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Words Hurt

Posted: February 24, 2015 in blog, family, kids, parenting, tween, Uncategorized
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Today, Oldest got her feelings hurt. Not from a friend or even a stranger. She got them hurt from her own Grandmother.

Oldest came up with a game, where she wanted to pretend that she was a baby. I think alot of it comes from Little L and that she gets the majority of the attention. Well, I guess she does, since she is a baby and needs to be watched and taken care of. Oldest gets lonely although we tell her to come out of her cave and spend time with us. So today, she wanted to be the baby like Little L. I made them lunch they sat on the floor and ate. Oldest walked around on her knees and so did Little L. It was really cute. L tries to copy her big sis soooooo much! When it came to nap time, Oldest wanted to go in with us and take a nap. She never naps during the day. I didn’t think it was going to work, but she actually slept longer then L did. Surprised me! After they got up, we were talking and she said that she wanted to do one more thing, before the game was over. She wanted me to give her a bottle of milk. I laughed, thinking this girl is cray cray, but she begged and although I thought it was a bit odd, I played along. I came in and got both she and L a bottle, gave one to L and the other one to Oldest. She leaned up against me like L does and started to drink. We both laughed. It was strange but silly. She finally drank it, L beat her though, and we laughed some more. They started playing so I snuck off to her room to check on her school work and make sure everything was done and what not. I then heard Oldest go into her grandmas room, and she began to tell her about the game. I heard her say that I fed her a bottle of milk. My mom, didn’t think it was very funny apparently, told my girl that we were stupid and that she didn’t want to hear about it. Then she asked where I was. Oldest told her that I was in her room. I heard her go back down the hallway and my heart ached. I just wanted to scream. Then my dear ole mum kept saying how stupid we were being. She just kept saying that word stupid over and over. More times then I want to recount. I had to bite my tongue, deep down I wanted to go let her have it. The way I play with my kids is NO ones business but mine. I just sat on the bed, hurt, by the words she was choosing to say. Why did she keep saying that word?

She finally stopped and I was done with what I wanted to do. I walked out of the room and headed down the hallway.  I came in and started watching cartoons with the girls. Oldest was laying on the bed covered up, like she was hiding. The cartoon went off and she moved closer to me. “I’m sorry,” she said. “For what?” “For making you play that stupid game.” There was that word again. “It’s ok, I heard what she said, don’t worry about it.” “You’re not stupid!” I told her. That was it, and we didn’t talk about it anymore.

My mom sometimes talks about how her mom always said hurtful things to her when she was growing up. My grandma died when I was 12, there are only a few memories that I have that I can remember her being mean. She had a bite to her words. I let this time go. I wish I hadn’t. I would never tell a kid that they are stupid. But next time, I may not be so nice. I only hope that there won’t be a next time.

 

If you have been keeping up with my blog, I wrote a couple of weeks ago about oldest going to the library all by herself. Yesterday, she got to do another solo trip for a couple of hours while I ran a some errands for hubby. Before we went, she got the library card out of my wallet. Then she proceeded to tell me about the last time and how many times she checked for the library card in the purse she was carrying. She checked it before she left the car, once she got inside the building, while she was looking for her first book to look at, and a few more times. I thought this was hilarious. I was laughing so hard, tears were coming out!  She was so paranoid that she was going to loose it, probably because I kept telling her “don’t loose the card.”

While she was there, she told me about a couple of things that happened to her, so I just wanted to share her adventures with you.

She had a piece of hard candy, in her mouth. This little girl came up to her and asked, “What you have in your mouth?” Oldest responds, “A piece of candy.” “Can I have some?” the little girl asked, while holding out her hand way up at her mouth. Oldest thought she actually wanted the piece that was in her mouth, the way she was staring at her. She then told her, “this was my only piece, sorry.” She said the little girl put her hand down and walked away, looking pretty sad.

The other thing that happened, is that she was wearing her flip flops. She said she was walking down the aisle, in the kids section, and her shoe folded up underneath her toes and she face planted right onto the floor. She then said there were little kids on both sides of her and they were just looking at her like, “Oh good, the giant has fallen, let’s tie her up.” She told me this and I about choked on my water. No lie, I can’t make this stuff up.

When I picked her up, she only had a couple of things. I asked her why, she said she had some CD’s and DVD’s she wanted, but they came up error when she tried to check them out. So she just cancelled out and put them back. For some odd reason, she decided to check her account online at 8:30 last night. Everyone of them that came up error are showing up that she checked them out. UGH!! Why, oh why didn’t she think to look when we got home? Why didn’t I think to check it out? She told me that she cancelled it out and she didn’t think anything went through. I got a teensy tiny bit angry upset with her and yelled no screamed, no talked to her and told her from now on, she can go up there, but she has to wait for me to get there before she checks ANYTHING out! Here I am, trying to give her these responsibilities, and I have to remember that she is still a kid. She still needs my help. Even though she may not think so. Even though sometimes I don’t think so. She does. This makes me feel good. My tweeny bopper is still a little girl, my little girl. 🙂

Now I have to wait til Tuesday, so I can run up there and hopefully get it fixed without too much hassle.

 

 

Solo Trip

Posted: February 13, 2015 in blog, Daughter, family, kids, parenting, tween
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Today we let Oldest do something that I would have never done at her age. Today we drove her to the library and *gulp* left her there for 2 hours by herself. Yes you heard correctly, By. Herself. 2. Hours. Her dad told her a few days ago that maybe we would let her do the alone trip one day for like an hour just to see how it goes. She got very excited and talked about it for the rest of the day. You see, the last time I went in with her, she said that I didn’t have to follow her around. Like I was embarrassing her or something. I guess she ran off and told dear daddy when we got home that mom was following her around and she didn’t like it. She tells on me alot.

Since he told her that she could do this solo outing, she made plans for me to take her Tuesday. Well, who would have thought that I would get a head cold Sunday night and didn’t feel like going anywhere for 2 days. She was a little miffed at me when I told her no, so I had to make a deal with her. I promised my mom to take her to the store, so when I did that, I would take her to the library. She was cool with that. Today was that day.

We went over the rules of staying in the building, no talking with strangers other then the library employees, (kids were fine) keep the phone on at all times. She knew to call daddy if she needed someone immediately, since we live like 5 minutes away. I dropped her off at 1 and watched as she headed into the building. We drove on up to walmart to do our Valentine shopping. 2 p.m. came really fast, we weren’t even half done, I texted her. No answer back. I waited then called. Went to voice mail. I texted her dad. Nope, hadn’t heard from her. Ok…don’t panic, not in front of your mom because she was against the idea all along. A few minutes, altho it seemed longer, went by. She calls. YES! she is whispering that she didn’t hear the phone. “Are you doing ok?” “Yes, I’m good.” “Ok, it will be a little longer.” “That’s fine mom.” The ‘mom, you are annoying me’ tone sets in. “Alright, I’ll see you later.” I barely got an I love you in before she hung up. Texted dad all is good. We finally got through about 3. I texted her I was on my way. Got there and she wasn’t outside yet. Checked my phone, no text back. I park and call. Again no answer.  Ugh. I get out and walk in side. She was looking at her phone, then she seen me. She was talking  with another girl, I heard her tell her she had to go. She had a stack of cd’s, a couple of books, and a couple of movies to check out. On our way to the car, she told me I got there too soon. “You were there 2 hours!” I said very loudly. “Another hour would have been good.” She added.

My little girl is growing up. It will take me awhile to get used to not going in with her. But you can’t hold their hands forever, right? Even though you may want to.

Thanks for reading.  🙂

This past Sunday Oldest finally, FINALLY got to get that mop of hair cut off. We went up to Super Cuts and had to sit for over 45 minutes. Who knew Sunday was gonna be that crazy busy. I know I didn’t. But it was well worth the wait. Although after explaining to the lady what we wanted, she put her hair in 2 pony tails, since there was sooooo much and I was reaching for my camera to take a pic of her hair being cut, but she cut it off so quickly that I didn’t get a chance. Oh well, I got a cute “in shock” picture of Oldest after the hair was gone. Every one in the place was asking how long she had been growing it out. They all thought it was wonderful that she was donating the hair. We got 14 inches cut off. We went a bit higher then the 10 inches we originally said. Daddy told her it was ok, he would miss her long hair, but it would grow back. I am very pleased he let her go shorter.

I wanted to share a few before and after pics… 🙂

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"In Shock" what did I just do pic!

“In Shock” what did I just do pic!

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Getting ready to mail it off!

Getting ready to mail it off!

 

 

 

So Little L is on the mend. She took all the medicine the doctor prescribed and her cough is just about gone. The throat swab came back negative for strep. Which I had a positive feeling it would. Her appetite returned Tuesday and so did the good mood. Monday she whined and fussed all day, but then Monday night she started to perk up and actually did a little dance for us before bed. Total turn around!!

We have cut down on the sugar intake in the household for Oldest. Reading labels and not buying the junk. Before we only read labels for cereal, now we are reading labels on everything. Even for little L’s.

Right before my birthday, we went up to the store to get milk. My mom made her way over into the bakery and started looking at cakes. I told her I could go without a cake this year. She thought I was crazy. Then she said that she wanted a dozen doughnuts. I told her that she would have to keep them in her room. “I’m not going to eat a dozen by myself.” She said. “Then only buy a few out of the single serving case.” She wouldn’t do that. Instead she walked off saying how ridiculous we were being. Now this really hurt my feelings. Not only that, but she acted as though Oldest didn’t really matter. Oh she will be fine is her attitude, but what if she isn’t fine. We won’t know until we go to the doctor and that appointment isn’t till March.  I explained to her later that after the appointment and we know what we are dealing with they will be No temptations in the house.  She seemed to understand. We will see the next time we go grocery shopping.

Thanks for reading. 🙂

When It rains, It Pours

Posted: January 31, 2015 in Daughter, family, kids, toddlers, tween
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Literally…it rained for 2 days here. It never rains! It sucked because I had to take Little L to the doctors first thing Friday  morning. She developed a really bad cough during the night. So bad, her dad thought she quit breathing at one point. Come to find out she has the Croup of all things. What? Did I take her out to the park 2 whole times this past week.  Give me a break, right? They said her throat was also pretty red, (of course it was, she was up most of the night coughing her little head off), so they took a throat swab for strep. Won’t know them results till Monday. She is taking steroids for the croup, and seems so much better today. Yesterday, she cried most of the day and went from 5:30 a.m. to 9 p.m. without a nap!  Don’t know how she did that. She did sleep better last night, but tossed and turned alot, which means I was up most of the night making sure she was o.k. Needless to say, I. Am. Pooped!!!

Oldest went to the Orthopedic doc Wednesday.  She has a mild case of Scoliosis, so they will monitor it for now. She doesn’t have to go back for 4 months. They had to take 2 xrays beacuse her doctor didn’t send over the ones we had done the week before. We seen the curve, it is shaped like a C at her rib cage. He said she can and should be doing lots of activities to help strengthen the back.  We were so very happy to hear that it wasn’t as bad as we thought.

Before you begin reading I just wanted to say that I originally titled this Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow. After reading what I had written, I wasn’t quite happy with it. I realized that there are so many things that we take for granted. Having hair is one of them. I want to dedicate this post to Locks of Love. They do some wonderful things for the children with cancer. http://www.locksoflove.com

Now back to the original post in its entirety.  Thank you! 🙂

What is with men and long hair, I ask you? Why is it such a big deal to some that you never cut your hair. My husband, love him, but sometimes I would love to kick him square in the arse, is like this. Everytime I mention getting my hair cut or even trimmed he starts. “You know I don’t like short hair.” (Mine is a little past my shoulders.)  “It’s not going to be short, just an inch or two off the bottom.”  “That’s alot, if you wouldn’t cut on it, it would be long.” “Well sometimes you have to cut it. To get the dead ends off and it makes it look better,” I tell him. “No I like it how it is.” Then I say, “Well I don’t!” That is the end of the discusion that takes place every month and to avoid an even bigger argument, I don’t get it cut. 😦

Oldest has long hair and she begged him all last summer to get it cut. No, he wouldn’t let her, so up in a bun or poneytail it would go. In 100 degree heat, it just isn’t fun to have hair wrapped around your neck constantly. We told him that and argued that he wasn’t the one wearing it. He was not hearing it. Then, I came up with the suggestion of donating her hair to Locks of Love. She was all for it. After I told him what it was,  he was fine with that. We looked up the website to see what we had to do. First, it had to be at least a minimum of 10 inches. We measured, 10 put it right around her shoulders. You know what he said? No it had to be longer for her to get it cut. OMG man, what the heck is up with you? It is hair, it will grow back. Her hair seems to grow pretty fast anyways.

So now another year has gone by. She needs it cut. It is starting to look straggely.  Her hair is so thick, when you pick it up the underneath is so much darker, it just never sees the light of day. It’s hard to wash, it dries fast and hard to get the hair underneath wet, and now she has to flip it over her shoulder to use the rest room. If that isn’t enough reasons to get it cut, here is another. It. Is. Everywhere!   I even have pulled some off of Little L that has wrapped its way around her or gets in her clothes from the wash.

We measured again the other day and the 10 inch mark puts it at the bottom of her shoulder blades. Which we both agree, is a good length. She can still braid, bun or poneytail it with no problem. We told her dad and he finally has said ok. So sometime in the next week or so we will finally be getting it cut. I think I am more excited then she is. She hasn’t had shorter hair since she was around 7.  It will be a big change, but I think she will like it. 🙂 And maybe I will just have them take an inch or so off mine as well, while we are at it!! 😉

Loss For Words

Posted: January 23, 2015 in family, kids, parenting, tween
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This has not been the greatest of weeks for us. Tuesday we got the call about the blood work they did on Oldest. She has signs of pre diabetes. Her sugar and insulin levels were high and her vitamin d level was low. So they gave me a prescription of vitamin d pills for her to take for 30 days. Also we have to get an appointment with an endocrinologist for her. Wednesday I took her in for the xray. We were in and out within 15 minutes then did a couple of errands and went home. About 2 hours later the doctors office called…they said the xray showed that she did have Scoliosis.  It’s hard for me to believe it. This girl has never been sick other then a cold. Never been hospitalized, never a broken bone. So this hit us hard. The nurse told us that they would call back soon with phone numbers for the orthopedic doctor and endocrinologist.  I got off the phone and her dad and I cried and hugged.  We decided not to tell her about it until she goes to the doctors. Later that day, they called with the numbers for me to make the appointments. I called the orthopedist first. Got the appointment set for Wednesday the 28th. I called the endocrinologist office and they have to call me back. The files were in the doctors office but she has to look them over and they will call me back. If not today by Monday for sure.

Oldest asked me this morning if I had heard from the doc about the x rays. I told her she has another appointment Wednesday and we will find out more then. Which is not a lie, they didn’t tell me how bad she was on the phone. We looked it up online to see what treatments are available.  We want to  know something about it when we go in.

Other then that, I am at a loss for words. But so many thoughts are going through my head.

We made it through the doctor’s appointment on Friday. Little L only had to get 1 shot, I am very grateful for that one. Oldest had to get 2. L started crying the minute she got on the scales to be weighed. Actually it was the minute the nurse touched her head to see how tall she was. She lost it. Sobbed all the way down the hall, in the room as he checked her temp, measured her head and listened to her heart. I finally dug the paci out of the diaper bag and it helped for a little bit. Then on to Oldest, he took her temp, blood pressure, asked her some questions. He left and little L settled down and started to take a look around. Last time, she did really good while the nurse was in and she didn’t get upset until it was time for shots. This time…Oh Nelly! The doc came in, and she started crying again. We got through the question part, “are they eating a well balanced diet?” “Best I can get them to.” “Is L saying atleast 10 words?” “I believe she does, but don’t count on her to say them again, unless it is sissy. She loves saying sissy.” She said that both of them were on the high side of how much they should weigh for their age. L gained 5 pounds in 4 months. I don’t know how, she spits out more then she swallows and I told the doctor that. Apparently she drinks too much milk, I give her around 20 oz. a day, she should only get 16. Oldest doesn’t drink enough milk, she told the nurse guy she drank 2 glasses a day and he said she should drink more, but didn’t give her a number. Any concerns, she asked. Yes, Oldest still has a lump on her back that hasn’t gone away. She seemed as if she didn’t know what we were talking about, and she was the same doctor we seen last year, and the info should have been in her file for her to look at. So we told her about last year, in the ER and then coming in to see her. She looked at her back and checked out her heart. Everything sounded and looked good. Then she said that since she was a little overweight, that she wanted to run some blood work to see if she had any thyroid problems. She also ordered X-rays for her back that we still have to go have done. Also, she wants her to go see a physical therapist, that should be calling me sometime this coming week, for back strengthening exercises just in case it is just a muscle bulging out.

We got the blood work done on Saturday morning. She ordered a slew of tests to be ran, since Oldest had never had any type of blood work done before. They had to take 4 viles full. Oldest handled it really well. Only twice did she look as if she was saying “hurry up lady” with her eyes. She was starving by the time we got out, luckily dad told her to take some food. She scarfed down a pb and j sandwich on the ride home and wished she had made 2. Now I have to call to see about getting the x-ray. I don’t know if I need an appointment or if it is just walk on in. Then it is just waiting on results to see if there is anything to worry about with her back. The x-ray sheet does say Scoliosis check.

Little L also needs blood work, I have been putting that off since she turned 1. I was going to take them both in Saturday morning, but hubby said he didn’t want to have to hold her down 2 days in a row to have someone poke a needle in her. Excuse me? Who held her down? Hello, I think I did that! Thank you very much!

Thanks for reading! 🙂

 

Just like all other tweens and teens right now, Oldest loves her some boy bands. One Direction and 5 Seconds of Summer are her 2 favs. All I hear most of the day is how great they are, how talented, how cute. Give this momma a break all ready! It didn’t help that for Christmas, the majority of her gifts were of one band or the other. Needless to say her walls are covered with their faces, even her ceiling has pictures looking down on her.  She also follows them on Twitter.  Why not right? 

Yesterday, I was going over her finished lessons and she picked up her phone. I was talking to her, when all of a sudden she starts making this weird breathing noise. I looked up and her face is red and she has tears. Then she squeaked out, “Michael Clifford followed me!!” “Who?” I asked. She said it again trying hard to get it louder. I finally realized who she was talking about. I should have known right away though. It was a member of 5 Seconds of Summer or 5SOS as they like to be called. She dropped her phone and ran out of the room. I was yelling at her to breathe, breathe. She was practically hyperventilating.  Then I heard her telling her dad and grandma the news. Meantime, I looked at her account to see if it was really him. It had his profile pic but something seemed way off. She calmed down and came back in and said she had to check it out just to be sure. (Smart kid.)

She pulled her account up on the computer, clicked on the followers pic then typed in the guys name and it went to another account. Both had the same pics but the posts were different. I saw her excited look turn. She was a sad little girl. “I figured, it’s a fake account.” She said looking miserable. I told her I was sorry that it wasn’t the real guy. “That’s ok,” she said, then she got quiet.  “But if Harry Styles ever followes me…” “If Harry Styles ever follows you, I chimed in,  you won’t be able to say anything. I will just find you on the floor, passed out.” We both looked at each other and laughed. “Yep, you’re right about that one mom!” I know I am sweet girl, I know I am! 🙂