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Why this blog?

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When I first started my Blogger account in January of 2007, it's sole purpose was to allow me to post comments to my cousin Sam's blog. I started the Cheerio Confessions blog in August of 2007 because the idea for the title struck me at one point and I went with it. (FYI: All posts before the one in August are posts I ported over from my old livejournal account.)

My initial intention was for this to be a funny, witty blog about parenthood from the stand point of a woman who lives her entire life "outside the box". There are times when Rob says I live so far outside the box that I can't even see the box anymore. lol It was going to be this really humorous, light and funny blog - everyone was going to love it and comment all the time by the way. I was going to be pretty much everything I wish my life could be.

As time went on it became clear to me, that is not my life. I am not Pollyanna. My rose colored glasses broke beyond repair a long time ago. My life is messy, crazy, chaotic and sometimes down right ugly. I've made plenty of mistakes and plenty of choices in the heat of the moment that probably shouldn't have been made. For better or worse, they are my "mistakes" and I stand by my choices. Sometimes I am witty and humorous and light-hearted. (I prefer me this way for what it's worth.) More often than not though; I'm stressed, over-whelmed and lost within my own life without a map.

As much as I may wish it were, my blog is not pretty and uplifting. I am not living within a bubble where everything comes up roses and each day is more beautiful and wonderful than the one before.

That's not to say that I'm not grateful for the blessings that have been bestowed upon me. I am. The fact that we were able to bring Gavin back from where ever he was (mentally) last summer, is nothing short of a miracle. The fact that we made it to 36 weeks before Elliott Richard was born, is also nothing short of a miracle. The fact that I found Rob, another miracle. I am grateful for all of these things and then some. At the same time, my miracles are few and far between. That can be exhausting.

Our lives can be exhausting. My children are exhausting. My life is exhausting. Are you catching on here? I'm exhausted. But that's not the point of this post. The point is the fact that as much as I would love to give you a happy, rosey, sugar-coated rendition of my life; that would make me a liar. I don't like liars. I won't go so far as to say that I don't lie because I do. I'm a human being. But I don't tell big lies. So I want you to know, that I've tried. I've considered it. I've looked at it from every angle. That is not my life. Odds are it will probably never be my life. I've come to accept that.

I hope that our over-abundance of drama will not drive you away. I hope that our exhaustion and stress will not over-whelm you. At the same time, I will not leave those things out of my blogs or gloss over them to help you feel better about my life.

For better or for worse, this is my life. I hope that y'all can love us, support us and follow our story in spite of our drama and stress. *steps off of her soap box* :)

Thanks for listening to me, yet again. It truly means more than you will ever know.

I don't think God is listening :(

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I say this because Gavin and I just got home from an appointment it will not stop freaking snowing. The roads are horrible and getting worse. I wouldn't be suprised if school was canceled tonight..... While I'm writing this post I can hear my mother in the back of my mind saying "I really hope it's a snow day". She lived for snow days. She loved it when we got to stay home from school. I think she was more excited about them then we were (for those that don't know I am the oldest of 6 kids). However, things weren't nearly as complicated for my parents as they are for us to say the least. For Lizze and I, School+Gavin = Break. We don't get nearly enough of a break. But if I have to spin this into a positive way at least the teachers get a break. Lizze and I aways say they are angels. I don't know what we would do without Gavin's teachers. They are so good to him and we are very grateful for all they have done. That being said, let's all ask God for the snow to stop... FYI... If it doesn't stop then this will be me in the morning... LOL

Please God, No More Snow...Please...

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A quick math lesson on this fine snow day.

1) Snow + Freezing Rain = Snow Day

2) Snow Day + Continued Snow and Freezing Rain = Little Hope For School Tomorrow

3) Snow Day + Snow Day = Sad Panda (speaking of sad panda)

On a side note: We don't have a clue who Chris or Megan are but thanks so much for the video.

One down, 17 to go...

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My nurse, Lisa, just left a little bit ago. She was here for about 45 minutes because we had paperwork and whatnot to do this time. My stats are:

Temp 98.6
BP 110/60
Tiny's HB 146

I was worried that Matria (the company she works for) would be a home health care company where the turnover rate is really high and they didn't really specialize in maternity and obstetrics. Apparently, maternity and obstetrics are all Matria does. Plus some preemie home care. Matria is also part of Summa Health Care, which is a pretty big health care/insurance group up north of here. So I felt much better just knowing that.

Lisa was super nice and really good at her job. She put me completely at ease. We talked for a little while. Then she took my vitals (see above) and then she gave me my injection. We had sent Gavin to his room when she got there because the sight of needles sends him into a tailspin, even if they aren't for him. Rob kept Elliott Richard busy in the office because he does okay with the sight of needles, unless they are directed at me. That freaks him out and makes him angry. The injection was relatively painless. It takes a little over a minute for her to push the whole amount in because it's suspended in oil, which makes it really thick. I'm a little sore but not too bad. I told her that she has to be my nurse for the rest of the pregnancy because she's so good. :)

We spent a lot of the time talking about the boys. At one point our conversation turned to Gavin and his Autism/Asperger's. She said a good friend's son had been recently diagnosed. So I mentioned Gavin's school and ADHD. At that point I learned a little bit about her daughter and situation. It was nice to be talked to as a human being rather just another patient, just another number.

I'm incredibly greatful Lisa was assigned my case. I prayed to God that my nurse would be nice and good at giving the injections. Trust me when I say that some nurses suck at giving this type of injection! God granted this prayer...Lisa is awesome! She is going to be what helps make these injections livable for the next 18 weeks. Well, her and hearing Tiny's heartbeat once a week. :)

The 200th Post!

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Woo, I can't believe I've posted 200 times. Granted, some of them are stuck in limbo for some reason another but still, I've written 200 posts. Crazy. lol

Something Cool

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I was NOT having a real good day yesterday (no real surprise). I was 30 minutes late for an appointment because 77N was at a stand still for 20 minutes. A drive that normally takes 6 minutes took over 20. Later that afternoon I dropped Gavin off at speech and OT, and ran over to Circuit City to help friends pick out a new computer. I love helping people with computers, so that was really fun for me. While we were waiting to check out I got a call from Lizze (These calls always make me nervous, because I never know what is wrong). I answered the phone and the next thing I heard was Elliott saying "Daddy, I love you. Bye, Bye daddy." He missed me and brought the phone to Lizze and said "Daddy, phone." She called me so he could say hello. Words can't even begin to describe how much that meant to my. That was his very first phone call. I felt so good after that. A 30 sec. phone call made all the difference in the world.

Thanks Elliott..... Daddy loves you. :)

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