What is the story? When I ask for advice there are no comments. When I don't care either way I get 10. Is this reverse psychology from you all or what? The funny thing is this falls into a subject I have wanted to post on for a long time simply because it has intrigued me. When, why, and who comments on blogs.
When do I comment? I find it funny when people seem to fall in the pattern on commenting on one of my posts because I commented on theirs but if I don't comment on theirs there will be no comment. Does this happen to be coincidence or is this blog etiquette that I am not familiar with? Either way this is not an angry comment just an observation.
Why do I comment? I am they type of girl that leaves a comment when I feel like it, not out of obligation but because something struck me funny or because I wanted to just shout out some support to my fellow blogger. Not because I feel obligated to. So I should stop crying about not getting advice last post? Yep!
Whose blog do I comment on? Any and all that will let me that I find interesting. Nie Nie does not give you that option and it drives me crazy! But she also is able to safeguard herself from any negative comments that may come her way. I find it disturbing when you read comments and they are all negatively geared towards the writer of the blog-simply unnecessary. Yes I believe in free speech, unfortunately some people take it to the next level simply because they can, not even processing what they are commenting half the time and do it to drive traffic to their own blogs.
Why do I blog? Because I love it! I love this community that we have going on and really do appreciate all the support, insight, and comments. I love reading about all of your lives, getting updates on your kids, and feeling that I am not the only crazy in this universe. Cheers!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Should we stay or should we go? Advice please.
So Erik and I are debating selling our camper at the lake. We laid out our pros and cons.
Pros:
1. It is a special experience with our boys.
2. We have made many great friends at Tony's.
3. It is also a great way to keep up with friends that also camp there.
4. We all love the lake, especially when it is sunny and warm.
Cons:
1. Even though boys love it they are exhausted after staying out there due to later bed times, overload of activity, and there schedule gets thrown.
2. Extra expense of the camper and lot rental. Not to mention groceries, gas, etc. So changes that we want to make on our house tend to go on hold.
3. We don't have a boat so we don't have regular access to the water.
4. We love it when its warm, but get no use out of it when it is rainy and cold.
5. The maintenance of our home goes down over the summer and we are trying to win the battle of an overgrown lawn as well as a ridiculous amount of laundry.
6. Since we pay for it we feel like we need to use it and tend to not do anything else over the summer.
So you can probably see where we are leaning. Any thoughts to help a girl out?
Pros:
1. It is a special experience with our boys.
2. We have made many great friends at Tony's.
3. It is also a great way to keep up with friends that also camp there.
4. We all love the lake, especially when it is sunny and warm.
Cons:
1. Even though boys love it they are exhausted after staying out there due to later bed times, overload of activity, and there schedule gets thrown.
2. Extra expense of the camper and lot rental. Not to mention groceries, gas, etc. So changes that we want to make on our house tend to go on hold.
3. We don't have a boat so we don't have regular access to the water.
4. We love it when its warm, but get no use out of it when it is rainy and cold.
5. The maintenance of our home goes down over the summer and we are trying to win the battle of an overgrown lawn as well as a ridiculous amount of laundry.
6. Since we pay for it we feel like we need to use it and tend to not do anything else over the summer.
So you can probably see where we are leaning. Any thoughts to help a girl out?
Thursday, February 11, 2010
So what, I'm still a rockstar...
The song by Pink is constantly going off in my head. Is this a sign that I am suppose to be a rock star or that it is time to throw the towel in on this dream? I do love me some Pink, if I was to be a rock star she maybe who I would want to be.
Regardless, a couple of updates. This past weekend we went and stayed with the Heer's (thanks again AJ for an awesome weekend). I did notice that she was very sad after we left. I mean after all having 5 children in the house 6 and under for a weekend can lead to depression the day after they are all split up. I have to say the kids were really good though. The dynamic when we get together with the Heer family is so easy. Kids like each other, adults like each other, and it is very relaxing considering that we are outnumbered by children.
On Sunday before the Super Bowl Erik and Bill took the kids sledding at this hill that provided the tubes and a "magic carpet" ride back up the hill so you didn't have to walk back up. They had a blast and I was jealous but us girls stayed back with the babies and enjoyed our down time and some chicken wings in ode to the Super Bowl. I am definitely in the next time they want to go. Pure genius if you ask me-going up the hill is when you start to lose the kids and the adult’s stamina.
We came home on Monday; since it was mildly storming the roads were horrendous. It took us 8 hours to get home; Erik drove between 40-50 the entire drive home. There were tons of cars in the ditch, semi's jack knifed, and troopers everywhere. We contemplated stopping multiple times but as long as you drove with the conditions in mind it was okay. I can never get over the jackasses that insist on driving like maniacs in bad weather, like the rest of us are being too cautious and 20 miles down the road you seem them stuck in the ditch. I started to take stock and saw that it was consistently college age girls and man over 40 in big trucks that thought they were invincible. Kids slept at least half of the drive because they were exhausted and I was finally able to breathe when we got off and the interstate.
This week have been preparing Valentines and getting used to Zoe again. Forgot how much work a puppy is while we were gone but I am also still happy with our decision to bring her on. She helps complete my rock star image. So who is your inner rock star? Do share.
Regardless, a couple of updates. This past weekend we went and stayed with the Heer's (thanks again AJ for an awesome weekend). I did notice that she was very sad after we left. I mean after all having 5 children in the house 6 and under for a weekend can lead to depression the day after they are all split up. I have to say the kids were really good though. The dynamic when we get together with the Heer family is so easy. Kids like each other, adults like each other, and it is very relaxing considering that we are outnumbered by children.
On Sunday before the Super Bowl Erik and Bill took the kids sledding at this hill that provided the tubes and a "magic carpet" ride back up the hill so you didn't have to walk back up. They had a blast and I was jealous but us girls stayed back with the babies and enjoyed our down time and some chicken wings in ode to the Super Bowl. I am definitely in the next time they want to go. Pure genius if you ask me-going up the hill is when you start to lose the kids and the adult’s stamina.
We came home on Monday; since it was mildly storming the roads were horrendous. It took us 8 hours to get home; Erik drove between 40-50 the entire drive home. There were tons of cars in the ditch, semi's jack knifed, and troopers everywhere. We contemplated stopping multiple times but as long as you drove with the conditions in mind it was okay. I can never get over the jackasses that insist on driving like maniacs in bad weather, like the rest of us are being too cautious and 20 miles down the road you seem them stuck in the ditch. I started to take stock and saw that it was consistently college age girls and man over 40 in big trucks that thought they were invincible. Kids slept at least half of the drive because they were exhausted and I was finally able to breathe when we got off and the interstate.
This week have been preparing Valentines and getting used to Zoe again. Forgot how much work a puppy is while we were gone but I am also still happy with our decision to bring her on. She helps complete my rock star image. So who is your inner rock star? Do share.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Happy Belated Birthday Alex!
I went online and purchased a bulk of pregnancy test strips (btw-best way to do it, it was like $13 for 15 strips vs. $15 a test). I was sure that I wasn't, I had taken all the tests except for one the Friday before Memorial Weekend. I kept one to confirm that I wasn't so on Tuesday when we got back from the lake I could call into the clinic and let them know we needed to start the process over. I went to take the test on Tuesday morning. The strip turned blue, I bet I turned white. I was thrilled! I called Erik in shock. Then drove to CVS to buy another test because I had uses all of my strips up. Sure enough I was pregnant.
If you have ever gone through any infertility you know that it just doesn't end there though. You go in for an ultrasound and blood testing every week until you are 12 weeks and passed along to your regular OB. So I went in and they told me that some of my levels were lower than the like to see so I was put on Progesterone to maintain my levels. After being on them for 9 weeks it seemed my levels were good so I started to wean myself off of the drugs a little (I am not one that likes to take medication for any reason). After my next appointment the clinic had called and left a message that my levels had dropped significantly and I was in the range of being at high risk for a miscarriage. I had forgotten my medication at the lake and I was hysterical. I drove out of Moorhead like a bat out of hell to the lake. I was pulled over on the I-94 and I was sobbing. The officer asked if I knew how fast I was going, I told him yes. He asked me why and I just blurted out the entire story. He walked back to his car with my license and registration, approached my window again and said very calmly, “I understand, my wife and I have gone through infertility. Try to stay calm, slow down, and take care." I will never forget what that officer looks like and how I felt that day. I was so terrified that I was going to lose this baby that I had desperately wanted for so long.
When Alex was born I noticed very quickly when they were taking him to be weighed, that he had a birthmark on his back. To me it is always a reminder that he could have pulled away from me and how I am so thankful that he stayed. He is truly a light in my life and my little miracle.
So Happy (Belated) Birthday Alex! You are LOVED! XOXO- Mom
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Need I say more?
I received this message today in my inbox and had to share...thanks for sharing Kim, I really do appreciate it. I think Anthony watched A Christmas Story one too many times over the holidays.
Bonnie, you have to share this with Melissa T, I don’t know that I have the correct email from school for her, so share it if you have it, too long to comment on her blog.
I read her blog this afternoon, and was laughing about Anthony. My Sam is in the same class with Anthony at St. Joseph, and out of the blue at the supper table tonight, Sam is eating a popsicle he made today (which the popsicle must have triggered the memory of the story). And he starts telling us about one of his friends at school got his tongue stuck on something and they had to cut his tongue off and rip it off the ? pole? And then they sewed his tongue back together. Did this happen at school? “NO, he was just telling me about it.” We’re chuckling and ask him, what friend is that? “Anthony” which made me laugh, and then say, remind me later Jeff I’ve got a story to tell you later. J no idea if it’s true, but made me laugh, it was meant to be Anthony day.
I have been in the classroom a couple of times helping, and he is one of the happiest, most loveable little guys! I’ve only been to school a couple times, and he comes running to give me a hug everytime. I have some pictures from the Christmas party at school, still on the camera I’ll try and get to later, and forward.
Kim
Bonnie, you have to share this with Melissa T, I don’t know that I have the correct email from school for her, so share it if you have it, too long to comment on her blog.
I read her blog this afternoon, and was laughing about Anthony. My Sam is in the same class with Anthony at St. Joseph, and out of the blue at the supper table tonight, Sam is eating a popsicle he made today (which the popsicle must have triggered the memory of the story). And he starts telling us about one of his friends at school got his tongue stuck on something and they had to cut his tongue off and rip it off the ? pole? And then they sewed his tongue back together. Did this happen at school? “NO, he was just telling me about it.” We’re chuckling and ask him, what friend is that? “Anthony” which made me laugh, and then say, remind me later Jeff I’ve got a story to tell you later. J no idea if it’s true, but made me laugh, it was meant to be Anthony day.
I have been in the classroom a couple of times helping, and he is one of the happiest, most loveable little guys! I’ve only been to school a couple times, and he comes running to give me a hug everytime. I have some pictures from the Christmas party at school, still on the camera I’ll try and get to later, and forward.
Kim
Monday, January 25, 2010
Yay for a snow day, I think...
Well today is a snow day. I was all geared up to go to work even though most of the town was shut down because today was a packed schedule. My co-worker Rob even trekked over to get me because we thought it is better to have safety in numbers. But as soon as he pulled in our Office Manager shoots out a text that we are closing. But instead of curling up to watch The Proposal again (man, that movie is funny) I go to work downstairs while my amazing hubby is taking care of the troops upstairs. The troops meaning Anthony, Alex, and our new little puppy Zoe.
Yep we did it. We added a new furry friend to the family. Do I regret it yet? Not one bit! We drove to Sabin in the rain on Friday night to get her. She is a beautiful little mutt with the cutest face you have ever seen. Her mom was 100% Pomeranian and they think the dad from what they saw was either a Poodle or Bischon mix. Erik says she looks like an alley dog, well all 3.5 pounds of her. Anthony begged to hold her the first night we had her and kept saying how much he loved her. He also has been really good about letting her out and getting her water. Alex is still not quite sure of her especially when she wants to play with him and his toys.
The only qualm I have had with her is she will go snuggle up in her kennel during the day but come night time she cries, a cry that will not stop. So she has ended up in bed with us, that thrills Erik. But only a few accidents in the house and considering it is literally blizzarding outside I am pretty happy with that. I will post a picture when my camera batteries are not dead.
So like I mentioned I am working downstairs today. I took a break around a eleven to eat and see what the boys are up to. I walk up and Anthony is playing his DS. Erik asks me when did Anthony get the game Speedracer? I told him he didn't, he has two games that Santa gave him and neither of them are Speedracer. I ask Anthony where he got Speedracer and he told me Stuart borrowed it to him when we were at Chad and Leslie's watching the game last night. But I know when my child is not telling me the truth so I start asking questions. Erik and I are starting to look at each other and do some team work at this point because Anthony is clearly not telling us the truth. He is sent to his room, DS is confiscated, and he is crying because nobody believes him. Leslie calls, I ask her if Stu has that game and it turns out no he doesn't. Erik threatens to call Santa because Anthony has decided to take back the Stuart story and tell us that Santa gave it to him. Erik and I just didn't see that game in his case. Now at this point we are both getting frustrated because we KNOW what Santa gave him. Erik responded that he was going to have to call Santa. I was trying to choke back my laughter because Anthony starts to sob uncontrollably because he doesn't want daddy to call Santa. He knows he is backed in a corner (by the way we have tried the just tell us the truth and you won't be in trouble and he would just not give in). So the confession comes...he borrowed it from his cousin Richard over Christmas (not quite sure if Richard knows though).
So now he is sleeping in his room (crying really tires a person out) and when he wakes up he will be writing a letter apologizing to Richard for taking his game and tomorrow we will be sending Richard's game back to him. He will be without his DS and many other things he holds dear to his heart this week. I was shocked that he did that. I think he was shocked that he got busted. I just hope the lesson resonates with him.
Yep we did it. We added a new furry friend to the family. Do I regret it yet? Not one bit! We drove to Sabin in the rain on Friday night to get her. She is a beautiful little mutt with the cutest face you have ever seen. Her mom was 100% Pomeranian and they think the dad from what they saw was either a Poodle or Bischon mix. Erik says she looks like an alley dog, well all 3.5 pounds of her. Anthony begged to hold her the first night we had her and kept saying how much he loved her. He also has been really good about letting her out and getting her water. Alex is still not quite sure of her especially when she wants to play with him and his toys.
The only qualm I have had with her is she will go snuggle up in her kennel during the day but come night time she cries, a cry that will not stop. So she has ended up in bed with us, that thrills Erik. But only a few accidents in the house and considering it is literally blizzarding outside I am pretty happy with that. I will post a picture when my camera batteries are not dead.
So like I mentioned I am working downstairs today. I took a break around a eleven to eat and see what the boys are up to. I walk up and Anthony is playing his DS. Erik asks me when did Anthony get the game Speedracer? I told him he didn't, he has two games that Santa gave him and neither of them are Speedracer. I ask Anthony where he got Speedracer and he told me Stuart borrowed it to him when we were at Chad and Leslie's watching the game last night. But I know when my child is not telling me the truth so I start asking questions. Erik and I are starting to look at each other and do some team work at this point because Anthony is clearly not telling us the truth. He is sent to his room, DS is confiscated, and he is crying because nobody believes him. Leslie calls, I ask her if Stu has that game and it turns out no he doesn't. Erik threatens to call Santa because Anthony has decided to take back the Stuart story and tell us that Santa gave it to him. Erik and I just didn't see that game in his case. Now at this point we are both getting frustrated because we KNOW what Santa gave him. Erik responded that he was going to have to call Santa. I was trying to choke back my laughter because Anthony starts to sob uncontrollably because he doesn't want daddy to call Santa. He knows he is backed in a corner (by the way we have tried the just tell us the truth and you won't be in trouble and he would just not give in). So the confession comes...he borrowed it from his cousin Richard over Christmas (not quite sure if Richard knows though).
So now he is sleeping in his room (crying really tires a person out) and when he wakes up he will be writing a letter apologizing to Richard for taking his game and tomorrow we will be sending Richard's game back to him. He will be without his DS and many other things he holds dear to his heart this week. I was shocked that he did that. I think he was shocked that he got busted. I just hope the lesson resonates with him.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Can you guess what I forgot to share?
I will give you a hint-it has to do with paying it forward...
Here are some words to help guess what my big news is:
Here are some words to help guess what my big news is:
- active
- composed
- extroverted
- good natured
- influenced by others
- friendly
- curious
- serious
- sensitive
- competitive
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