willandkadysmomma

Whoa, what a day!!!!

2009-03-18T12:06:00.001-05:00

What a great day to blow my top! LOL I got home last night around 12P b/c I had school until 11:30P. I got home and couldnt' seem to fall asleep until 1a. I got up 4x between 2:30A-4A because I wasn't feeling well and was sitting on the toilet (I know, TMI) but anyway... had to get up at 5:30A, shower, get myself and kiddos ready and was realtively early leaving the house. I went to go unlock the door and low and behold, the dead bolt wouldn't unlock!!! I was like, "Hmm.. ok it's been sticky before, but geez." I got some pliers and tried to turn it over and unlock it b/c it wouldn't budge, it BUSTED out of the door and the dead bolt was still in place. **grr** Ok, now I was getting really uspet, I'm tired, not feeling well and knowing that I have another long day / night ahead of me was iritating me. I called my husband 4x, no answer (he's in TN, if you didn't know by now) and I was getting really more so upset than before.... Finally had to just call it quits, txt hubby and said, "Call me now, we have a f***** problem." Yes, I was VERY upset. So I dragged myself and my 2 kiddos out the back door, thankfully it's a locking back door, through the gate, around the bushes on the side of the house to get to my car in the front of the house. Whew, what a trip that was to keep my kiddos from getting smacked all around by the bushes. LOL

When all was said and done, my hubby finally called, and I said "Ok, it's a bad morning when you can't open your front door and your forced to go through bushes." Wouldn't you know, he said, "OMG, the dead bolt is stuck." TADAAAA!!! Yes, it's stuck and it's still there and the actual turning piece you would use is off too w/ the screws. LOL He said, "I knew I should have fixed that." LOL Well, too late for that. So tonight I'm going to see if my Dad can get it at least out of the door and start using my front door again. We'll see... I'll have to update tomorrow as I get home too late to get online. LOL

Oh man... what a morning it was to start with... .thankfully, so far everything has gone smooth, we'll see as the day goes by! ;)

If you got this far, thanks for reading my story. LOL

**Thanking God I made it to work ok and the kids are safe & sound, it could be worse, I know**

Update....

2009-03-03T13:17:00.003-06:00

Wow, it's been WAY too long since I've updated this.

Well... about myself, I started my new lifestyle on January 01, 2009. I've lost 41 lbs to date and very excited about what's to come. :) I'm still going to school and making pretty good grades, can't comment yet on last nights' test seeing as how everyone, as I was told, did pretty poorly on the test. So we'll see Fri or Mon when it comes to a head about the grade I made. *biting nails* Aside that, I've done pretty well in my classes. I'm currently doing Med/Surg 1 & Pharmacology... the next test (Math in Pharm) is going to be my worst test yet, I'm terrible w/ math, but I'm going to work very hard on it to make the 90% we have to make in order to pass this!!!! :)

Hubby is doing great, he's working so many hours, bless his heart. Seems he can't get a break from the new owner, but I'm so blessed he's still got his job and were doing so well. :) In March, he's taking 1 week and will be going to TN. I'm iffy as I'm still having to work, care for kids and manage to go to school. Thankfully, that week, I have NO TESTS!!! :) Whew... Thank God. :) Other than that, he's doing well and he's lost weight and looks amazing! :) Although, I've thought that since day 1. :)

William, well, he's your pretty typical 3, almost 4 yr old lil boy, (He'll be 4 in June) and seems to have given himself the name "bully." :( I was very disappointed to hear that he's starting to hit other children, punch, write all over their papers, etc and it's lead to him being the one that no one wants to play with and, as a mom, that hurts me, so I'm working w/ him really hard to make some changes and not be that BULLY! :( Other than that, he's been pretty a-ok kiddo and loves his papa time every Friday. I love to watch them play blocks, it's so cute. :)

Kadence, lil miss Kadence is 13 mo and well on her way to independence. She will not tolerate too much before that precious lil attitude will come out and bite ya! ;) She's really funny. I have some videos on my phone when I was playing music and low and behold, I found she has the love of music just like mama! ;) She was shaking her booty and giggling everytime I played a song. It was the cutest thing. :) She's getting way too big too quick. She's been cruising the furniture as of late, so before long I'm sure we'll have our lil walker. For now, she can scoot across the floor w/ the best of us walkers. LOL She was recently taken to the dr for an ear infection, but she's doing 10x better, thanks to antibiotics. :)

Other than that, my friends, it's the same stuff everyday and I'm doing my best to eat right, workout, take care of my family, friends, home, school, etc and be the best person, friend, wife, in-law, etc that I can be. :)

I will hopefully be a little better aobut updating... I'll have to make 1 day just full of updates. :) See you around....

Fundamentals - 82.7

2008-10-02T10:23:00.003-05:00

I'm sooo relieved to find out my grade for the test we did last week. I feel I did a good job and the questions I missed, I apparently was reading too much into it. I tend to do that. Anyway, I'm so glad that I made that and hoping and praying I'll do better on my next A&P test on Monday. :)

We'll see.. I'll let you know. :D

Whole new meaning to "Prayer Warrior."

2008-09-25T13:41:00.000-05:00

A young missionary on furlough told this incredible story while visiting his home church in Michigan. "While serving at a small field hospital in Africa, every two weeks I traveled by bicycle through the jungle to a nearby city for supplies. This was a journey of two days and required camping overnight at the halfway point. On one of these journeys, I arrived in the city where I planned to collect money from a bank, purchase medicine and supplies, and then begin my two-day journey back to the field hospital.Upon arrival in the city, I observed two men fighting, one of whom had been seriously injured. I treated him for his injuries and at the same time talked to him about the Lord Jesus Christ. I then traveled two days, camping overnight, and arrived home without incident. Two weeks later, I repeated my journey.Upon arriving in the city once again, I was approached by the young man I had treated. He told me that he had known that I carried money and medicines. He said, "Some friends and I followed you into the jungle, knowing you would camp overnight. We planned to kill you and take your money and drugs. But just as we were about to move into your camp, we saw that you were surrounded by twenty-six armed guards." At this, I laughed and said that I was certainly all alone out in that jungle campsite. The young man pressed the point, however, and said, "No sir, I was not the only person to see the guards. My five friends also saw them, and we all counted them. It was because of those guards that we were afraid and left you alone.At this point in the sermon, one of the men in the congregation jumped to his feet and interrupted the missionary and asked if he could tell him the exact day this happened. The missionary told the congregation the date, and the man who interrupted told him this story: "On the night of your incident in Africa, it was morning here and I was preparing to go play golf. I was about to putt when I felt the urge to pray for you. In fact, the urging of the Lord was so strong, I called men in this church to meet with me here in the sanctuary to pray for you. Would all of those men who met with me on that day please stand up?" The men who had met together to pray that day stood up. The missionary wasn't concerned with who they were, he was too busy counting how many men he saw. There were twenty-six."

"Be a prayer warrior, not a prayer worrier. A prayer warrior walks in the authority of Jesus."

1.What is prayer?

Prayer is the simple act of "talking with God" and opening our minds to receive His point of view on a matter. Prayer is a hotline to God. Each time we pray, we won't receive a busy signal, and we can spend all the time we want talking to God. How can this be? Because God is never too busy to speak with us. He always welcomes our calls and we don't need to be concerned about any phone charges, because Jesus already paid our bill in full.Whenever God is our focus we are praying.More specifically, prayer is:~ Our S.O.S. signal to God in times of crisis. Prayer is one of the most important instruments in our spiritual survival arsenal as it stops the strategy of the enemy.~ The key that unlocks the miraculous.~ Where we become spiritually recharged.~ Talking to God with a trusting heart.~ Asking God for guidance.~ Listening for God's voice. Isn't listening one of the qualities we look for in others? This is the same in our relationship with God. He is looking for us to not only talk to Him, but care enough to spend time listening to him.Once a young man lost his job. As time went on, he grew desperate about his situation. He decided to ask for some wisdom from an old preacher he knew. As the young man poured out his heart to the preacher he angrily declared, "I've begged and begged God to say something to help me. Why doesn't God answer?" The old preacher, who was sitting across the room, spoke a reply so quiet the young man was unable to understand what he said. So, the young man stepped across the room. "What did you say?" he asked. The preacher repeated himself, again in a soft tone. So, the young man moved closer until he was leaning on the preacher's chair. "Sorry," he said. "I still didn't hear you." With their heads bent together, the old preacher spoke once more, "God sometimes whispers, so we will move closer to hear him."

"Prayer is the safe sanctuary where you can open your heart to God."

Praying when everything is going well is really great, but when pain and crisis hits prayer needs to be a "knee jerk" reaction. Talking with God about our problems and then giving our burdens to Him is a great benefit. Undoubtedly, there will be times when we are too emotionally overwhelmed to find the words to pray, this is when we can rely on the Holy Spirit to intercede on our behalf. Romans 8:26-27, "The Holy Spirit helps us in our distress. For we don't even know what we should pray for, nor how we should pray. But the Holy Spirit prays for us with groanings that cannot be expressed in words. And the Father who knows all hearts knows what the Spirit is saying, for the Spirit pleads for us believers in harmony with God's own will."

"God understands your prayers even when you can't find the words to say them."

2.Can I really hear God's voice?

Yes! God is constantly speaking to us, but His voice is rarely audible. Our challenge is to sharpen our spiritual ears to hear God's voice and to not write off what we hear as something we are imagining.During the first stages of learning to hear God's voice, a quiet environment is essential as it usually comes as a sweet whisper within our thoughts, as an insight as we study scripture, through our dreams, through spiritual visions, and through prophecy. Acts 2:17, "In the last days, God said, I will pour out My Spirit upon all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men will see visions,and your old men will dream dreams." Dreams are given to bring us guidance, understanding, and insight; to warn us of some impending danger, and to reveal to us a situation which is going undetected by our natural mind. Visions are pictures given for our clarification of a matter and to birth the Lord's plans through us on earth. Prophecy is not only about future events, but also encouraging words given to us to strengthen our faith, bring us comfort, and give us direction for our lives.God will also speak to us through our spouses, our Pastors, and other believers of proven integrity and spiritual maturity. A reason we may not be hearing the Lord is that our spiritual antennae is not up ready to receive the sound waves of His voice or we are distracted with ongoing auditory input through music, radio, TV, etc.

"It's hard to tune in on heaven's message, if your life is full of earthly static."

Fundamentals - Wed night

2008-09-25T13:19:00.002-05:00

Last night was my Fundamentals test. Boy, what a difference was felt in the halls, room and amungst us students after that test. We were all pleased that we did well and or at least passed. I was sure I did pretty well. :) So, needless to say, Wed night was MUCH better and I do love that class. The teacher makes it a lot of fun, especially for a night class. My favorite saying from her, "Woo hoo." It's catchy btw! ;)

I will not have the grade until next Wednesday, but I'm confident that I did well to the best of my ability and spent time reading all the chapters the night before and made some good mental notes.... so, whew, 1 test down and more to go! ;)

**still on bended knee**

54.7 - OUCH

2008-09-25T13:15:00.002-05:00

Ok, so I didn't think I would do well on my A&P test Monday night, but boy did I do terrible. Although, I do have to say it was all over the class. Anywhere from 10-70 was the average grade... I couldn't believe it and needless to say you have a bunch of ladies (majority of us ladies) were outside on the break after the test and very upset because everything he mentioned had NOTHING to do with what we were learning. Ugh! From what I was told last night from a gal that was sitting by him, he said "Well because y'all did so poorly, this could affect my job."

Umm, ok, well then maybe you shouldn't sit there and talk about stuff that has NOTHING to do w/ the test or chapters themselves and confuse everyone. It was utter BS!!! :( So, basically, time to get down to business, not worry about what he says and move on!!! I will SUCCEED! :)

**on bended knee**

Officially a STUDENT!!!

2008-09-09T14:19:00.003-05:00

Well last night was the first night of school.... boy was I NERVOUS! I was concerned it would be overwhelming the first night. Ok, so yes it was essentially, but overall it wasn't too bad and seems I have a lot of reading to do and make sure I know all the information well. The class was from 5:30-10:15P because the professor let us out about 15 minutes early. The professor I have for A&P (Anatomy & Physiology) is an upbeat guy and really made learning fun last night.

I must admit, in the beginning when I was "lost" as could be of what we would be doing, it seemed that 5:30-6P took 2 hours! But that is to be expected, right!? :)

So, all in all, the first night was pretty good and I learned quiet a bit. I'll be going Mon & Wed nights from 5:30-10:30 and then Saturday from 7a-8p! Yes, you read that right, 7a-8p! But I figure, I'll gain some knowledge, new friends and some people that I can relate with as were all working mom's going to school at night, we all have families that are just as important (if not more so) than our education. I'm looking forward to Wednesday night, it's fundamentals, I'm hoping to learn something good in there too! :)

I will write more later, for now, I have to get back to reading. I needed a "mini" break! :)

BTW - Our first test will be 9/22/08 on 6 chapters, whew, will you say a lil prayer for me!? :)

It's working

2008-09-09T14:15:00.002-05:00

Well, kids never cease to amaze when it comes to having something hysterical come out of their mouth. My friend told me the other day my son went to use the restroom. He was standing there, waiting to start peeing, when he was peeing and said "It's all working." LOL

Leave it to my lil man to make a comment like that! He cracks me up. :)

T-R-A-V-E-L

2008-08-26T21:48:00.001-05:00

FOR CLOSENESS: T-R-A-V-E-L

Inmate Mitchell King had a visitor -- his wife. King was serving a six-year jail term in Auckland, New Zealand for armed robbery. But his wife didn't want to be away from him for that long. So they held hands. And they stuck. She'd rubbed her palms with Super Glue. Their new-found closeness was short-lived. And their separation painful. Her technique is not one I'd recommend for a closer relationship. But if you want more closeness; if you desire relationships that are deeper and broader, more meaningful and longer-lasting, then remember the word "travel."

T is for TRUST. Trust is the glue that holds people together (not Super Glue). A relationship will go nowhere without it.

R is for RESPECT. "Do not save your loving speeches for your friends till they are dead; do not write them on their tombstones, speak them rather now instead," writes Anna Cummins. It's about respecting others and letting them know that you value them.

A is for AFFECTION. Sometimes affection means love. Sometimes it means a touch. Always it means kindness.

V is for VULNERABILITY. Though we may feel afraid to let another too close, no relationship will go anywhere without risking vulnerability. Entrepreneur Jim Rohn says, "The walls we build around us to keep out the sadness also keep out the joy." And the love.

E is for EMOTIONAL INTIMACY. Learn to be open. Learn to communicate freely. What kinds of relationships you make are largely determined by how openly you have learned to communicate.

L is for LAUGHTER. Victor Borge got it right when he said, "Laughter is the shortest distance between two people." It's also the most enjoyable.

For relationships that can really go somewhere, just remember the word "TRAVEL." Then enjoy the trip.

The pickle jar

2008-08-26T21:46:00.001-05:00

The pickle jar as far back as I can remember sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents' bedroom. When he got ready for bed, Dad would empty his pockets and toss his coins into the jar.
As a small boy I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they were dropped into the jar . They landed with a merry jingle when the jar was almost empty. Then the tones gradually muted to a dull thud as the jar was filled.
I used to squat on the floor in front of the jar and admire the copper and silver circles that glinted like a pirate's treasure when the sun poured through the bedroom window. When the jar was filled, Dad would sit at the kitchen table and roll the coins before taking them to the bank.
Taking the coins to the bank was always a big production .. Stacked neatly in a small cardboard box, the coins were placed between Dad and me on the seat of his old truck
Each and every time, as we drove to the bank, Dad would look at me hopefully. 'Those coins are going to keep you out of the textile mill, son. You're going to do better than me. This old mill town's not going to hold you back.'
Also, each and every time, as he slid the box of rolled coins across the counter at the bank toward the cashier, he would grin proudly 'These are for my son's college fund. He'll never work at the mill all his life like me.
We would always celebrate each deposit by stopping for an ice cream cone. I always got chocolate. Dad always got vanilla. When the clerk at the ice cream parlor handed Dad his change, he would show me the few coins nestled in his palm. 'When we get home, we'll start filling the jar again.' He always let me drop the first coins into the empty jar. As they rattled around with a brief, happy jingle, we grinned at each other. 'You'll get to college on pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters,' he said. 'But you'll get there; I'll see to that.'
The years passed, and I finished college and took a job in another town. Once, while visiting my parents, I used the phone in their bedroom, and noticed that the pickle jar was gone. It had served its purpose and had been removed.
A lump rose in my throat as I stared at the spot beside the dresser where the jar had always stood. My dad was a man of few words, and never lectured me on the values of determination, perseverance, and faith. The pickle jar had taught me all these virtues far more eloquently than the most flowery of words could have done. When I married, I told my wife Susan about the significant part the lowly pickle jar had played in my life as a boy. In my mind, it defined, more than anything else, how much my dad had loved me.
No matter how rough things got at home, Dad continued to doggedly drop his coins into the jar. Even the summer when Dad got laid off from the mill, and Mama had to serve dried beans several times a week, not a single dime was taken from the jar.
To the contrary, as Dad looked across the table at me, pouring ketchup over my beans to make them more palatable, he became more determined than ever to make a way out for me. 'When you finish college, Son,' he told me, his eyes glistening, 'You'll never have to eat beans again - unless you want to.'
The first Christmas after our daughter Jessica was born, we spent the holiday with my parents. After dinner, Mom and Dad sat next to each other on the sofa, taking turns cuddling their first grandchild. Jessica began to whimper softly, and Susan took her from Dad's arms. 'She probably needs to be changed,' she said, carrying the baby into my parents' bedroom to diaper her. When Susan came back into the living room, there was a strange mist in her eyes.
She handed Jessica back to Dad before taking my hand and leading me into the room. 'Look,' she said softly, her eyes directing me to a spot on the floor beside the dresser. To my amazement, there, as if it had never been removed, stood the old pickle jar, the bottom already covered with coins. I walked over to the pickle jar, dug down into my pocket, and pulled out a fistful of coins. With a gamut of emotions choking me, I dropped the coins into the jar. I looked up and saw that Dad, carrying Jessica, had slipped quietly into the room Our eyes locked, and I knew he was feeling the same emotions I felt. Neither one of us could speak.
This truly touched my heart. I know it has yours as well. Sometimes we are so busy adding up our troubles that we forget to count our blessings.
Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life, for better or for worse.
God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for Good in others.
The best and most beautiful things cannot be seen or touched - they must be felt with the heart ~ Helen Keller (this is sooooooooooooo true)
- Happy moments, praise God.
- Difficult moments, seek God.
- Quiet moments, worship God.
- Painful moments, trust God.
- Every moment, thank God.

Mom's surgery & cancer

2008-08-25T21:49:00.003-05:00

Well as most of you "might" know. My mom was diagnosed with cancer, breast cancer. She was pulled in quickly for the biopsy, surgery and now for the radiation and HOPEFULLY not the chemo, but we'll see how that goes.

As far as the surgery, she has done that and is not in as much pain as she would have thought. The dr came out to my step-dad and said "The lump was the size of the tip of a pen and we removed 1 lympnode, and were pretty sure it's not cancerous." Whew, relief. So were awaiting the results and hopefully tomorrow I will have some news on the chemo. :) I'm so thrilled for her that they were able to help her quickly and that God willing, she found this pretty early on and that made all the difference in the world.

I thank God for this and hopefully this will help other women that need to get checked... you can never imagine (well most part I didn't) that it could happen to someone you love and someone so close to your heart....

Thank you God for our "small" yet HUGE miracles! :)

Husband & Support

2008-08-21T12:23:00.002-05:00

Ok, so most of you by now know that I'm going back to school. I'm already anxious and have butterflies in my tummy at the thought of all this new and exciting things that are going to change the future for myself and my family. I love it.

Well last night I was on the phone with a friend and was telling her aobut my schedule, as far as I've seen online, b/c I've not had class yet and I don't really know all the particulars. Well anyway, I said the first semester was Mon, Wed & all day Saturday. Ok, not too bad. But then I was mentioning that the 2nd semester was Mon-Thur and all day Saturday. But I'm sure 2 days of those are for clinicals, they have to start sometime. But again, I don't know the particulars. I go to the bedroom to get Kady fixed up for bed and he comes in asking about what I was talking to her about. I explain I dont really know yet, but that could be a situation coming up. Well to my surprise, he says, "Well, guess there goes my working out plans."

WHAT!?

Ok, I'm getting upset now and I told him "Well I can just drop out if you like, by now means do I want to mess up your PERFECT schedule for my lil ol' school." *Mind you, I will NOT drop out for anyone.* I was just upset that he would say something like this. He txts me later (as this seems to be our norm when we get upset at each other) and says "Are you coming to bed?" I said I would in a bit. He asked if I was upset. I said "Yes, you seem to only worry about yourself and I'm trying to make sure that I can get this done and your just not very supportive."

Either way, it's got to be done, so hopefully things will workout. This is so frustrating to feel like I'm not going to have the support I'll need. :(

**shaking head**

Bye bye peanuts

2008-08-21T12:20:00.002-05:00

I love the imagination of a child. Seems they know more than we give them credit sometimes. My son has done very well with potty training, YAY William. Well the other day he told me he had to use the potty, I got him settled and said I would be right back. I was heading back and he said "Mommy, there are peanuts in the toilet." I was like "Umm... .what!?" Well you can imagine my surprise to hear this. I walk in and tell him "I"m sure it's not peanuts." He just giggles. Well I don't want to give "details" but you can imagine yourself... so now everytime he uses the potty he says "Bye bye Peanuts." LOL

I love his imagination and he just cracks me up to no end.

Busy Bee's!

2008-08-11T10:21:00.000-05:00

Well, I'm trying to keep everyone up to date w/ our hectic lives and crazy days. So, here we go. :) Other than the usual, really, it's pretty normal. I love my 2 kiddos and they do keep me busy, but their personalities are so different and I love it. :) Well, this is it for now, but I will write more as the day goes and the weeks and months! LOL

**Hugs**