Yeah, my life has been pretty stable. No mood swings, nothing drastic anyway. Life is smooth sailing, we have 9 days until the blessed event of our 7th baby's birth. My meds are all the same, and I plan on continuing them after the baby's birth. His name is Mark Anthony and they are expecting him to weigh around 8lbs, but we'll see. I have an amazing u/s picture that shows his face so clearly, he is Allie's clone. They look identical. I am on bedrest though, and I have to drink tons of water or whatever. I have polyhydramnios, which is an excess of anmiotic fluid. The number is supposed to be 18 or lower and I'm at 24., so I've been going for weekly u/s so the dr can keep an eye on the baby.
So my cection is scheduled for Aug 17th, which is Tammy's birthday and Amy's anniversary. It's a good day to have a baby :) . Dr. Filardo is the delivering doctor, we totally love her. I've been feeling rather well...I had a bout with pulled rib muscles that lasted a few months. It was so painful!!! Thank goodness that is over with. This summer has been so hot it's not even funny. I've been dying in this heat, not wanting to leave the house unless I totally have to.
Hubby is still not working. We are anticipating work in September sometime, so it's been very helpful having him home while I've been going through this pregnancy stuff. It'll be great having him home after the baby is born too, I'm going to need all the help I can get. We are all so very excited for the baby. The room is ready for him, but not as ready as we are :)
Mom and pop got an offer on the house. They've been up for sale for some time now, it's about time someone made an offer. They made a counteroffer so we'll see if they take it. They are looking to move to Brick somewhere and boy is mom excited about that.
Well, that's about all. The kids are doing great, Allie's health is great, she lost 9lbs since her birthday. All that prednisone weight is coming off, slowly but surely. We are looking forward to going back to school. Anna is repeating 3rd grade, so hopefully she'll do better this year than last. Matt is going to middle school, which we are all anxious about, but I'm sure he'll do great!
Until next time....
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
Been very sick
I have been so sick it's not even funny. Turns out a couple of weeks ago, after a trip to the doctor, I had asthmatic bronchitis. I had to go on antibiotics and nebulizer treatments. The cough is still lingering. After all the coughing, last week I totally lost my voice. I am now on day 8 with no voice...so I went to the ENT yesterday. Turns out I have a sinus infection as well as the laryngitis, so he put me on prednisone dose pack for the laryngitis, an antibiotic for the sinus infection and a nasal spray to get rid of all the congestion. Hopefully I'll get my voice back soon, as a talker this is really driving me crazy.
My moods have been really stable...I've been doing great in that department. I am on Lamictal 200mg, Celexa 40mg, Seroquel XR 150mg and Abilify 30mg. Going back on my meds was the best thing I've done this pregnancy. It has definitely helped me be able to function.
The kids are doing great...My good stable moods definitely set the tone in the house. Things couldn't get any better.
My moods have been really stable...I've been doing great in that department. I am on Lamictal 200mg, Celexa 40mg, Seroquel XR 150mg and Abilify 30mg. Going back on my meds was the best thing I've done this pregnancy. It has definitely helped me be able to function.
The kids are doing great...My good stable moods definitely set the tone in the house. Things couldn't get any better.
Monday, March 1, 2010
A pic of me
Hubby was taking pictures the other day and he took a couple of me...one while at the computer and another while I was knitting. I figured I'd share
A best friend lost
I'm now 14 weeks pregnant and feeling much better. At the 12 week mark, I went back on my meds. That totally helped my mood. It was nice to finally get out of bed. During that time, it was nice to know who my true friends were.
M and I have been best friends since we met 8 years ago. Our christianity brought us together. I was having a yard sale 9 years ago and we sold her a fan. The following year, we had another yard sale that she and her mom came to and I invited her in. Her noticing that I'm a christian was an instant connection between us.
We had a lapse in our friendship a few years ago during this same time of year, ironically enough. Our friendship was rekindled after Pope John Paul died. I thought things were going well.
M suffered from anxiety and agoraphobia for a long time. During that time, Krista and I would go over to her house, sometimes bringing lunch. We didn't go too often because M would sleep so much. Apparently I wasn't a good friend during that time, even though I was the only support outside of her husband that she had. No-one else made a big deal about her walking to the end of her driveway alone one day, except me. No-one was proud of her like I was when she started going out. Apparently, that's not good enough.
It all boiled down to one evening a couple of weeks ago. M called me around 9:30pm, after I had taken my meds and was already asleep. She asked me to take her kids for the night because her stepdad was rushed to the hospital and she didn't want to go alone. There were several factors as to why I couldnt' take the kids, but I would've if I could've. That is not understood. After I take my meds, I am out of it and do not feel comfortable with another's child in my care. Her and my hubby don't get along, and I had an ultrasound appt the next morning. I know she would'nt want them in his care, and I had already made a commitment to watch someone else's child the next morning at 8. Apparently I didn't spread myself thin enough, because that broke our friendship.
I was accused of not being remorseful, yet she would not talk to me. She would not tell me how her stepdad was doing, I still don't know if he ok. I was debating on emailing her to tell her my mom does NOT have cancer, but I don't know if she cares. My heart tore in two, a part of me died with the friendship, but the ball was and is in her court. I will not allow myself to be hurt anymore. I will not be a victim, be accused of things that certainly were and are not true.
It's sad that our friendship had to end, especially in the way it had. I wished her and her family well, wanting nothing but health and happiness for them. What do I get back? My daughter coming home from school today telling me that H (M's daughter) told her they couldn't play anymore because "my mom and your mom aren't friends anymore". I think that is something that children do not need to know about, unless they ask.
All in all, I'm finally doing ok. It seems as though she doesn't care, who knows, she wouldn't talk to me, so I can just assume. I have Tammy and my other mom freinds from church....although I don't think I'll ever trust anyone again, not the way I trusted M.
M and I have been best friends since we met 8 years ago. Our christianity brought us together. I was having a yard sale 9 years ago and we sold her a fan. The following year, we had another yard sale that she and her mom came to and I invited her in. Her noticing that I'm a christian was an instant connection between us.
We had a lapse in our friendship a few years ago during this same time of year, ironically enough. Our friendship was rekindled after Pope John Paul died. I thought things were going well.
M suffered from anxiety and agoraphobia for a long time. During that time, Krista and I would go over to her house, sometimes bringing lunch. We didn't go too often because M would sleep so much. Apparently I wasn't a good friend during that time, even though I was the only support outside of her husband that she had. No-one else made a big deal about her walking to the end of her driveway alone one day, except me. No-one was proud of her like I was when she started going out. Apparently, that's not good enough.
It all boiled down to one evening a couple of weeks ago. M called me around 9:30pm, after I had taken my meds and was already asleep. She asked me to take her kids for the night because her stepdad was rushed to the hospital and she didn't want to go alone. There were several factors as to why I couldnt' take the kids, but I would've if I could've. That is not understood. After I take my meds, I am out of it and do not feel comfortable with another's child in my care. Her and my hubby don't get along, and I had an ultrasound appt the next morning. I know she would'nt want them in his care, and I had already made a commitment to watch someone else's child the next morning at 8. Apparently I didn't spread myself thin enough, because that broke our friendship.
I was accused of not being remorseful, yet she would not talk to me. She would not tell me how her stepdad was doing, I still don't know if he ok. I was debating on emailing her to tell her my mom does NOT have cancer, but I don't know if she cares. My heart tore in two, a part of me died with the friendship, but the ball was and is in her court. I will not allow myself to be hurt anymore. I will not be a victim, be accused of things that certainly were and are not true.
It's sad that our friendship had to end, especially in the way it had. I wished her and her family well, wanting nothing but health and happiness for them. What do I get back? My daughter coming home from school today telling me that H (M's daughter) told her they couldn't play anymore because "my mom and your mom aren't friends anymore". I think that is something that children do not need to know about, unless they ask.
All in all, I'm finally doing ok. It seems as though she doesn't care, who knows, she wouldn't talk to me, so I can just assume. I have Tammy and my other mom freinds from church....although I don't think I'll ever trust anyone again, not the way I trusted M.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
It's been a long time
I know it's been a while. I really didn't have anything to blog about,but now I do. I found out a couple of weeks ago that I'm pregnant. Bob wanted me to go off of my meds, which I totally understand, so I did. It's been hard. My moods have fluctuated so much, I'm hardly sleeping (the most I get is 2 hours solid at a time) and it's just so frustrating! I have my first ob appt today with the nurse practitioner, so we'll see what she says. I need to find out when I can go back on my meds. I was thinking after the first trimester, that way all the baby's organs will be formed and such. We'll see.
Bob is on unemployment now. He's been taking the kids to the beach and yesterday they came home with some great finds! They brought home 2 large scallops with the meat still in them. The one kept opening and closing...it was real neat. The kids also found tons of sea glass....they are just so excited about that. I was hoping to go up there with them today but it's so windy. I'm thinking the beach will have to wait an
other day.
Bob is on unemployment now. He's been taking the kids to the beach and yesterday they came home with some great finds! They brought home 2 large scallops with the meat still in them. The one kept opening and closing...it was real neat. The kids also found tons of sea glass....they are just so excited about that. I was hoping to go up there with them today but it's so windy. I'm thinking the beach will have to wait an
other day.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
I know it's been a while
I know it's been a while since I last blogged. There really hasn't been anything going on. I've been feeling pretty good, thank goodness. My meds are the same, but I totally think the increase in abilify really did it. The only thing is, Dr. K wanted me to split the dose 15mg in the morning and 15mg at night, but I was just so tired during the day. I have decided to take the full dose at night, and I'm sure he'll be ok with that. I always have a pretty good feeling if you will about my meds.
Now, as for what happened a couple of months ago. I haven't blogged about it as I wasn't ready, but now I am. I was in the hospital for a few days. I was in such a depression, I actually didn't want to live anymore. Hubby didn't understand, but he knew I had to do this for myself. I went in, and with the increase in meds and all the group therapies, I was actually in a good place after being depressed for so long.
I am so good at hiding my feelings, and acting like everything is good all the time, when it really isn't, and not just for me, but nobody is happy and all that all the time. I had to realize I need to be realistic about my feelings and how my life is. I love my life. I have everything I ever wanted, a husband, home, children. I have many blessings and I just needed to realize that. I also realized I needed to get my priorities straight. That time in the hospital is just what I needed to get my life on track.
Until next time.
Now, as for what happened a couple of months ago. I haven't blogged about it as I wasn't ready, but now I am. I was in the hospital for a few days. I was in such a depression, I actually didn't want to live anymore. Hubby didn't understand, but he knew I had to do this for myself. I went in, and with the increase in meds and all the group therapies, I was actually in a good place after being depressed for so long.
I am so good at hiding my feelings, and acting like everything is good all the time, when it really isn't, and not just for me, but nobody is happy and all that all the time. I had to realize I need to be realistic about my feelings and how my life is. I love my life. I have everything I ever wanted, a husband, home, children. I have many blessings and I just needed to realize that. I also realized I needed to get my priorities straight. That time in the hospital is just what I needed to get my life on track.
Until next time.
Friday, September 18, 2009
A crazy few weeks
I sunk into a really deep depression a few weeks ago and ended up in the hospital. Bob said he noticed a depression for the past few months, that I slowly lost interest in everything that matters in life. The thing is, I've been dealing with this for so long, I don't really I'm depressed until it's really bad. Makes sense to Dr. K. Needless to say, I wanted to die, to put it bluntly. I ended up signing myself into the hospital, as I didn't feel safe around myself. I couldn't trust myself to not do anything.
So, it was actually a good experience and I've learned a lot of different coping skills and positive things about myself. There were lots of group therapies throughout the day and they were very helpful.
I was happy to be home, the kids missed me so much, and I missed them. I was able to work on getting better without any distractions. They increased my abilify from 10mg to 15mg, which made me feel better, but still not close to 100%. Dr. K increased it to 30% and now I'm on top of my game, feeling about 95% better. I am where I need to be at the moment, and that's it, I live for the moment, and not worry about the future.
So, it was actually a good experience and I've learned a lot of different coping skills and positive things about myself. There were lots of group therapies throughout the day and they were very helpful.
I was happy to be home, the kids missed me so much, and I missed them. I was able to work on getting better without any distractions. They increased my abilify from 10mg to 15mg, which made me feel better, but still not close to 100%. Dr. K increased it to 30% and now I'm on top of my game, feeling about 95% better. I am where I need to be at the moment, and that's it, I live for the moment, and not worry about the future.
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