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The Easy Way Out

19 Apr

I’m an addict.

We are all addicts in one form or another. Whether it’s nicotine, sex, food, or conversation. I’m sure you could find something you feel you cannot live without. That’s addiction, simply put, anyway.

At one point in my life, I was addicted to smoking cigarettes. I had one reason to quit, and that was my pregnancy. Easy, when it’s for someone else.

Full disclosure: I’m currently addicted to diet soda. “Cherry Zero”, to be exact. I can’t go a day without it or I have withdrawal symptoms – headache, fatigue, leg cramps.

It’s AWFUL. It’s consuming. It’s horrible.

And I know how bad it is for my body. Otherwise, I’m a healthy eater. Whole foods, organic foods, local foods. I try to eat well & feed my family well, but I ingest this crap and cringe with every swallow.

Well, I’m committing to quitting. I’m ready to tell you, readers, that enough is enough.

This is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do.

In the past, I’ve practiced piano three to five hours a day to complete sonatas, concerti, and fugues.

I’ve learned to ski, to play tennis, to dance, to teach, to paint.

I’ve started two business from nothing.

I’ve given birth completely naturally three times!

I’ve survived a brain tumor, for the love of Jiminy Crickets!!!

How can this be more difficult than those moments?!

First of all, I didn’t give birth for me.

When we do things for ourselves, or at least try, attempt to do things for ourselves, there is an inner struggle. Perhaps fear, laziness or greed get in the way of achievement. Something may deter a goal from being easy.

When we do things for others, it’s easy. And it’s worth it.

I’ll just pretend that kicking this soda habit is for them: my smart, beautiful, healthy children. Because essentially, it is for them.

My life isn’t completely my own anymore. Most of everything I do is for them, and there is nothing wrong with that. They need me. I am their mother.

As difficult as this simple idea of quitting a habit may be, if I remember why, maybe it will be that much easier.

Then again, who said life was easy?!Sweet kids Easter 2013

Goodbye, 2012

31 Dec

A new year is on the horizon.

A time to start fresh, if you wish. To renew. To begin again. Your choice.

This year, I have more on my plate than ever before. I’m a stay-at-home, work-from-home Mom of three, ages four and under. I teach music. I teach piano. I own a shop. I knit. I paint. I blog. I homeschool. I exclusively breastfeed our baby. I’m trying to do it all in twenty-four hours each day and it is no small task.

This year I will have confidence.

I will do more and think less.
I will pick my battles before they break.
I will be organized, effective, and concise in my daily life.
I will let love and be loved.
I will understand, be patient, and thoughtful.

My resolution is to do more but to worry less.

My resolution is to be me.

To just be me.

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Another Tough Parenting Decision

16 Jul

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Full disclosure: I am about to share some intimate stuff. This is my daughter’s story, it’s her business. But I hope she will understand, someday when she discovers Mama’s blog, that the intention is to help and assist other families by telling our story. One big reason why I blog is to relate and be related to. Everyone lives a life that is worth sharing. I hope some of you can benefit from this story as I have while reading others like ours.

Excessively sweaty, snoring, choking on food, often unable to swallow food…these are all symptoms our daughter has been dealing with for quite some time. We never really gave it too much thought. Sure, maybe she has something going on, but certainly a fantastic diet, regular chiropractic care, & supplementation would take care of anything to make her “sick”.

When she turned 3, our daughter had a routine dental check-up. The dentist quickly commented on how very large her tonsils were. She then began to list off the side-effects from having structurally large tonsils. She already has a cross-bite that would get worse with time, most definitely will need braces when she is old enough (who doesn’t?!), and her face could & would probably change structure, change shape, as she ages. Say what??!!

Now, by now you should understand something about me. If there is one thing I am learning about the medical profession, it is to always question what you are told, to always get a second, even third, opinion before hastily making any decisions. As well, try to find a natural solution/remedy to any diagnosis, problem or otherwise. Most likely there is one that exists.

So, we kind of shrugged it off. No rush.

The sweat continues. Potty trained at 18 months, she rarely had accidents (almost never anymore) yet still wets her pull-up at night, every night. If she’s not holding food in her cheeks like a chipmunk for hours at a time, she’s often choking it down to swallow. Spicy, tangy, sour foods all “bother her throat”. Her throat hurts. “It hurts, like, a lot.” On occasion, she wakes up with blood on her sheets where her ear ruptured & drained. She coughs a lot, sounds congested all the time, and always looks like she could use a better nights’ sleep. These are all symptoms of people who have problems with their tonsils. Our daughter doesn’t have problems with her tonsils *rolls eyes*.

We told these symptoms to the pediatrician from time to time & she urged us either to record t sleeping or to get a sleep study, as she suspects sleep apnea. Does she stop breathing in her sleep ever? Does she wake frequently? Does she cry or scream out at night?

Again, we take the natural route and wait it out. I’m not taking our little girl to have wires attached to her in a strange environment to see if she wakes up at night more than we know about or stops breathing in her sleep. We can keep an eye on that. We can monitor her sleep. Let’s get her adjusted more regularly, see how she does. She’s mostly a pleasant child and still takes naps, even. She doesn’t have sleep apnea, we think.

Born in March of this year, our new baby took up some of our time so we waited, probably longer than we should have, to schedule a visit with an ENT. Finally, in early July, we visit. She absolutely should get her tonsils and adenoids out. It’s a package deal.

She’s a mouth breather, in fact, can’t even breathe through her nose. She will have physical structural changes to her face if they remain in. She is not getting enough oxygen, sleep or nutrition. They should come out, this will take care of everything.

That was pretty much the gist of it. The doctor was very honest about the procedure surgery and said this was common, yet reiterated that she has certain guidelines that weren’t necessarily in place decades ago when they took them out of everyone who breathed air.

No way. We won’t let our little girl be put through something like that. She is perfect the way she is, the way God made her.

As you can see, I’m pretty worked up over this. We don’t take decisions like this lightly. We see professionals, research on our own, seek alternative care, and wait. This is a decision that in the end, we know will be what is best for our family. I don’t ask other people’s advice because they want differently for their family. It is their choice. But I do ask “what did you do?” or “what would you do if it was your kid?” and patiently listen to their answers. Yes, it is a sensitive topic. Yes, I am a proud parent. And yes, we have made a decision.

We have decided to go through with the surgery. t is scheduled to have a tonsil/adenoidectomy and we are a nervous wreck.

Guess we should have listened to the medical professionals on this one after all. This is when modern medicine is miraculous.

We literally made a list of reasons for and reasons against the surgery. In the long run, the benefits outweighed the risks. This is the hope of any major event in your life. When given two roads, definitely take the one where the benefits outweigh the risks. For sure.

Not to try to defend our decision, but we want to make it clear for others out there who may be faced with this same decision: our daughter’s case is truly one of a physical form. Her tonsils are structurally HUGE. They are not swollen, not infected. In fact, she has never (knock on wood) had strep throat nor tonsilitis. Her tonsils and adenoids are completely healthy. (See, the chiropractics and healthy lifestyle have paid off!) A naturopathic, alternative route would do no good. As I told my husband, it’s comparable to being born with a big nose. You can do everything imaginable to shrink it, but surgery is the only way to make it smaller. Of course, this is not a cosmetic issue. This has very little to do with the way she looks. This is actually affecting her life. Big time. Get these things out of her, now!

I have a hard time with the idea of messing with what we were given. Most of my parenting decisions are based on that theory. I have natural childbirths, we don’t pierce our children’s ears, etc…we are grateful for what God has given us and we never take that for granted.

That being said, we are content with our decision in this matter. We believe we are doing what is healthiest for her. She needs this procedure as it will never just “go away” or get better. If only we could be certain it will all go smoothly and be for the better. If only parents had a fast-forward button that could skip through the hard parts and a slow motion button to relish in the easy and fun ones!

I think there is a lesson to be learned through all of this. It is one that parents learn quite early in their mother/father -hood. Research all of your options and discover which is best for your family.

We would appreciate prayers for a successful surgery and a swift recovery. Thank you all for your support. It’s just a stinkin’ surgery to remove my daughters’ tonsils and adenoids…it happens all the time, right?!

You can look forward to a follow-up post when all is said and done. Good news is on the horizon!

Thought Of The Day: June 26, 2012

26 Jun

I’ve said it before and I”ll say it again.  Some days are harder than others.  Lots of days of late are harder than others.

Yesterday was a hard day.  I was sick and the kids were a handful, laundry and dishes needed to get done, and blah Blah BLAH.

Yes, I know, I have three children.  Three.  But, c’mon, everyone has hard days regardless of their parental situation or lack thereof.  I’ve always had hard days, since I was a wee one.  Just like you.

Well, it’s a beautiful day outside.  I certainly don’t want to spend the day sulking in the dark.

Today, I’ve decided to

What will you do???

Hey!  I made that picture!  Yep, I used good ole’ trusty paint program on my good ole’ trusty old school computer.  It may be a tad bit cheesy and in no way a masterpiece, but I think it looks really, well, I don’t know…HAPPY! :)

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