to think about his actions and make sure that they are appropriate and follow all of the rules.
I guess I think back to 9/11 and how things changed after that. How security got tighter at the airports and people were more cautious and wary. It's hard to have more rules, but I know that they are in place to make us safer. I know that's how the rules are in the schools, too. It's hard for me to see them have more rules and not be able to just be kids, but I know the rules are for their safety. I just think it's easier to understand when you're an adult, than when you are a kid.
I'm not sure if this even makes sense, I just had to get some thoughts down and out of my head.
On a brighter side, I went on my first run with my new shoes today. I was worried they wouldn't be broken in enough, but they felt great. It was so fun to get out early in the morning and get some exercise. I can tell I'm getting stronger and it feels good. I have hope that I'll be ready to run a 5k on the 4th of July.
1. I am grateful that my life is good. I am grateful that I have people in it that love me and that I can love. I am grateful that I have the health and ability to take care of things in my own life and also to help out others.
2. I am grateful that I am given the opportunity to see how my "gratitude blogs" help me find things to be grateful for, even when life isn't always fabulous. It really has helped a lot.
3. I am grateful that my sister got me on the program c25k. I love feeling like I'm getting stronger. I am liking exercising in the morning. It helps me feel like moving more throughout the day.
4. I am grateful for a mom who will let me call and cry/vent to her and still love me.
5. I am grateful that my kids enjoy riding their bikes to school. Owen is getting so much better on his bike, riding it at least twice a day.
Here's my problem. The situation was something that teachers in my day wouldn't have even thought twice about. I remember having "arguments" about who's brother/sister was stronger and who could beat up who. I remember teasing each other and just basically being kids. Now there are so many rules about how you can touch other kids, how you can talk to other kids, what you can bring to school, etc. I think it's so hard to just let your kids be kids. They have songs like "Let Them Be Little" by Lonestar, but how can you really do that. Even if you let them be kids in your home, there are still so many rules put on them at school.
I do understand why they are needed. Last Friday, there was a threat at our high school. They ended up evacuating the whole high school (in 8 minutes!!) and looking for students with weapons and bombs. I know that things happen and there is a need for stricter rules now than when I was in school. I'm just having a hard time with it. I don't want to have to explain to my 8 year old how some kids say things that he said, and then act on them, or worse. I know that Owen wouldn't do anything, but his teacher doesn't know that. We had to talk about the bomb threat and how some kids don't know how to act appropriately, for whatever reason. We talked about how he has to think about his actions and make sure that they are appropriate and follow all of the rules.
I guess I think back to 9/11 and how things changed after that. How security got tighter at the airports and people were more cautious and wary. It's hard to have more rules, but I know that they are in place to make us safer. I know that's how the rules are in the schools, too. It's hard for me to see them have more rules and not be able to just be kids, but I know the rules are for their safety. I just think it's easier to understand when you're an adult, than when you are a kid.
I'm not sure if this even makes sense, I just had to get some thoughts down and out of my head.
On a brighter side, I went on my first run with my new shoes today. I was worried they wouldn't be broken in enough, but they felt great. It was so fun to get out early in the morning and get some exercise. I can tell I'm getting stronger and it feels good. I have hope that I'll be ready to run a 5k on the 4th of July.
1. I am grateful that my life is good. I am grateful that I have people in it that love me and that I can love. I am grateful that I have the health and ability to take care of things in my own life and also to help out others.
2. I am grateful that I am given the opportunity to see how my "gratitude blogs" help me find things to be grateful for, even when life isn't always fabulous. It really has helped a lot.
3. I am grateful that my sister got me on the program c25k. I love feeling like I'm getting stronger. I am liking exercising in the morning. It helps me feel like moving more throughout the day.
4. I am grateful for a mom who will let me call and cry/vent to her and still love me.
5. I am grateful that my kids enjoy riding their bikes to school. Owen is getting so much better on his bike, riding it at least twice a day.
Monday, May 7, 2012
Tonight was the family fun run for our elementary school. As Owen pointed out, this wasn't just a fun run, it was a whole family fun night. We ran around the playground for a mile, ate a potato dinner, and socialized. Way fun!! Nathan brought the dogs and they ran with Owen, Jo and Nathan. Apparently Abbie kept Jo going (except Jo says she had to pull Abbie along at the end) and Jo finished quite a bit ahead of Nathan and Owen. Abbie was pretty tired, she came and laid down by me and put her head in my lap. She didn't move for quite a while. Zoey and I actually got to run first. We kept each other going. She thought she was going to die at the end, but she didn't. And once she got water, she was good to go. The kids all got a water bottle filled with goodies for finishing their mile.
I realized tonight that I am NOT ready to run a full mile. I'm happy to be where I'm at on the c25k program. Sometimes I feel like I could go a little more, but I feel like I'm getting stronger and I'm getting better at a steady pace. So, about c25k, today was day 2 of week2. I am feeling pretty good. I've realized that if I stretch out before and after my runs, I can tell I worked out, but I'm not dying. Last Tuesday, I did think I was going to die, though. I woke up and I didn't hurt as bad as I did the day before, but as the day went on, my pain got worse and worse. My hips felt like they were on fire and I could hardly walk by the end of the day. I wasn't sure how I was going to run the next day. I IM'd my sister and she told me that her pain was even worse on days that she did her long run. I didn't want to quit, but I had to do something different. I had stretched out and everything. Then, I got ready for bed. I took off my shoes and went to walk downstairs. My hip pain was gone. My stupid shoes were the culprit!! I had been wearing cheapy Target shoes to run in until I could get some better shoes. I had worn them all day. I decided that night that I needed to order new shoes.
I originally ordered them from Zappos.com because I heard they had a great return policy. I found out the next day that I can't wear the shoes outside before returning them. I wasn't sure how to test running shoes without running in them. I then found RoadRunnerSports.com. They have at least a 60 day return policy that you can run in your shoes and still return them. I ordered those the next day and the Zappos shoes will be going back (good thing they have a good return policy!!). The shoes from Road Runner were actually cheaper, too (same shoes). And I got them a day early (today!). So, I'm trying to break them in before my run on Wednesday. I wore them to the fun run tonight and they feel pretty good. A few spots that I was worried about are already loosening up.
And now for some awesomely amazing news. Owen learned to ride his bike today!!! This is a BIG deal!! He is 8 and a BIG kid. People ask me often if he is 12. He is wearing size 14 pants. I love having a big boy. The problem is, I can't find a bike that has training wheels for him. We got him an awesome motorcycle bike off craigslist that is pretty awesome. At the end of last month, the cub scouts had a pack meeting with a bike rodeo. Owen had to use a scooter. He had no idea how to ride a bike. The next day, he decided to try sitting on the bike and pushing off with his feet. Over the last two weeks, he has moved from that to actually riding his bike. He still needs a little confidence, but he can ride from one street to the next on our block. He's learning to turn corners. The best thing is that he knows he's awesome. He's SO proud (thanks in part to his grandma and her "Proud of You" song - Thanks, Mom!!). I'm so proud of him, too. I told him today that I've been looking forward to family bike rides. Zoey can ride a bike with training wheels. I'm seeing some bike riding in our future.
1. I am grateful that my family is patient with me. I'm glad that they aren't upset when I go riding my bike, or to a family fun run instead of cleaning my much neglected house.
2. I am grateful that we all went to the fun run tonight. It was SO fun to get out and socialize, plus get some exercise. And it's always nice to not have to cook dinner.
3. I am grateful that I got my new shoes today. I'm hoping they will help me run so fast. Or at least not kill my body while I'm running slow.
4. I am grateful that Owen was able to learn to ride his bike. I'm so stinkin' proud of that boy. And I'm so excited to ride bikes with my kids.
5. I am grateful that the weather was SO nice today. It was beautiful!! And I loved getting out and enjoying it.
I realized tonight that I am NOT ready to run a full mile. I'm happy to be where I'm at on the c25k program. Sometimes I feel like I could go a little more, but I feel like I'm getting stronger and I'm getting better at a steady pace. So, about c25k, today was day 2 of week2. I am feeling pretty good. I've realized that if I stretch out before and after my runs, I can tell I worked out, but I'm not dying. Last Tuesday, I did think I was going to die, though. I woke up and I didn't hurt as bad as I did the day before, but as the day went on, my pain got worse and worse. My hips felt like they were on fire and I could hardly walk by the end of the day. I wasn't sure how I was going to run the next day. I IM'd my sister and she told me that her pain was even worse on days that she did her long run. I didn't want to quit, but I had to do something different. I had stretched out and everything. Then, I got ready for bed. I took off my shoes and went to walk downstairs. My hip pain was gone. My stupid shoes were the culprit!! I had been wearing cheapy Target shoes to run in until I could get some better shoes. I had worn them all day. I decided that night that I needed to order new shoes.
I originally ordered them from Zappos.com because I heard they had a great return policy. I found out the next day that I can't wear the shoes outside before returning them. I wasn't sure how to test running shoes without running in them. I then found RoadRunnerSports.com. They have at least a 60 day return policy that you can run in your shoes and still return them. I ordered those the next day and the Zappos shoes will be going back (good thing they have a good return policy!!). The shoes from Road Runner were actually cheaper, too (same shoes). And I got them a day early (today!). So, I'm trying to break them in before my run on Wednesday. I wore them to the fun run tonight and they feel pretty good. A few spots that I was worried about are already loosening up.
And now for some awesomely amazing news. Owen learned to ride his bike today!!! This is a BIG deal!! He is 8 and a BIG kid. People ask me often if he is 12. He is wearing size 14 pants. I love having a big boy. The problem is, I can't find a bike that has training wheels for him. We got him an awesome motorcycle bike off craigslist that is pretty awesome. At the end of last month, the cub scouts had a pack meeting with a bike rodeo. Owen had to use a scooter. He had no idea how to ride a bike. The next day, he decided to try sitting on the bike and pushing off with his feet. Over the last two weeks, he has moved from that to actually riding his bike. He still needs a little confidence, but he can ride from one street to the next on our block. He's learning to turn corners. The best thing is that he knows he's awesome. He's SO proud (thanks in part to his grandma and her "Proud of You" song - Thanks, Mom!!). I'm so proud of him, too. I told him today that I've been looking forward to family bike rides. Zoey can ride a bike with training wheels. I'm seeing some bike riding in our future.
1. I am grateful that my family is patient with me. I'm glad that they aren't upset when I go riding my bike, or to a family fun run instead of cleaning my much neglected house.
2. I am grateful that we all went to the fun run tonight. It was SO fun to get out and socialize, plus get some exercise. And it's always nice to not have to cook dinner.
3. I am grateful that I got my new shoes today. I'm hoping they will help me run so fast. Or at least not kill my body while I'm running slow.
4. I am grateful that Owen was able to learn to ride his bike. I'm so stinkin' proud of that boy. And I'm so excited to ride bikes with my kids.
5. I am grateful that the weather was SO nice today. It was beautiful!! And I loved getting out and enjoying it.
Monday, April 30, 2012
Wow!! I'm really not doing so well at this. I will try to do better.
So, our town has an awesome 4th of July celebration complete with a 5k that I have never participated in. Last Friday, my sister called me to tell me that if I was going to run the 5k with her, I needed to start training by this Wednesday. We had talked about me doing it, but I was pretty scared to try it. I have never seriously run before. I had to run in P.E. in middle school and I always failed the tests. In high school, someone told me that I looked stupid running and it looked completely un-natural (I'm sure a big part of that was due to the rods in my back making it so I couldn't bend it). I decided then that I would never be a runner. But part of me really wanted to do it. So, I told my sister that I would start it today so I could do my weeks Monday, Wednesday, and Friday instead of having to switch on Wednesdays. I was pretty sure I was going to die on the first day. Especially because my legs were already hurting from weeding my raspberries for 8 hours on Saturday. But, I enlisted the support of some friends up here, found a podcast I could run to, and went to sleep "early" last night.
My friends and I decided to "run" at 6:30 in the morning. All night I was worried about not waking up in time. I would startle awake, find out I had lots of time left, then struggle to go back to sleep. I finally woke up at 6:00 and laid there for 9 minutes. I finally just got up. I showed up at 6:30 and neither of my friends did. I found out later, one of them thought we were meeting at 6:00 and had already waited for us for 15 minutes in close to freezing temps and the other one's phone had died during the night and never went off (They both ran later today, I think). Nathan had talked to me about how, if I wanted to do this, I needed to commit to it. Even if everyone else dropped out. This morning was my test. I went anyway. The first week is: warm up for 5 minutes, then 8 times of running for 60 seconds/walking for 90 seconds, then a 5 minute cool down. Doesn't sound too hard, but for me it seemed a little overwhelming. So, when the first cue to start running sounded, I started running. I was sure it was going to be one of those times where a minute would seem like an hour. Like when you have to hold nasty tasting mouthwash in your mouth for a minute and accidentally swallow some and it burns your throat. I listened to the music and didn't even have time to worry about it before it was cue-ing me to walk. It did get harder towards the end, but I did it. I really ran. I was so proud of myself. As I look at the weeks ahead, I start panic-ing, but then I remember my cute 7 year old nephew was able to do it all and even ran his first 5k on Saturday with his mom, brother, and sister. I can totally do this, right?
Apparently, just running wasn't enough for me today. When I got back home, my kids wanted to walk to school. They have to cross a busy highway and I'm not way comfortable with them doing it by themselves, so I've been walking with them. So, we walked to school (about 1/2 mile) and Zoey and I walked home. Then, I had to go back to school to help Zoey's teacher. Zoey wanted to walk back to school, so we did, then back home. When it was time for Zoey to go to school, we were going to walk again, but her homework took longer then we thought, so I ended up driving her. But my friend and I decided to ride bikes this afternoon (I'm trying to keep my knees good by riding my bike). We rode in a wicked wind. It was a bigger workout than I was expecting. So, today was all about exercising.
1. Tonight I'm grateful that I was able to run. There were a lot of odds stacked against me: I was tired, I hurt before I even started, I have never been successful at running, etc. But I was still able to run. I was successful. And it felt great! I'm also grateful for the stretching video my sister showed me. It helped quite a bit.
2. I am grateful that I had the energy to exercise more. I'm grateful that I could still walk with my kids and ride with my friend. Hopefully I didn't overdo it.
3. I am grateful that our ward is so service oriented. I love that they are willing to help out at the last minute, even if it's different from what they had planned that night.
4. I am grateful for Advil.
5. I am grateful for friends that are willing to run with me and ride bikes with me. It's so much nicer to have someone to be accountable to and also someone who you can enjoy being with while you're exercising.
So, our town has an awesome 4th of July celebration complete with a 5k that I have never participated in. Last Friday, my sister called me to tell me that if I was going to run the 5k with her, I needed to start training by this Wednesday. We had talked about me doing it, but I was pretty scared to try it. I have never seriously run before. I had to run in P.E. in middle school and I always failed the tests. In high school, someone told me that I looked stupid running and it looked completely un-natural (I'm sure a big part of that was due to the rods in my back making it so I couldn't bend it). I decided then that I would never be a runner. But part of me really wanted to do it. So, I told my sister that I would start it today so I could do my weeks Monday, Wednesday, and Friday instead of having to switch on Wednesdays. I was pretty sure I was going to die on the first day. Especially because my legs were already hurting from weeding my raspberries for 8 hours on Saturday. But, I enlisted the support of some friends up here, found a podcast I could run to, and went to sleep "early" last night.
My friends and I decided to "run" at 6:30 in the morning. All night I was worried about not waking up in time. I would startle awake, find out I had lots of time left, then struggle to go back to sleep. I finally woke up at 6:00 and laid there for 9 minutes. I finally just got up. I showed up at 6:30 and neither of my friends did. I found out later, one of them thought we were meeting at 6:00 and had already waited for us for 15 minutes in close to freezing temps and the other one's phone had died during the night and never went off (They both ran later today, I think). Nathan had talked to me about how, if I wanted to do this, I needed to commit to it. Even if everyone else dropped out. This morning was my test. I went anyway. The first week is: warm up for 5 minutes, then 8 times of running for 60 seconds/walking for 90 seconds, then a 5 minute cool down. Doesn't sound too hard, but for me it seemed a little overwhelming. So, when the first cue to start running sounded, I started running. I was sure it was going to be one of those times where a minute would seem like an hour. Like when you have to hold nasty tasting mouthwash in your mouth for a minute and accidentally swallow some and it burns your throat. I listened to the music and didn't even have time to worry about it before it was cue-ing me to walk. It did get harder towards the end, but I did it. I really ran. I was so proud of myself. As I look at the weeks ahead, I start panic-ing, but then I remember my cute 7 year old nephew was able to do it all and even ran his first 5k on Saturday with his mom, brother, and sister. I can totally do this, right?
Apparently, just running wasn't enough for me today. When I got back home, my kids wanted to walk to school. They have to cross a busy highway and I'm not way comfortable with them doing it by themselves, so I've been walking with them. So, we walked to school (about 1/2 mile) and Zoey and I walked home. Then, I had to go back to school to help Zoey's teacher. Zoey wanted to walk back to school, so we did, then back home. When it was time for Zoey to go to school, we were going to walk again, but her homework took longer then we thought, so I ended up driving her. But my friend and I decided to ride bikes this afternoon (I'm trying to keep my knees good by riding my bike). We rode in a wicked wind. It was a bigger workout than I was expecting. So, today was all about exercising.
1. Tonight I'm grateful that I was able to run. There were a lot of odds stacked against me: I was tired, I hurt before I even started, I have never been successful at running, etc. But I was still able to run. I was successful. And it felt great! I'm also grateful for the stretching video my sister showed me. It helped quite a bit.
2. I am grateful that I had the energy to exercise more. I'm grateful that I could still walk with my kids and ride with my friend. Hopefully I didn't overdo it.
3. I am grateful that our ward is so service oriented. I love that they are willing to help out at the last minute, even if it's different from what they had planned that night.
4. I am grateful for Advil.
5. I am grateful for friends that are willing to run with me and ride bikes with me. It's so much nicer to have someone to be accountable to and also someone who you can enjoy being with while you're exercising.
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
1. I am grateful that I was finally able to go to bookclub tonight. I've missed getting together and talking about good books.
2. I am grateful that "Art Mom" went well today in Josie's class. I didn't get any paint on my clothes this time and most of the kids seemed to understand how to do the project and have fun doing it. I'm also grateful that it was the last one. I love helping out at school, but the next few weeks are going to be crazy getting ready for school to get out.
3. I am grateful that I rode my bike to school. I got to walk/ride home with one of the kids in the neighborhood and we had a great talk.
4. I am grateful for spring. Even though it means that there is a lot of work to do, I love the weather. I'm excited that it's warm and I can ride a bike, be outside, and have my windows open. I love sandals and not having to wear 3 layers. I love that it also inspires me to get healthier because I can't hide under 3 layers. It's also easier to get healthy because there's so many fun ways to exercise when it's warm outside.
5. I am grateful that my kids enjoy learning and going to school. I love that they're all excited to do different 4H/clover bud projects this year. I love seeing them light up.
2. I am grateful that "Art Mom" went well today in Josie's class. I didn't get any paint on my clothes this time and most of the kids seemed to understand how to do the project and have fun doing it. I'm also grateful that it was the last one. I love helping out at school, but the next few weeks are going to be crazy getting ready for school to get out.
3. I am grateful that I rode my bike to school. I got to walk/ride home with one of the kids in the neighborhood and we had a great talk.
4. I am grateful for spring. Even though it means that there is a lot of work to do, I love the weather. I'm excited that it's warm and I can ride a bike, be outside, and have my windows open. I love sandals and not having to wear 3 layers. I love that it also inspires me to get healthier because I can't hide under 3 layers. It's also easier to get healthy because there's so many fun ways to exercise when it's warm outside.
5. I am grateful that my kids enjoy learning and going to school. I love that they're all excited to do different 4H/clover bud projects this year. I love seeing them light up.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Today was a hard day, but a good day. I have a lot to be grateful for.
1. I am grateful that Nathan asked me to come out and help him measure and cut his stringers for his stairs. I enjoyed being with him and we were able to have a good talk.
2. I am grateful that the dirt bike accident I happened upon wasn't worse than it was. But I'm also grateful that I was able to see that I can handle blood, larger amounts of blood than happen with just a few scrapes (people who grew up with me will know this is HUGE!!). I'm not ready to be an EMT, but I know I could handle more than I thought I could. I'm grateful to know that I don't lose my head when something happens.
3. I am grateful that I have a husband that will tell me when it's time to get over something and admit that things will never be perfect and to make sure my priorities are in line. It was a very timely discussion. I'm grateful that we had it last night before I found out that my new floor is having problems. I was able to tell Matt that we'll just move on for now and maybe later we'll fix it. At least this one doesn't seem to be flaking off like the other one.
4. I am grateful for my new purse. It's awesome!! Thanks, Nae!! It makes me smile, plus it makes me feel so organized. I even realized that a small soda bottle (the little Sprite bottles I got in Utah when Owen got sick) filled with water fits great in the big pocket along with everything else I need to put in there. I love it!!
5. I am grateful again for a good bike ride. I am also grateful for a good friend that will go on shorter bike rides with me until I am feeling up to going on a longer one. It feels great to get out and be active. I'm grateful that the weather held out until after our ride. I'm also grateful that Nathan took the time to go through my bike with me last night and oil, tighten, and pump everything up that needed it.
1. I am grateful that Nathan asked me to come out and help him measure and cut his stringers for his stairs. I enjoyed being with him and we were able to have a good talk.
2. I am grateful that the dirt bike accident I happened upon wasn't worse than it was. But I'm also grateful that I was able to see that I can handle blood, larger amounts of blood than happen with just a few scrapes (people who grew up with me will know this is HUGE!!). I'm not ready to be an EMT, but I know I could handle more than I thought I could. I'm grateful to know that I don't lose my head when something happens.
3. I am grateful that I have a husband that will tell me when it's time to get over something and admit that things will never be perfect and to make sure my priorities are in line. It was a very timely discussion. I'm grateful that we had it last night before I found out that my new floor is having problems. I was able to tell Matt that we'll just move on for now and maybe later we'll fix it. At least this one doesn't seem to be flaking off like the other one.
4. I am grateful for my new purse. It's awesome!! Thanks, Nae!! It makes me smile, plus it makes me feel so organized. I even realized that a small soda bottle (the little Sprite bottles I got in Utah when Owen got sick) filled with water fits great in the big pocket along with everything else I need to put in there. I love it!!
5. I am grateful again for a good bike ride. I am also grateful for a good friend that will go on shorter bike rides with me until I am feeling up to going on a longer one. It feels great to get out and be active. I'm grateful that the weather held out until after our ride. I'm also grateful that Nathan took the time to go through my bike with me last night and oil, tighten, and pump everything up that needed it.
Monday, April 23, 2012
So, apparently I'm not very good at doing my blog on the weekend. Oops!! It was a crazy weekend. Friday night we ended up having the missionaries stop by to correlate. On Saturday, Josie and Nathan went to help Gabby doctor horses. From what I understand, they helped give immunizations, put in ear tags, and brand. They both had lots of fun!! Josie came back with a tired, but big, smile on her face. Owen, Zona, and I stayed here and got some stuff done. Matt came and put one more coat of polyurethane on the floor, and it was a nice day, so we went outside. The kids played in the tree and in the shade and I weeded raspberries. Unfortunately, Nathan and Jo took the one good bottle of sunscreen, so I got burned pretty good.
That afternoon, Nathan worked a little on his new shop and I cleaned out the chicken coop (a nasty job, but it's SO nice to be done with it!!!). That evening, Jo and Nathan went to get Mel from the trainer. About a month ago, Nathan decided that Mel needed some good hours under a saddle and that he wasn't able to give those to him. He had a guy that comes in to his work sometimes who was willing to take him. Mel's been helping out on his ranch. Of course, when Nathan came back from picking up Mel, he had to try him out. He'd also gotten a new saddle since Mel's been gone and wanted to try it out as well. I guess Mel doesn't have good withers, and the girth strap on the saddle wasn't short enough, and Nathan ended up landing on the ground while Mel was loping. I think Nathan's planning on getting a new girth strap soon. But he did say that Mel is an awesome horse now. He's really excited to have him. His looks have always been flashy and he has a great personality (his form of spooking is to step to the side and stop), but now he has some good training to go with it. Nathan said he's not ready to put anyone up on him yet, but he'll get there.
Sunday was just a lazy day. We watched the old Parent Trap for our family movie. I LOVE that movie!!!! Nathan bought a VHS copy of it and about 10 other movies at an online auction. I was so excited to watch it. I'm afraid I ruined it for my kids. I kept laughing before anything happened. My kids thought it was hilarious. Just watching it brought back so many memories of watching it with my family. Especially my dad. LOVED it!!
Today was a catch up day (isn't that what Mondays are all about?). I cleaned the kitchen, picked up the house, dropped Zoey off at school, went on a bike ride, cleaned off the porch, and I was finally well enough to go to quilting (yay!!). Tonight, I cut the missionaries' hair out on the porch. My house still smells like Laffy Taffys and very powerful nail polish and I didn't have a place downstairs to cut their hair anyway. Elder Eudaley brought us some yummy treats made with Ritz crackers, peanut butter, and chocolate. We had them for FHE treats. Yummy!!
1. I am grateful for good weather. In spite of my sunburn, I'm grateful that I was able to get so much done outside. I still have a ton to do, my yard was horribly neglected last year, but I started.
2. I am grateful that the elders brought us some yummy treats. It made FHE so easy.
3. I am grateful that I was able to go on a bike ride with J'lene today. It was great to be outside and exercising and it's always fun to be with a friend.
4. I am grateful that my floor is done (I hope?). Now we just have to wait for it to cure before we can move everything downstairs.
5. I am grateful that my kids didn't have homework tonight, so they were able to play outside all afternoon. After dinner and bedtime is always so much better when they've had time to run around and play. I'm also grateful that Nathan took time to help Owen on his bike. I think he might actually learn how to ride it.
That afternoon, Nathan worked a little on his new shop and I cleaned out the chicken coop (a nasty job, but it's SO nice to be done with it!!!). That evening, Jo and Nathan went to get Mel from the trainer. About a month ago, Nathan decided that Mel needed some good hours under a saddle and that he wasn't able to give those to him. He had a guy that comes in to his work sometimes who was willing to take him. Mel's been helping out on his ranch. Of course, when Nathan came back from picking up Mel, he had to try him out. He'd also gotten a new saddle since Mel's been gone and wanted to try it out as well. I guess Mel doesn't have good withers, and the girth strap on the saddle wasn't short enough, and Nathan ended up landing on the ground while Mel was loping. I think Nathan's planning on getting a new girth strap soon. But he did say that Mel is an awesome horse now. He's really excited to have him. His looks have always been flashy and he has a great personality (his form of spooking is to step to the side and stop), but now he has some good training to go with it. Nathan said he's not ready to put anyone up on him yet, but he'll get there.
Sunday was just a lazy day. We watched the old Parent Trap for our family movie. I LOVE that movie!!!! Nathan bought a VHS copy of it and about 10 other movies at an online auction. I was so excited to watch it. I'm afraid I ruined it for my kids. I kept laughing before anything happened. My kids thought it was hilarious. Just watching it brought back so many memories of watching it with my family. Especially my dad. LOVED it!!
Today was a catch up day (isn't that what Mondays are all about?). I cleaned the kitchen, picked up the house, dropped Zoey off at school, went on a bike ride, cleaned off the porch, and I was finally well enough to go to quilting (yay!!). Tonight, I cut the missionaries' hair out on the porch. My house still smells like Laffy Taffys and very powerful nail polish and I didn't have a place downstairs to cut their hair anyway. Elder Eudaley brought us some yummy treats made with Ritz crackers, peanut butter, and chocolate. We had them for FHE treats. Yummy!!
1. I am grateful for good weather. In spite of my sunburn, I'm grateful that I was able to get so much done outside. I still have a ton to do, my yard was horribly neglected last year, but I started.
2. I am grateful that the elders brought us some yummy treats. It made FHE so easy.
3. I am grateful that I was able to go on a bike ride with J'lene today. It was great to be outside and exercising and it's always fun to be with a friend.
4. I am grateful that my floor is done (I hope?). Now we just have to wait for it to cure before we can move everything downstairs.
5. I am grateful that my kids didn't have homework tonight, so they were able to play outside all afternoon. After dinner and bedtime is always so much better when they've had time to run around and play. I'm also grateful that Nathan took time to help Owen on his bike. I think he might actually learn how to ride it.
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