I started back running.  My Dad kept asking me questions about how I do it (intervals) and the apps I use (C25K, RunKeeper). Eventually, he downloaded his own apps and now goes with me.  He doesn’t run but he power walks faster than I “run”.  We did a 5k the other weekend together (along with my sister) and he came in first place in his age group. (Full disclosure – he was the only one in his age group. We actually were the last three to cross the finish line so it was quite hilarious)

It is hard to get back out there with the newborn.  The weather has turned really cold so on days I would normally run but my parents aren’t available (my Mom has been keeping LittleP while my Dad and I go out) I haven’t been going solo.  Like Tuesday, and today – the two days I would have run this week.  So I haven’t run since last week and it is going to really suck tomorrow.

Thankfully, I don’t have to start really training until January so all of the effort I put in now is just prep work.


The family is fantastic.

K is doing so well in Kindergarten, it surprises me how much they have learned already this year. She is reading and writing.

Moose has just made a big leap from baby to little boy. He is extremely opinionated and becoming helpful. Adores both of his sisters.

LittleP is happy and wonderful. She has been sleeping for large chunks of time at night. The other two never slept this well so early. It seems to good to be true! I can’t believe she will be four months soon!

My uncle and grandmother are coming for Thanksgiving and I am beyond excited.  I know the family back home is not happy that we are stealing her away but I really don’t care.  They show up, eat, and leave – taking an extra plate with them.  Meanwhile she has cooked for two days and is left with a filthy kitchen and alone.  They have other family obligations, and I get it, but I hate it for my grandmother.


I’m looking forward to the holidays.  I have most of the gifts bought.  BigP is always the most difficult.

K is looking forward to going out and buying gifts for people this year, she has been putting thought into it.  It cracks me up hearing what she thinks people need/want.  I love wrapping gifts with her.  Too bad she can’t help me with ALL of them.



That is how many days until my next half marathon.  I know I said I was going to start running in the spring – and that would be the easiest plan.  But this morning I signed up for a half marathon in April.

It is the same one I ran this year.  This may seem really silly but this year was the first year of this race, I would really like to say 30 years from now that I’ve completed this race every year since it began.  Wouldn’t that be awesome?!

Also, now I have a reason – motivation that I paid for – to get out and run.  I need motivation.  I KNOW I will feel better when I run but it is hard sometimes to get out that door.

It will be hard because BigP is getting ready to go back on rotating shift work, so I can’t do the same training plan I did last time.  I will have to do long runs on different days, different time, etc.  This year I did my long runs early on Saturdays – before the sun came up.  This year I may do them mid-day or night.  I may have to ask relatives to keep the kids. I may have to pump so LittleP will have milk – we will have to get her used to a bottle (by the time I’m doing really long runs she will be over six months so maybe we skip straight to a sippy cup?).  I may have to push one or two of the kids in a stroller.

Whatever it takes, right?

192 days seems like a long time.  But I haven’t run since April 26th.  I’ve gained weight since then.

The good news is that I’m not pregnant (and do not plan on being) so training and the race should theoretically be much easier this time.  That’s something.

Time to wipe the dust off of my scale and log into MyFitnessPal app, put on my big girl panties and lace up the running shoes.

September 2014

Inspired by Mel’s Microblog proposition, I thought I better update before jumping in for brief blog posts.

There are now five humans in my household:

BigP- currently away celebrating his 40th with his friends at an NFL game
K- she will be six on Saturday, started Kindergarten this year and loves it
Moose- he is two, acts two
LittleP-  she is two months old and wonderful

Still three dogs.  Addition of three fish since my last post.  Currently, two goldfish and one molly.  They live in a small tank on K’s dresser.

Moose is no longer in therapy.  The funding ran out and we can’t afford $600 a week in therapy.  Yes, we have insurance.  Yes, we have researched options. If we felt it was imperative for him to be in therapy there would be no limit to what we would do but he is doing well.  Per his therapists, his lack of completing goals recently had nothing to do with ability and everything to do with attitude.

LittleP was born in July. At some point I need to write about her birth.  She completed the half marathon along with me.  I was 26 weeks pregnant.  I still can’t believe I completed 13.1 miles and enjoyed it.  I am looking forward to getting back to running and starting C25K over again.  Just not sure when that will be yet.  Maybe the spring.  The goal is to run at Disney in 2016,

Also, my parents moved here finally.  I love having them here and seeing my kids build such a close relationship with them.

Life is good.

February 2014

A’dell reminded me yesterday that I haven’t posted (or tweeted) in forever…

Better do this by bullets:

  • Everyone has been sick, sick, sick.  One at a time mostly.  Since November.  Today, I think everyone is well.  Finally.  Maybe? Fingers crossed.
  • I am 15 weeks pregnant today.  No, we didn’t have assistance.  No, we didn’t plan this.  Yes, we are freaking ecstatic.
  • Moose is still doing OT twice a week.  He is also in speech now twice a week.  He is really starting to pick up words (when he wants to).  I think he is cutting his molars because he has been MOODY but he won’t let me feel back there to find out if that is what is going on.
  • Katherine is still doing martial arts twice a week and dance one day a week.
  • Both are in preschool three days a week which is great for all of us.  They love it, I love it, we love to see each other at pick up.
  • We need a bigger house now.  Not in the budget though because BigP finally got a car this past summer…
  • Before I found out about the baby, I signed up for a half marathon.  I am still training for it and as of right now my doctor loves that I’m running still.  I use the term “running” very loosely.  If he says I can’t continue at some point, then I won’t.  But I really like having this goal to keep me on track.
  • Katherine is currently thoroughly disgusted with me.  She went to my doctor appointment on Tuesday and I thought I had prepared her for everything.  I had not.  She is disgusted that not only did I pee in a cup but I gave it to someone!!  She will never look at me the same again.
  • Katherine got to see the baby on an ultrasound at the appointment so she is very excited.  She is desperately praying for a sister.  She loves her brother but really wants a girl this time.  
  • My parents are moving here this year.  My Dad is retiring.  I’m so excited that they will be here instead of 14 hours away.  They bought a house and it is finally starting to feel real that they will be here!  Now I just have to convince my Grandmother to move…
  • Everyday something happens that I want to blog about so I can record it for myself so I am going to try to get better about posting for myself.

Neurologist Appt

The appointment went well.  BigP and I went into the appointment with the hopes that one of three things would happen:  1- keep doing what we are doing (OT),  2- he would send us to another specialist,  3- he would run a different test.  Fortunately, the doctor picked option 1.  We keep doing what we are doing.

Unfortunately, with our diagnosis of damage to the brachial plexus (nerves running through the neck) there is nothing that can be done.  Either the nerves will repair somewhat over time or they won’t.  Therapy may help as the healing happens but there is no guarantee.

The test to confirm this diagnosis is very invasive and none of us wanted to put Moose through it.  It is the exact thing that the therapist had expected was wrong.

The good news is that it isn’t extreme. Moose can walk and use his arm and hand.  It may not be EXACTLY like everyone else but he does a good job.  Unless you see him running around and playing, you may not even notice it.

We see his pediatrician later this month, and he will keep an eye on it .


When I was going through fertility treatments I kept thinking how happy I would be when I wasn’t always waiting on something.  I am now reminded how much waiting sucks.

Our appointment with the Neuro isn’t until the 13th of August.  I finally called and spoke to the neurologist on call one weekend.  She was upset that the nurse here had been so vague with me.  She went over the MRI images and radiologist’s notes with me over the phone.

The bleed is old, and tiny.  Their MRI machine is so sensitive that it picks up even the smallest amount of blood that hasn’t reabsorbed.  It can take years to absorb some times, so it isn’t a worry.  Since the bleed was on the left side of the body it isn’t the cause of his issues on his left side (the left side of the brain controls the right side of the body…)

I am keeping my appointment on the 13th even though they may not be able to tell me much.  I don’t know how old the bleed is (not sure if they will know), not that it matters but I am curious.  Was it during gestation, during birth, since he was born?

My hope is that maybe the neurologist can steer me in the direction I need to be in to get answers.  A different specialist?  A different test?

In the meantime we are still doing OT twice a week.

We are staying busy.  K is in a summer program at her preschool two days a week.  We have a music class one morning.  K has martial arts twice a week.  OT twice a week. Church activities.

August 20th starts the fall program at the preschool and both kids are enrolled.  I am excited to get some “me” time but I am also sad about dropping both kids off for such a long period of time three days a week.

Maybe then I can post more often…


I had almost decided to close up shop, I never get over to my computer to blog any more.  I’m too busy living life right now.  Which is good because it means I’m present in the moment.  It also is bad because next month I won’t remember what we were doing this month.

On June 24th (one week ago) Moose had an MRI.  He had his last bottle at 4 am and could have water and apple juice until 11am.  Between 9-11 am he could only have a total of eight ounces.  After 11, nada – zilch – nothing.  My boy likes to eat.  I knew this would be a major issue.


As you can see, he handled it much better than expected.  Although they didn’t take him back for the MRI until almost 4 pm.

I really felt God all day.  He took care of things.  I was anxious about giving Moose the gas and it turned out I didn’t have to.  He wouldn’t take it from me so I left the room while he was still smiling.

The procedure went really well.

The recovery rooms filled up before he was out so they decided to move him upstairs to another recovery room.  I was sent on up to the waiting room to wait for him.  They told me how to get there but not the name of the waiting room.  Turns out I was being sent to the waiting room for parents whose children are in surgery having amputations.  If that isn’t God giving me perspective on a silver platter, I don’t know what is.

Moose was sick in the car on the way home.  Then had diarrhea for days while the anesthesia worked out of his system.  Now he is cutting another tooth so it has been a rough week.  Not much sleep.

Thursday we found out that Moose has a bleed on the left side of his brain and we are being sent to a neurologist at Children’s Hospital here in Little Rock (where he had the MRI).  So, we wait.  And we snuggle.

And we don’t care that he isn’t sleeping much, I’ve held him.  I’ve been reminding myself to be thankful.  We have many, many things to be thankful for.  We have also cried.  Moose can’t tell us if he is pain or it is just his tooth.  Is in an old injury?  If so, how?  Is it new? Does it hurt? We have many questions. Primarily what will the course of action, if any, be?

Anyways, we can use good thoughts, vibes, prayers, etc.  So, if anyone is reading this and can send any our way, we are grateful. Thank you.


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