My Week

Or why I am on a carousel that never stops turning.  Who can tell me what show that comes from?  Anyone, anyone?  Heck does anyone even read this blog anymore?  I have really neglected it of late.  

Mr. Destructo is out of town again.  He left Monday morning.  My Monday went something like this we woke up at 6:30, left the house at 7:15, dropped Owl off with my sister, took Destructo to his occupational therapy evaluation at 8.  Left that at 9:30, got home at 10.  Went and got the oil changed in my car, drove back to pick up Owl.  Hung out with my sister and nephew for an hour or so.  Got back to my house around one.  Ate lunch at the speed of light and left 45 minutes later to get Kai to speech.  Got home from speech at 3.  Put Owl down for a nap and Kai down for quiet time.  Stared at the wall for 15 minutes.  Cleaned the kitchen and cooked dinner, fed kids dinner, played outside until 7.  Gave both boys a bath, my mom came over to spend the night, put both boys to bed.  Collapsed in a pile and dragged myself to my bed after watching TV with my mom for a half hour.

Tuesday was even busier.  I spent all day outside cleaning my patio and yard up.  We are planning on having Destructo's birthday party here and the yard has been neglected for so long.  So we fought spiders all day, got the entire patio cleaned up, part of the yard cleaned up.  Cooked chili for dinner for my sister and nephew, let Destructo have a play date with the next door neighbor.  Put both kids to bed and played Hay Day for way too long to unwind.

Today was super busy too.  I got up, cleaned the kitchen, had a play date with one of my friends and her daughter, went to lunch, went to the store, went to speech, then went to my sisters for dinner.  And all my days are like this now.  

Kai is in speech twice weekly, OT will be starting up once weekly, baseball practice once weekly, and a game each Saturday.  Add to that the doctor's appointments since we can't seem to stay healthy (two stomach bugs and a case of strep since I last complained about it) and other household responsibilities and I am on a carousel that never stops spinning.  Motherhood.  It is the most exhaustingly awesome thing ever.

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Scratch and Sniff Stickers

I am always searching for incentives to help with Destructo's behavior.  He likes stickers but not enough to do things or not do things.  But since he started speech I have discovered scratch and sniff stickers.

He loves to smell these over and over.  He is actively searching out things to do to earn a sticker.  I bought a big pack off of Amazon after I wasn't able to find them in any store.  The speech teacher also says she can get them at a teacher store.  But alas I am lazy and I like shopping from my couch.  On a side note if you don't have Amazon Prime  you can click my link and get a free thirty day trial.  I love it because I get two day shipping but on things that I can take longer to get, I always do the no rush shipping and get a dollar towards my next kindle book purchase.

Oh and Amazon subscribe and save.  Oh how I love thee.  But you can read more about that here.  This post wasn't really intended to extol the virtues of amazon.  But I went off on a bit of a tangent there.  And what is funny is that while I am busily typing this post up, my husband gets to grumbling about how Amazon doesn't even recommend books for him anymore.  It is all my crap.  He didn't know  I was posting about Amazon.  Maybe we have an unhealthy addiction.  Eh whatever.

Anyways I give Destructo a sticker if he helps out without me asking (or asking more than once), being well behaved, doing good at baseball, doing a particularly good job with his schoolwork, etc etc etc.  He sticks them on a chart that is hung above the couch since he likes kneeling on the couch and sniffing them.  This was discovered after I noticed he was sticking his stickers on my wall.  Ugh. So you guys should try them out.  They really do smell awesome.




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Make the sickness go away

Okay sickness sickness go away.  Don't come back any day.  Yes that is from the Daniel Tiger song about germs.  The illnesses have been insane this winter.  What calamity has struck us now you might ask?  Pneumonia.  Sweet little Owl has pneumonia.  

 Thank goodness for baby wearing to save me and my arms.  He just wants to snuggle momma all day.  My Beco is invaluable.  At least I can snuggle Owllie while still having my hands free to you know do important things like play Hay Day or goof off on Facebook.

Thank goodness we caught the pneumonia early and got him started on antibiotics.  It was only in one lobe on one side of his lungs.  Always trust your mommy instincts.  He has never had a fever past 102.  Destructo runs super high 104-105 fevers any time he gets sick but thus far Oliver never has.  That was the main reason I brought him into the doctor as quick as I did when he spiked the fever.  

Long story short yay for baby wearing, boo for pneumonia and sickness.

Making a Hard Choice

Ugh.  I am in the process of making the choice to put my cat down.  She is 14 1/2 and not eating.  She has lost a lot of weight.  I took her into the vet and had some blood work done but nothing came back for sure.  The vet thinks she either has pancreatitis or irritable bowel syndrome or some sort of bowel cancer.  

My poor girl not feeling well

She just won't eat no matter what I try.  I have tried prescription cat food, dry food, canned cat food, milk, cheese, tuna, cat nip, chicken, eggs, chicken broth, cat treats, and pretty much anything I have eaten in the hopes of getting her to eat something.  Anything.  She just won't eat.  The most I have gotten since last Wednesday is her to lick one bite of something.

So why is this decision so hard you might ask?  Because the cat is still happy, affectionate, and acting fairly normal.  You know minus not eating.  I hate to put her down if there is any chance that she comes out of this.  But I also don't want her to suffer at all.  Why does being an adult and making stupid adult decisions have to be so darn hard?

Can someone make this decision for me? Dang being an adult.  For now I am going to sit here with my cat until I finally decide on something.  And then I will probably take the easier way out and make Mr. Destructo take her to the vet because I don't know that I can be there when the vet puts her to sleep.  I never in a million years thought I would come to realize that my horse dying the way she did was for the best but it was.  I never could have made the decision to put her to sleep because she was like my kid.  Her unexpected death sucked more than anything I have ever been through in my life thus far and not a day goes by that I don't miss her but at least she spared me the pain of having to decide what to do when her time had come.  

My cat has been a good cat that is for sure.  To me at least.  She has been my constant companion for nearly fifteen years and I will miss her dearly.  Mostly in the evenings when I am on the couch blogging, watching TV, staring at the wall listening to the silence because she is always up against my leg keeping me company.  She slept on my feet many a night.  When I do finally decide something or she dies on her own, she will for sure be very missed.  (But I won't miss the cat puke, litter box, and expensive bags of food haha.)  Why can't pets live longer than they do?

Back in her healthy days