Friday, August 09, 2013

Ups and downs.

I know I know it's been a while.  You try dealing with a 4 year old diabetic, a 16 year old hoodlum and my 15 year old drama queen.  Life this last year has been nothing short of HELL.  I just do not know where to start.

My son moved in with his biological grandmother back in February.  He failed a polygraph as to if he had ever touched his little sister inappropriately.  So he had to go live there.  She decided in June that she did not want to maintain custody of him That he was too much work.  Believe me I get it. He has to go to therapy 4 days a week and it's frustrating having to drive back and forth.  So when it came to what to do, he wasn't going to come back to live in the house with his sisters. Just no way that was going to happen. He refuses to tell the truth, still cannot be honest about his interactions. He refuses to grow up and man up to what he's done to everyone.

A month after that happened, Sarah Dennis and I went to Utah and picked up Sarah's Chocolate Candy. A Diabetic Alert Dog for Sarah.  This dog has alerted from the day we got her.  Literally the first minute she met Sarah it was awesome to see.  I love this dog.  She's beautiful, Funny, happy and a handful all in one.  I have never enjoyed the presence of a dog as much as this one.  She doesn't alert 100% of the time that's more our fault than hers. I don't think we are catching it.  But she does periodically and get's better as we go along.  We have been training her to fetch the meter case when Sarah is low and she does good with that :)

Ashley finished her first year of high school. She is the biggest drama queen, I love her she's such a helper with Sarah I couldn't ask for a better helper.  She know's almost as much as I do about Sarah's pump and insulin testing etc.  It's awesome.  But she is 15 now and driving...ARGHHHH at least with her permit.  And believe me many times I have to close my eye's or look away :).

Fast forward to last month and Jeffery needed some place to live, since he couldn't come home to us since we have the girls, Child Protective Services was the only option.  Jeffery is living in Mesa now in the custody of  CPS, so technically he's a foster child.  He's supposedly doing well however he calls us literally daily and I've had to go out there to deliver medication, get his enrollment paperwork for school and everything else.

And last but not least.  Ashley started her first day of her Sophmore year of school.  I'm not ready for this. I want my baby back. I don't want her to grow up.  Sarah starts school on the 20th. She will be in pre school again but I love her school.  So paying for pre school is totally worth it all :)

Monday, June 10, 2013


It's the middle of the year.  It's the time of the year that I lost two of my most favorite people in the world 6 and 8 years ago.  I am in so much pain, I want nothing to do with anyone.  I am snappy to my children and stressed out.  I've alienated friends and seriously don't know how to cope.  The doctor increased my medication but I've not been taking it long enough to see any measurable difference.  I cry constantly. I cry for stupid stuff and my heart truly hurts.

Spent this past weekend at Disneyland with my oldest daughter, my 4 year old daughter and a friend of my oldest daughter.  It was pleasurable but if I stopped for just a second the sadness and stress overwhelmed me.  I hurt in so many ways.  My heart hurts, my head hurts I'm having a very very hard time carrying on.  I'm just plain hateful to my husband, holding anger for misdeeds from long ago. I sleep now more than ever before.  I have no desire to do anything.  Nothing seems to bring me happiness except for a few rare moments with my daughters.

My son is a whole other story.  He's living with his biological grandmother. Has been since February,  this too is part of my sadness.  I miss him. But I am so angry at him.  Angry because at 16 he know's what needs to be done but yet he doesn't seem to care to fix it.  He yells at his father and I like it's our fault he's not home with us.

I feel terrible for my teen daughter. I feel like I am failing her for relying so much on her to help with her little sister.  Diabetes is killing me and i'm not even the one with the disease.  I cry myself to sleep often thinking about my daughter so much so that I cannot function fully during the day and have to ask my teenage daughter to watch her little sister so I can take a nap.  I hate this.  I hate not having control.  I have not being able to be the mother I know I should be.

I hate the fact that I feel like I have absolutely no support from my extended family.  My twin sister and I barely talk. My brother and I had a terrible falling out and he wants nothing to do with me ever again (over something stupid and not my fault but I get blamed anyways)  My mother doesn't care.  I've never been her favorite. I truly believe that part of it is my weight.  I"m not the beautiful daughter.  I'm overweight and she's always been ashamed of me.  She's never outwardly said it but once when I was pregnant with my daughter and I asked her to attend a prenatal appointment and they said my weight outloud I heard my mother say "Jesus Christ Catherine that's ridiculous."....I don't think I was meant to hear it..but I did.  And that leads to another things.
I hate myself.  I'm so overweight. I feel terrible. I feel like I truly am not the beautiful person I know I can be.  I cant seem to resist eating everything. I want to lose weight so bad. but at the same time...I have no willpower.  I have no energy. But then again eating right and exercising costs money...It's not like I can just go outside in the 110 degree weather and take a walk...but by the time the end of the day rolls around and it cools down I just cannot motivate myself to move after working all day then coming home to make dinner and finish off my day...

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Have you ever?

Have you ever wondered what life would be like without diabetes?

Before diabetes I never thought twice about handing my daughter a snack such as gold fish.  I never thought about her taking a drink out of my soda or a juice pack.  I never thought twice about handing her a peanut butter sandwich or a cookie.  I never thought about handing her an apple.

We are heading into our second anniversary since Sarah's diagnosis.  It has changed our lives in so many ways.  But to be honest, not all bad.

I have made so many friends since Sarah was diagnosed with Diabetes.  One family that lives very close to me has a son who is almost a teenager,  the bond that he and Sarah share is beautiful.  He loves her as much as she loves him.  Her eye's light up at the mention of his name.  Every time they meet they hug and I nearly come to tears each time I see them together.  They are 9 years apart, but the bond they have is immeasurable.

I am more aware of what my family is eating.  With diabetes comes carb counting and fat content as well as fiber content.  I know if something will affect her blood sugar more than another thing.  Funny thing is an Oreo cookie does not affect her blood sugar as quickly and as ferociously as an apple does.

I am more aware of the illnesses that are nearly invisible to others.  Things like Celiac's disease (which I had never heard of before Sarah's diagnosis.)  It's amazing all the things that you learn when you have a child who is diabetic.

Many days like today I would love to give diabetes back.  I would love to not have to insert a insulin pump site as my 4 year old squirms to get a better view of the TV all the while telling me I am mean because I am causing her pain.  I would love to be able to take away her pain however it's just not possible.

Today is Sarah's 4th birthday.  as she sits and plays I am amazed by how much she has grown since she was diagnosed. She is so strong.  I wish I had one tenth of the strength that she has.  She is my hero.    

Saturday, February 09, 2013

Reaching for the Stars...Or a Diabetic Alert Dog

Sarah will be turning 4 years old on February 24th.  I cannot believe it has almost been two years since she was diagnosed on May 25th, 2011.  At only 27 months our entire world changed.

For months before Sarah's Second birthday we knew something was wrong.  She kept having problems with diaper rashes and being sick off and on.  It was terrible and we could not figure out what was going wrong. The doctor just kept saying that the diaper rashes were yeast infections and that it was completely normal and since she was almost 2 she needed to be potty trained.

Fast forward to her second birthday, her party was planned for the Saturday of her birthday, everything was set to go and suddenly she was very sick,  she had the stomach flu for 3 days and right after that happened she started being very lethargic, would lay in bed for hours just watching TV and sleeping. She would drink huge amounts of water and juice so much that she would literally pee through her diaper sometimes 2 and 3 times a night, she wouldn't eat food  she just really wanted nothing to do with anything.  At her two year appointment she weighed 25 lb's two, almost three months later she was down to 20 lb's.  It was devastating to see my baby girl wasting away and have the doctor just keep telling us that she was fine.

I finally put my foot down and on May 20th I took Sarah to the doctor and complained that they absolutely must figure out what is wrong.  Well since she had eaten food already the doctor said they could not test her for diabetes.  So he sent us home to come back in 5 days after fasting. It was a very long weekend waiting to go back to the doctor on Wednesday.  When we showed up to the doctors office they took us back to the nurses room. My 13 year old daughter was with us as well.  They pulled out a Blood Sugar Meter and poked her finger.  I saw the number... 185...I had no clue what a normal blood sugar number was.  Was it high???  The nurse asked me if we had let Sarah eat or drink anything.  I responded nope...She immediately rushed out of the room and called the doctor downstairs.  She walked back in five minutes later and said that the doctor wanted to see us immediately.  We walked downstairs just knowing something was wrong.  Wishing I had my cell phone (I had left it at home) I text-ed my husband from my oldest daughters cell phone and told him that I had a feeling Sarah was really going to be diagnosed with Diabetes.  (all of the signs above, the losing weight, the excessive thirst just pointed to it happening)  I finally had enough.

Within minutes of getting downstairs the doctor was in the room with us, telling us how sorry he was that he should have accepted my fear and concern.  That we needed to rush home, get clothing and childcare together for the next 3-5 days and rush back across town to Phoenix Children's hospital. We went home and  on the way to the hospital we stopped to get Sarah something to eat as she was crying from hunger. We let her eat part of a corn dog and some diet soda.  Once we got to the hospital when I told them Sarah's name they literally rushed us to a waiting room, Luckily my husbands mom and grandmother met us there to get our two oldest kids from us.  Once in the hospital room they put in an IV and took blood and then had to catheterize her to get urine as she was not potty trained and they needed to check for ketones.

Sarah was quite the trooper over the next 4 days in the hospital.  However her father and I were devastated   We had no idea what we could do to make her feel better. She slept through a lot of the days and we took classes and talked to counselors and muddled through.  I remember on the first night we were in the hospital the nurse came in at 4 am and said that Sarah's blood sugar was over 500 and we needed to give her insulin and since I was awake, now was as good of a time as ever to learn how to do it.  I was laying the the bed with Sarah about to give her a shot...Seriously they thought I should poke her with a needle!!! Seriously!!!  I cried seriously cried that I was going to have to poke her! The nurse drew up the insulin and handed me the needle and said to go for it.  Sarah was asleep, didn't feel a thing.  Things over the next few days got easier. But it sure sucked giving my kid shots and poking her fingers!

Fast forward and it's almost been 2 years since we started this journey.  Last year Sarah got an insulin pump  which has made life a little bit easier.  Sarah now get's insulin through a device that hangs off her belt and a catheter is inserted under her skin every 3 days.  This device leads me to the second most important device that will help us with her diabetes.  A Diabetic Alert Dog. 

A Diabetic Alert dog will change her life. This animal will have the ability to tell us when Sarah's blood glucose is going too low or is even too high.  This dog will be her constant companion 24 hours a day.  Eventually the dog may even get a chance to go to school with her.  Since Sarah is so young, she does not know or cannot convey to us that her blood sugar is low or high.  Low blood sugars below 40 can cause serious issues including killing brain cells and possibly as it goes lower, death.  This dog will be able to tell us when her blood sugar gets to the 80 range which is when she really needs to be corrected.

This dog costs $2000 and is being purchased from a great breeder KC Owens from This woman spends her time imprinting the dogs from the time they are born to know what a low blood sugar smells like and what they should do to alert either the diabetic or the diabetic's partner/parents.

This dog will literally save my daughters life every day.  I cannot wait to get it.  However it costs money. A lot of money,  Money which after paying huge co pays and deductibles each month leaves us with very little left for such a big expense.  Which is why I am coming to my friends on my blog and my friends friends.  Asking for a donation.  Donations can be sent to me via Paypal @ or via a website that we set up for Sarah for donations  The problem is that there is a fee to use the site and it eats up a lot of the donations.  The third way is to contact the breeder directly at her website and forward a donation to her with Sarah Pittman's name on it. If you would like to talk to me you can email me at my email above or contact me on FaceBook  

Thank you!

Monday, December 17, 2012


Life is rough.  It does not give us anything that we do not earn. And when you take something you have not earned. You are stealing.  If you are not willing to work for something then you do not deserve it.

So much pain

The last few days have been such a blur.  The pain I feel in my heart seems to be overflowing lately.

Many people do not know this but I have a twin sister.  She was born two minutes after me and ever since then I have talked to her almost every day, if not twice a day.  She was my support when I went through my divorce in 2004, and then let me live with her and her husband in 2005 when I moved from Missouri.  She was what I considered my best friend.  And then last year something happened that has torn us apart.  The last year of my life has been filled with pain for both of us. Neither of us can fix the wrong. But we still are divided by this.  I want it to be over but our respective spouses will never back down and thus our relationship will never be exactly the same.  And things happen in life that we cannot always go on the same way as we always have I understand that and respect that and have faith that God will provide the knowledge and understanding for things to change.  It's just very hard that one day our children were best friends and now a year later, they do not get to see each other as often because of this rift.  Please whomever is out there, pray for us. Pray that God can heal the pain and strife between us.

Second,  The recent murder of the 20 innocent children in Newtown Ct. has my heart overflowing with pain and anguish.  Every night I go to bed praying that my daughter will wake up in the morning.  That blood sugars will not go crazy in the night and that I will be able to hold her in my arms.  The parents of the 20 children will not get to hold their children any longer.  Their children have been sent to God and he will now watch over them.  They were innocent and did not deserve to spend their last minutes in this world in the Hell that the jerk created. I will not name him, I will not allow his name to be burned into my brain, he does not deserve what little inkling of brain cells it takes to remember his name.

It's not to say I don't understand mental illness.  However I do not believe that if you are mentally ill, you do not have some semblance or knowledge that something is going wrong in your head and that you should seek help.  I have a severe form of depression, I have for years. It drives me to be seriously distraught in normal life issues. So I take medication.  I watch myself for signs that the depression is rearing it's ugly head, and then two years ago anxiety creepily snuck it's way in. I manage my anxiety and depression, watching closely for things to change, because I do not want to be one of those people.  My husband and son are both bi-polar, both of them require medication, neither have ever desired to harm people.  However both have done things they do not remember doing but never intentionally. It's so darn hard really. To make a decision. What do you do..But at least TRY to remember that in life you must take care of yourself and if you do not feel like you can then you need to turn it over to someone to help you medically because you cannot go on in life and allow innocent lives to be destroyed.

Monday, September 10, 2012

Hell called Diabetes

Long before this hell we call Diabetes I never held my daughter down to pour sugar down her throat. Although many people believe that is how our children have become diabetic. I never had to hold her down and force her to drink juice. It was never a matter of forcing her to eat food to bring her blood sugar up. Long ago I was able to just let her throw her fit and eventually she would eat...we
ll because all kids do! I don't have the luxury of just saying...big deal she will eat when she get's hungry, because as the mother of a diabetic we don't get that option anymore. Waiting it out means the possibility of a low and life threatening blood sugar. It sucks so bad that we need a cure so bad. I hate this disease. I hate the fact that my teenage daughter and son have had to grow up in the last year and a half learning how to help hold down her sister. Learned to run to grab a cup of juice in an emergency, even having to find the red box of Glucagon once. It sucks...very much...

And every day we struggle to lengths no one else but another parent of a diabetic understands.  

Every day I wake up and hold my breath until I reach my daughter. Praying that she is breathing.  And when she takes the breath...I nearly want to cry.  God is good to us.  But at the same time...I need to have more faith that I can do this.  

Sunday, August 19, 2012

An honor for my daughter

Today is the day that I laid down on a bed and allowed someone to push needles into my back for over an hour.  To honor my daughter. My beautiful baby girl that was diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes over a year ago.  Each time I felt pain I thought to myself how painful the disease must be for her. Each day enduring 8-14 finger pokes.  Each day for the first year of her diagnosis getting 8-10 shots per day of insulin.  Now every 3 days getting the site changes that allow her to use an insulin pump to administer insulin every 3 minutes and each day of her life.  It is amazing to me how strong she is. So today I was strong.  But even at my strongest. My beautiful baby girl still sat next to the table where I laid and held on to mommy's hand.  She stroked my hair and loved on me as the needles sliced into my skin.  But every time I winced in pain she was telling me it was ok.  Much like I do for her. I am so blessed.  Blessed by a little girl who over a year ago was so skinny, fragile and lethargic you would not have guessed she was the same child she is now.  Every  minute of every day I think about what my daughter's life is like now.  It's hard to remember the short time of her life she didn't have diabetes.  In the not too distant future she will have diabetes for longer than she didn't have Diabetes.  I want to change my daughter's life.  We need a cure.  And we need it now.  Please think about donating to a great cause.  The cure for diabetes is needed.  Go to this link , Donate to a great cause.  The one that may save my daughter's life.  The cause that I hold so dear to my heart because I know that one day.  Somehow, Someway my daughter will have a cure.  


Sunday, June 24, 2012

It's here it's here!!!!

Sarah's pump got here last week. It's an Animas Ping in blue. It is awesome. I cannot wait until Tuesday for the setup of the pump. I cannot believe that it's taken this long to get this taken care of.  Sarah is only 3 and doesn't really care too much either way I guess.  I have been sewing quite a bit lately and because I want Sarah to have pump pouches to keep her pump safely at her hip.  Here's some pictures. 

 The middle picture is Sarah wearing her new Princess Dress.  I made it from some fabric from JoAnn's.  I couldn't pass it up I knew she would love it.  It took me about 20 minutes to do it because it already had the elastic sewn in so I wouldn't have to do it myself :).

Please pray that Sarah does well on the pump for something that costs $ better be worth the frustration it took to get it!

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Living on the edge.............

There are days that I sit in my chair at home exhausted.  Emotionally, physically, everything. It seriously is hard to just breathe.  There are so many things in life now that were not there thirteen months ago. It is so frustrating.  and I hate it.  My 3 year old daughter deals with a life threatening disease every single day of her life.  And it is not fair.  And then I remember....Life is not Fair!  a Fair is where you go in the fall and you ride rides and drink lemonade and eat huge turkey legs and cotton candy.  Life will never be fair and if I continue to go down the path of life thinking that life is fair...well I'm not going to be a very good person in life. I will become bitter. So ....I am thankful.

I am thankful that Frederick Banting was able to invent insulin. His ability to make this life sustaining medication has changed my daughters life.  It took my daughter from a 1-2 year life expectancy after her diagnosis to now she can live a life full and active and great. Thank you GOD!

I am thankful that I have a great job.  That job provides good (not great but Good) medical insurance.  That medical insurance provides insulin needles, test strips, insulin and other supplies.

I am thankful for my friends in the Diabetic Online Community.  Without them I would not be able to function daily.  I get to get answers 24 hours a day because well...we are always awake. They have given so much one mother after knowing that I did not own a Blood Ketone meter was nice enough to send me some and some strips, they are not cheap but people were willing to share. That makes me thankful that God has brought me these people in my life at a time I so desperately needed them.

I am thankful for my children.  My teenagers help so much every day.  They have had to go without because of Sarah's diabetes.  The significant expense involved has drastically altered our financial situation. The two teens have taken it in stride and are willing to wait a little longer to get things because the money just isn't "there" as fast as it used to be.

I am thankful for my husband. He get's to put up with Sarah's mood swings from high's and lows as well as my mood swings from the stress.

I am thankful for my belief in God.  My life has had many ups and downs.  And with each up and down.  I have been able to pray and get reassurance that he is still there and better things are ahead for us. And Please Lord let there be a cure one day.

I am thankful for my life.  It is great.

Saturday, May 05, 2012

Trying to Keep up...

So often in life it seems like I am two steps ahead in one area while I am four steps behind in other ways. Diabetes seems to have life running around in circles.  Soon we will be looking into getting a pump. I cannot wait.  I really believe that this will help us get a better control over her blood sugar.  I'm tired of having to stab her with needles all the time. She deserves the one stab every three days...That will be so much nicer for her. But then again there will be so many new things to learn.  It feels like diabetes is just a constant learning curve. There is no darn way we can keep up with the new technology and everything else. So Frustrating.  Just need a few days of sleep to catch up lol....

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Trying to be healthier...we shall see

The last few months I have been thinking more and more about what we put into our bodies in the Pittman house.  With Sarah having to check her blood sugar constantly and us needing to constantly keep a log of her carbs etc. I find myself reading the labels of all of the food that we consume. This new found review of nutrition labels told me that we were putting way too darn much crap into our bodies. 

Years ago I used to can food at home.  Fruits and Vegetables galore.  I loved doing it. But it is a time consuming process and can be a costly start up.  Jars cost between 10-15 dollars for a dozen (they usually come with the lids and rings) and then you keep reusing the jars and rings but have to buy lid's each time. It's just not worth reusing the rings as it's a safety hazard.  You will also need a pressure canner (Water boils at 212 degrees,  it is impossible to kill the bacteria etc with just a water bath canner (how they did it in the older generations and please remember, many families were wiped out because of botulism etc so use a pressure canner.)  Now you can use a water bath canner for things like tomato's and high acid foods  I have not yet done this as I've not seen tomato's and things like that on sale enough that I want to do my own salsa...but that's coming.  Because nothing tastes better than home made salsa!

My oldest daughter Ashley and I started out with potato's which are incredably simple.  We measured out and got everything right.  And we now have over 24 jar's of yellow and red potato's.  We then moved on to carrots which were easy as can be.  Tonight we are doing Beans.  You can call them refried beans however because of how thick refried beans are we do not yet mash the beans until we are ready to use them however once they are done and canned, they are ready to eat out of the jar if you want..but I like them mashed.  For now they are just Pinto Beans with lot's of seasoning.  We added garlic, onions and a little taco seasoning.  That way once we get them out of the jar...they are ready to be mashed and eaten...YUMMY!

This summer as new foods come into season and are available, I plan on canning more of the foods we as a family eat a lot of.  Potato's are not unhealthy per se but I found that we as a family ate a lot of dried potato's and boxed potato's.  This way we just open the jar and drain the water off and either heat them up to mash them or toss them in a frying pan to fry. or toss them in a roasting pan to roast (heat up because they are already cooked I mean)

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Can never forget...The first time I gave my 2 year old a shot

I will never forget... It's only been 7 months. I remember the day as if it was yesterday. I remember the nurse, his name was Chris coming into the room and telling me her Sugar was @ 287 and we needed to "correct" her. I still hate that's like there's something wrong with my daughter. I was holding my daughter in my arms while I slept. Her tiny body hooked up to an IV and the nurse walked me through figuring out the right dose. He handed me the insulin syringe and told me that I need to just pinch up her skin on her leg and push it in like a dart. I started crying. Chris sat down next to me, my husband was asleep in the couch/bed next to us not knowing the pain I was going through. As Chris guided me through giving my daughter the first shot of hundreds I have had to give her I cried. I am crying now thinking of it. How her body tensed up even in her sleep, not knowing what her mommy was doing. Hours later as she went low at 4am. I tried to rouse her to drink the 15carbs worth of juice and I cried again as she asked me to let her please sleep. Luckily she was able to drink in her sleep. And as I held her that night and the 2 nights after that we stayed in the hospital. All I could do is pray. Pray that my baby would one day see a cure. Now 9 months later. I'm praying for a pump, knowing that a cure may possibly ...maybe come in her lifetime...

Friday, October 07, 2011

Ups..and Downs...

In the last few months we are getting into more of a status quo. It's so frustrating though because Sarah's levels will be good for a few weeks..and then we have to send over the numbers to the Endocrinologist and get it reviewed to have her levels changed. It's so frustrating. I want my princess to have better levels and things like that. I think I'd really like to get her on a pump and a cgm however hubby is totally not into that. he thinks that Sarah will have to slow down and might get caught on the tubing and such. I'm honestly not sure what will happen. I've been praying out it. God will lead us in the right direction I know.

My two oldest kiddos Jeffery 14 and Ashley 13 had parent teacher conferences today. Ashley did splendid and got all A's and a C in math. (WOOT WOOT Go Baby!!) and Jeffery did ok. He did get an F and a D, he know's the consequences of those grades however. I just hope the kiddos realize high school starts next year and if they keep messing around, they will be in a world of hurt.

I'm trying to find a beautiful piece of Jewelry for Sarah. I hate the huge charm she has to wear right now because it was cheap and quickly delivered. I hope somewhere someone has a beautiful piece of jewelry suitable for a 2 year old. Who ever thought..Hey I want to buy my 2 year old a piece of medical alert Jewelry. I want to buy a pair of low cost diamond earrings or sapphires...not a medic alert necklace (she won't wear a bracelet) Ideally I would love to buy her a cross necklace that doubles as a medical alert necklace as she loves my cross necklace that I have been wearing. Now to get back to searching for the right thing for our Princess.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Facts on Diabetes

Every 36 minutes a child in the United States is diagnosed with Type 1 Diabetes.

What is Type 1 Diabetes?
Type 1 diabetes occurs when the body's immune system attacks and destroys cells in the pancreas. Beta cells normally produce insulin, a hormone that helps the body move the glucose contained in food into cells throughout the body, which use it for energy. But when the beta cells are destroyed, no insulin can be produced, and the glucose stays in the blood instead, where it can cause serious damage to all the organ systems of the body.

Frequently Asked Questions about Type 1 Diabetes
Can children with Type 1 Diabetes grow out of the disease?
Nope... not unless a cure is found

What’s the difference between type 1 and type 2 diabetes?
Type 1 is an autoimmune disorder in which a person’s pancreas stops producing insulin. There is no cure for type 1.

Type 2 is a metabolic disorder in which a person’s body produces insulin, but is unable to use it effectively. Often times it can be controlled through diet and exercise.

What causes type 1 diabetes?
The causes are not entirely understood, but scientists believe both genetic factors and environmental triggers are involved.

What are the warning signs of type 1 diabetes?
•Extreme thirst
•Frequent urination
•Sudden weight loss for no reason
•Increased appetite
•Changes in vision
•Sweet odor on breath

Wednesday, August 10, 2011


Sarah has recently had a lot of high's and lows. THis is indicative of the honeymoon phase of diabetes. This sucks. I'm so frustrated on the ups and downs and love the in betweens though! :).
Sarahis so good about the medications and pokes and sticks. We don't test her in the middle of the night yet however we are going to be possibly doing that since we find her to be so high lately.
If we don't continue to watch her very closely who know's what will happen.

Our two oldest kids continue to learn however the hubby and I have not had much of a chance lately to go out just us. I kind of miss it but at the same time I would be willing to give up date nights to make sure my baby girl is healthy. I'm pretty lucky that my twin sister is willing to learn to help so she will be taking a class on diabetes and how to administer her medication and everything. This is doubly important with my husbands health since we never know if he will ever need to go into the hospital. We don't want to have to just leave him alone in there because I have to take care of the baby. And if he's in the hospital I can't work unless she is able to help take care of Sarah.
I'm trying not to let diabetes take over our life however, in a way...we have no choice. Our lives are caught up in test strips, carbohydrates, exercise, and testing as well as shots...and it sucks. But Sarah is our miracle...The one I was told I should never ever be able to have because I wasn't supposed to be able to get pregnant.

I am so blessed. Three children...two of my heart. One of my womb and three joy's of my life.

Sunday, July 03, 2011

Missions Trip for the Teenagers

A little over a week ago we dropped off our two oldest children at our Church. They were leaving to Yakima Washington to minister and help the Yakima Indians. We thought this would be a great trip for our children. Help them learn that those less fortunate deserved to have help. My son came back with a great understanding and a letter from one of the teachers as to my son's gift with children. And how they hope one day he will take hold of that gift and give back. (I'm thinking a youth minister one day? Hopefully) My daughter came back gabbing and gabbing about how great the trip was and a letter saying that if she would stop talking she could be great at details and such. I already knew this about her.

But then my son told on his sister, There were boys and girls both, segregated for bedtime however my daughter decided to act like the adult she is she is only 13 and yet in a 17 year old girls body. She had her first kiss...and her second...and her third...all the while supposedly under the watchful supervision of the Pastor of our church and the youth pastor and one other member of our church. The kids were given free time and they utilized that free time in ways I wish were not allowed. I'm saddened that my daughter did not use the talks we had a million times and the knowledge she has about what is right and wrong and instead decided to indulge in behavior way beyond her years. But at the same time I struggle to decide what I should do about this. I have an email written to the boys' mom (the boys are a set of Triplets that are 16 years old!)but I hesitate to send it. The boys should know better. Just as my daughter does. One of the boys was told by the female teacher how inappropriate it was for a 16 year old boy to be a boyfriend of a 13 year old girl. I'm glad she intervened when she knew something was up. But I still sit here anxious and sad. If I am not supposed to keep them home and never let them out of my am I supposed to keep them safe when they won't even heed the warnings we have tried and tried to instill in them. This is definately going to prompt a lot more "talks" about right and wrong. And a whole lot more praying on my part that my children do what God has written and keep pure....

Wednesday, June 08, 2011

Dread...But a rebirth

Three months ago started a new journey in our lives. My daughter Sarah started drinking a lot, and having huge overfilled diapers. On top of that was a constant diaper rash. Constant requests for more juice/water/milk/soda (her idea of soda is about 4tbsp of soda to 1 cup of water). But Sarah was still lethargic a lot. Didn't want to go outside nor did she want to just be a little girl. Most of her days were spent in my bed, watching TV. Eating a little...But mostly..sleeping and drinking.
Finally I could deal with it no longer. She had been in and out of the doctors office for the diaper rash as it was horrible, and each time he would say to use the cream and it would get a little better, until we stopped the cream and then it got bad again.

I put all the symptoms together..hit up Google and found what I wish was better news. The first website I came across said it was likely to be diabetes. Finally I went into her pediatrician requesting to be tested for diabetes. He gave me "the look" you know the look. The one that tells you that you've spent a little too much time googling and to please let the doctor do what he knows. Yeah well they call it practicing for a reason!!!

Finally we got out diagnosis...and instantly we were shoved into the hands of the capable staff at Phoenix Childrens Hospital. This hospital is truly a gift. The nurses were all incredably caring. Showing us how to give our baby girl the best chance at growing up normal all the while still caring for her. Sarah was loved by each person she was cared for by. My two teenagers were invited to play and have fun with Sarah and it was overall a great stay. Although we struggled with numbers for a little while it's getting better.

We have now been out of the hospital for a week and a half, Sarah is now willing to give you the finger she wants you to poke to check her sugars. She is thriving. One night around 9:30pm I was trying to wind her down for bedtime when she was not having it. She was jumping all around, laughing and playing and being a crazy 2 year old. I thought..Oh no..her sugar must be off. I tested her blood and she was perfect. Then I had to think for a minute...oh wait..this is what a NORMAL 2 year old with good blood sugars should be like.

We are adjusting to a new normal. Instead of a 2 second check to make sure we have diapers and wipes and a cup in a bag for a trip to the store or the mall, we now have to pack snacks and water and a blood monitor. Don't forget the insulin and emergency sugar(for her a juice box). Make sure we have enough alchol wipes and cotton balls, Syringes and bandaids. The actual prep to just leave the house now takes 15 minutes. Luckily my teenagers are the greatest. They know all the things she can have and help to pack her up every time we leave. I honestly think my husband and I are going to truly miss the teenagers when they go back to school in the fall. I don't know how single parents do this type of thing without the help and support of a true family.

In all the diagnosis hasn't changed anything...well except our budget, holy cow are diabetic supplies expensive as heck! We are still going on vacation next month although we are probably going to end up paying for additional bags now with all the stuff she will need. But I have my baby back. My hyper, mommy loving, playing little rug rat. She's loving her daddy and running and jumping and asking to go swimming and to the park. What more could a mom as for!!

Monday, February 28, 2011


It's been an amazing year.
My baby girl has gone from a barely walking toddling little princess to a full fledged toddler. She's running and hopping and jumping and giggling and cuddling and being a princess. She loves all things Curious George and Calliou. She talks and we are weaning her off the paci little by little. I'm amazed at her growth.

Add to all of the above, my two older children are officially mine. They became mine on 1/11/11 in a courthouse in Phoenix. They are officially mine. The day I received their birth certificates where the mom's name now stated mine, I cried. I love every minute of being a mom to those two kids. Granted they drive me nuts. Oh wow do they ever!!

Dennis and I are planning a family trip to New York in July. I can't wait to get to see the light in my children's eye's when they get to see the statue of Liberty. When we get to take them to see where our ancestors came through. And then the petting zoo at Central Park and a million other things we have planned in two weeks that we will be there.

God Thank you for my life and everything you have given me. My life is Blessed!

Saturday, May 08, 2010

"The Call"

I don't know if many people have heard this song as it is considered "Country" I heard it for the first time on my way home from work a few months ago. I cried for almost an hour afterwards. My family has been touched by suicide twice in the last five years. And I sometimes wish I knew how I could of stopped it. It's not possible... there will always be those that do it without any notice. Lord how I wish it was possible to spot things easier.
The song is my Matt Kennon ( )
There have been so many times I have picked up a phone and called people becuase I relize that it's been too long since I have talked. I hope that one day I am able to make someone realize that they are loved and when they make a decision to do something... that that decision affects so much more than just them.
When my uncle killed himself in 2005, it affected our entire family, all of his friends, his co-workers/bosses etc. I will forever remember the phone call I got. I will forever remember the last time I had talked to him about a week before he killed himself. I remember talking to him about having gastric bypass surgery and whether he felt it was a good idea. A week later, I never got to tell him how much I loved him, how I appreciated his fight to stay sober for so long. To tell him how much I looked up to him for his strength. To tell him that he was one of the reason's why I never went into drinking or drugs. Because I saw when he fell. But I was so damn proud of him when he rose up after that fall and how he became a Christian and how I envied his faith.
Two years after my uncle killed himself. My grandmother went into a deep depression, she said she wanted to die too. My grandfather took her and checked her into a psychatric care center a few days later they deemed her not a threat to herself. About a week later, my grandfather went to the store, came home and found her in the backyard...dead from a self inflicted gunshot wound.
For the second time in two years (almost exact to the day!) my family suffered a serious loss. I will forever remember, I was sitting at work (just as I was with my uncles death) I was sitting at lunch when the phone call came in. My life stopped in that second that I heard my cousin tell me that she was dead. that it was at her own hand. I cried for an hour. I walked upstairs to my boss and told her I was leaving work. I walked to my car and sat stunned beyond all belief for over an hour. My husband went with me to California. I sat there through the entire ceremony trying to figure out why. Why would my grandmother with children, grandchildren and great grandchildren do this. She had so much...but she had lost all hope, faith..everything when my uncle killed himself.

For the last almost three to five years I have been very angry at my grandmother and uncle for a multitude of reasons. My grandfather lost his son the day my uncle killed himself, and then two years later he lost his wife. My grandfather is 86 years old. It's not fair that he had to go through this. I am so happy that my grandfather is so strong. I love that man more than anything can express. He is the rock of my family. The person that I can always look to for a much calmer response. Wheras i'm an act now think later type of person. He is the calm down and take care of it slowly and weigh out the options type of person. But I can only imagine how he feels every day knowing that his son and wife have left him long before either of them should have.

My grandmother was one of the most supportive people I could have asked for when I was a kid and had severe depression. She was the person who when I went thru my divorce explained how much love I had and how I would get over everything. How God would provide a child for me in his time not mine.

the third (for my grandmother) and fifth (my uncle) anniversaries are coming up at the end of the month. I'm so scared. I'm so angry and I'm so sad... Depression is a horrible horrible thing in our family and as I sit here I am overwhelmed. I am sad. And I wish I could understand. Why...

Please everyone..remember and pray for those that suffer from mental illness..both seen and unseen...

Thursday, April 09, 2009

I cannot believe it's been six weeks.

I know they say that kids grow up too fast. But umm..I'm not really ready for this. I want, no NEED my baby to stay small. I love how I can cuddle her and love on her for hours on end. She has great control over her head now, she smiles and OMG I think my heart melts every time I see that smile.
She hit another smile yesterday too...She actually laughed.. I mean smiled and laughed out loud. I could not believe it. I had to go for my six week check up and when I was checking out the girls wanted to see her so I took her out of her car seat and we were standing there and I was talking to her because she was talking/babbling to me and all of a sudden she started laughing. I was surprised. She actually laughed. It was sooo darn cute. Also she is also smiling when you play with one of her rattles. I don't know who bought it for us but it was a baby shower gift and it's a horse I guess you could say that is pink (breast cancer awareness) and rattles and if you pull on the hanging thing it vibrates and she get's a huge HUGE kick out of it. I just love it.
Here are some photos from yesterday and today...

Saturday, April 04, 2009

Breastfeeding is but out!

OK I have to be honest. I do breastfeed my daughter. I love it and to me it's kind of a selfish act. To me it means one on one time I do not have to share with any other person. It means that my baby girl needs ME! and will continue to need me as long as I continue to feed her. I love her so darn much.
Lately though there have been some controversy about how far people are taking the breast feeding thing. Yes, it is my plan to continue breast feeding while I go to work. I also plan on breastfeeding/pumping once I go back to work in two weeks. In two weeks I will chug along with a breast pump and pump in some odd places. I don't have an office to go to each day. I may be home, I may be driving to odd places, I will be inspecting different odd places..but a few times a day I will plug in a breast pump into the aux port on my car and have a go. Because I do feel that breast milk is best. Breast milk is the cheapest option and...because I love my daughter and want what is best for her. I will inconvenience myself, and probably embarrass myself too. However I refuse to believe what people like this person : are saying. I may feel like a cow periodically however...I will always feel like a good mom for giving my baby girl what is best for her.
Oh and last week while in Vegas I was breast feeding my baby girl in public. OMG the horror, the Shame the complete lack of SHAME lol..Honestly I have a hooter hider (basically looks a apron that covers everything so see hte baby's feet and that's about it But someone noticed I was breastfeeding...Whatever!! This jackass has the audacity to come up to me and tell me "There are bathrooms for that kind of shouldn't do that in public it's rude." My immediate reply was very rude and very hateful....I advised him "take your damn dinner into the bathroom and eat and see how great it tastes...just where in the damn bathroom should I sit while I feed her??? On the toilet??? Honestly get over yourself because your a jackass I should what??" He huffed his little attitude away and I continued what I was doing. What in the world was I doing wrong? I don't feel that I did ANYTHING wrong. if I was sitting there with a boob hanging out (which I have seen in public and I Do think is RUDE because I have no desire to see anyone's boob...even if just the areaola is not visible cause it's in the kids mouth) or I was sitting there making a scene..but I wasnt..and my baby deserves to be fed on demand...just like my older kids when they are hungry...only luckily I can just hand them pop tarts and peanut butter m&m's and they are happy (I am just kidding..i'm not thrilled with the kinds of sugars and fats are in those so I try to feed them healthy snacks..honestly)


Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Happy One Month Birthday Baby girl

OK i'm a day late posting this but I've been busy and working sucks..But..Oh well I guess. Here is her one month photo of my baby girl.
On Monday she was 21" long and 8lb's 1 3/4 oz.


Monday, March 09, 2009

How is the economy affecting you?

My twin sister just found out last Thursday that she has lost her job. She was a manager at a book store and had been there for two years. They just came to her and said..Goodbye. What do you say to that? My sister is lucky though. She has a husband that owns his own business and he will be able to pay for the things the family needs. She will do fine with just her unemployment until she find another job.
This takes a toll on me too however. I used to stop by her work for lunch and we would enjoy a nice meal and now that's going to stop. We used to be able to go shopping (me normally window shopping her actually shopping) and that's going to stop. There is no more shopping going to happen.

I want my sister to be happy and she was not happy with the company she was working for. But it's still scary for her. and her family so for those out there that are able too. Please say a prayer that she is able to find a good job that is family friendly for her and her family.


Sunday, March 08, 2009

A real post...

Life has been quite different with a little seven pound baby requiring every second of my day to be regimented. She is so beautiful and so good. I am lucky that at night when I feed her she will go down for about four hours at a time. Unfortunately, she will wake up and want to fuss/be held, nurse for at least two hour's before going back down for three to four hours.

The kids love her and touch her and want to hold her and play with her. Unfortunately, there's not much anyone can do but me because I am breast feeding.

She is mine and she is beautiful.

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Some more photos

I promise when I have more time i'll write. But uh....i'm kinda tired people!!!

Saturday, February 28, 2009


A baby story

OK so the birth of Sarah Elizabeth Rene Pittman did not go exactly as planned. Here is the much as I can remember anyways...

Dennis and I arrived at the hospital at a little after 11pm for my induction. They had us go straight to Labor and Delivery. We were immediately walked into a room and asked to undress.. So on goes the hospital gown...and out went all modesty lol. Around midnight they put in my IV and started putting a bunch of bracelets on me.
A little after midnight I talk to my sister and tell her I will let her know when to come but since i'm only at a 3...there's no use in her coming to sit thru all of that and for her to go ahead, take a shower and go to sleep. Around 12:30 they put in the cervadil (cervex ripining gel) Everything was fine and dandy...until about half an hour later. When the pain began. Apparently not only does that stuff supposedly ripen your cervex, it makes the contractions start. I was in so much painby four AM that I could could not take it and asked for something to dull the pain. I don't remember the name of the drug...but it was good...and all I remember was asking if it was supposed to make me feel dizzy. I fell asleep so fast I don't remember her answer. I do however remember that the drug made me feel good and the pain went away and apparently made me slow down my breathing so they put me on oxygen at that point.
Sometime around six AM my sister came to the hospital and sat with me. I remember being dizzy and not real talkative. I know Dennis was joking around and I was not nice at all. Being in labor was not one of my greater points in life.

I don't remember what time the doctor came into break my water but I was only at a 3-4 cm at the time which was horrible after being in active labor for seven hours at the time. The doctor broke my water and OMG I was in so much pain I was crying I remember Dennis coming over and holding my hand and telling me I could squeeze his hand and he kissed me but it hurt so darn bad. It was miserable. While they were breaking my water they were also putting in the monitors for my contractions and the baby's heart rate.

Once the water was broke, I was begging for the epidural. They got Dr Black in and I was literally having contraction after contraction and felt like I was dying. Once the epi was placed however I was still feeling the pain. Supposedly because of the drugs I was on and the epidural, my blood pressure was quite low and they couldnt give me anything else. Honestly at that point I just wanted it over with!! LOL. But I wanted my baby. after laying in the bed and shifting onto my left and right side off and on, they huddled in the corner. I knew there was somthing wrong since the last two times I had moved to my right side, Sarah's heart rate plummeted below 100. That was a huge problem obviously... So...the nurse Lori rushed off and called the doctor. She came back within ten minutes..she had two pieces of paper in her hand. I knew right then and was about to be over..and it was not going to be the way I wanted it to be.

Lori came in and told me what was going on and asked me to sign for blood products "just in case" and to sign that I agreed to the c-section. The odd thing is, they never said anything to my husband. Only me. Like it was only my choice... However I didn't even feel like I had a choice..this was how it was going to be.

The anethesiologist came back in and changed some of the medication I was on and it was much better pain wise. When I finally got fully prepped I gave my sister a kiss goodbye and they walked my husband and rolled me back to the ER. The doctor said hello to me and told me he would take care of me. At this point I could not feel my legs and there was no way for me to even attempt moving from the gurney onto the operating table. They moved me and got me strapped down and at they checked how numb I was.. From about my boob's down.I was not feeling a darn thing.

Once the dr got in to the room, they had prepped me and they brought in my husband. He sat there holding my hand that had the IV in it and all we could do at that point was pray. Although I do believe I was crying too. It didnt feel like it took very long however Dennis said it took about half an hour before the baby was out. Then they said he could go over and check her out. We heard her cry and that was the best feeling in the entire world. Just hearing her was a huge weight off my chest.

They let Dennis go to the recovery room with Sarah while they kept me in the OR to put in a drain and a few other things.
When I finally got to the recovery room I was able to hold her again and they encouraged me to breast feed her too. I dozed off and on cause of the pain meds. Dennis said that everyone was was going to go get something to eat as no one had eaten since early that morning. Unfortunately, I had not eaten since 10pm the night before!!! OH the pain in the butt LOL I could not eat until after 11pm the day I delivered.

OK So my baby girl is now here. I'm so happy and I love her and she's perfect........

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

So Close I can almost TASTE it!

Today marks week number 39. I am officially full term and exhausted. Since I had a sinus infection and ear infection last week I have been miserable. Literally I cannot sleep, I cannot breath, I cough and just about wet myself every time. I am miserable. My belly is just totally bulging. I am miserable I cannot sleep without getting up forty times a night.

So tomorrow morning the dr's office will call and let me know when I get to go in for the induction.

I need this....

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Not much longer

Pregnancy Tickers

How much longer??

I am almost 39 weeks. I am officially HUGE but still so happy to be pregnant. I am excited she is moving so much. I wonder if her moving so much is indicative of her wanting to get the heck out. Literally she has not moved this much EVER until recently. I have had a bad headache for the last day or two because of my sinus'. Both kids are sick I swear I cant' catch a break. Valentines day one even gave me a darn piece of chocolate...go figure..I'm used to it though. cause well..unless I specifically ask for something or say I want's usually not going to happen..

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Am I going to make it??? HUH HUH???

I wonder some days if I am going to make it thru pre-teen years with my Step daughter. she's 11 and OMG...I truly wonder.

One of her few chores is to wipe down the kitchen counters. Today when I got home you could see the counters were WET and nothing had been cleaned off she merely swiped at them with a SOPPING wet sponge. So I called her in and asked if the counters were cleaned correctly. She indignantly yelled at me (which is the WRONG thing to do honestly!) that THEY ARE CLEAN. So I advised her ok. Then she could eat her supper right off of the counter and that would be fine for me. She hurumphed and got pissy and I asked her if they were really clean or if they needed wiped down again. Her attitude back to me was...Well if you want them YOUR clean then do it yourself. OMG..I am 9 1/2 months pregnant. I have been working 60 hours a week to pay for HER extra curricular activities and she said that to me!!! Needless to say her father quickly broke in before I rang her little neck.

Monday, February 09, 2009

OK what else do I need?

As far as my baby shower this past weekend I got all of the big stuff I really need.
Now I am down to what of the little things do I need?

I know I need the following :

Baby Bath Towels (obviously optional)
Blankets (at least 5 more)
Bottles (8-10)
Cloth Diapers (for burp rags)
Swaddling blanket?
Cradle sheet (if available)
Baby Tylenol
Baby gas relief
EAR thermometer
Laundry soap
Nasal aspirator

OK now I know I have enough clothes for her and the things above are needed, But can anyone else think of what I need? Anything? Cause I am clueless..

Monday, February 02, 2009

Happy Happy Joy Joy :)

I have been doing good. It's getting closer and closer and I am getting excited. It's getting harder to move though :) But honestly in all it's going well.

Things are going well right now and I have been slowly but surely getting the baby stuff all ready to go. I am soooo anxious for this Saturday when I will get my baby shower stuff. My brother and sister in law bought me the travel system which I just love. I'm honestly not sure what all i'm getting but at least I know I will have a place to put her in while travelling, and a crib here at home and my twin gave me her old porta crib (which my almost 3 year old neice still sleeps in when she visits my house :)

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Not much longer.....

I'm sitting here at 11:30 at night trying to decide what to do next. There is so much to do before Sarah get's here I cannot believe it. I swear six months ago when I found out I was pregnant I thought that I had all the time in the world and here it is...26 day's before she should be here and I am sitting here freaking out!

I am so excited that she is coming. I am excited that next week I get to have a huge party just for her :) I cannot believe that I am having a baby. A little tiny bundle of joy all to myself. After thinking for years that I just could not have one, I am going to have my own little sweetheart.

Dennis bought her the cutest bib/blanket/hat/bootie setup from Disney when he took Ashley this week. It is so friggin adorable. It even has her name embroidered on the hat and the bib. I'm going to take it in to get her name embroidered on her blanket too so I can take her to get cute pictures in it :) I am truly excited about all the pink going on :) I do need to start washing all this stuff and getting it ready for when she get's home.
fun times I tell ya!@!!


Wednesday, January 28, 2009

28 More days :)

Can you believe it. I am 36 weeks. I went to the doctor and he said that I am 2 cm dialated. how exciting :)
I have nothing done. I got home today and rather hten cleaning baby stuff. I cleaned most of my bedroom/home office. Tomorrow when I get home from the dr I need to start cleaning up all the baby stuff and put together her bassinet. I love it. It's so cute and I cannot wait to see her in the bassinet.
I screwed up the other day. While on my way home from my sisters house with the crib in the back of the truck, Somehow it caught air and came undone from the straps and bye bye hit the ground while I was going 40mph and shattered into a million pieces. I stood there crying to my sister on the phone and trying to pick the stuff up out of the middle of the road. Gawsh I suck. A $300 splinteres.

Now to buy a new crib..damn...

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Sunday, January 25, 2009

31 days and counting down

I'm so excited. My shower is just two weeks away. The baby should be here in about four weeks. How much more excited can I get? I start my weekly dr's appointments on Tuesday. On Wednesday I am going to be officially 9 months pregnant. WOW. it's all rushing up on me all of a sudden!

I will finally take a belly photo since I finally look less fat and more pregnant which makes me happy. Well it did until some little girl goes. MOM that woman is FAT.....when I was walking into Wal Mart the other day. I was almost in tears.

I know i'm fat. but darn it..I'm almost 9 months pregnant too!!!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

41 Days left!!!

Can everyone just believe I have 41 days left. I cannot believe it. I'm sitting here looking at what we have. (Which is NOT much) and OMG I need so many things. I am so excited though. I had an emergency trip to the L&D on Monday night. Little Sarah decided to STOP moving for almost a full day. I could not figure out what in the world was wrong. I kid you not the second I sat on the table and relaxed and the hooked up the baby monitor...THE KID MOVED...ALL OVER THE PLACE...what a rugrat LOL :) so now... She's been moving. I guess when I am severely dehydrated, she will slow down moving. So I have been averaging about 6 bottles of water a day and then some other fluids.

My baby shower plans are well on their way. I am so excited. I have lot's of friends coming from all over Arizona and I cannot wait to meet with them as I've been so busy with work and everything I have not had time to connect with them all.

So this baby not only nets me the one little thing I have been wanting for years and year. I now get to have Sarah and get to meet up with all my friends. and although many of them will not know eachother...I get to be their connection :)
Oh and we get to watch my sisters new 62" flat screen TV LOL

Saturday, December 27, 2008

The nights after Christmas..and all thru the house....

All of the creatures are stirring..however we got rid of the mouse.

We got the kids a Wii for Christmas..or well Santa got the Wii (why does the fat guy in red get to give the GOOD gifts) I have to say it is the most LOVED gift in the house. Brian (the roommate) never touches any of the other games like the PS2 or anything like that. However even HE will get in on the action and play.
We bought on extra Wii-mote and nunchuck however, we are going to have to invest in two more..we are definately not a sharing family LOL :)
The kids are definately getting exercise LOL :)

My niece also got a Wii at her house so when she came to spend the night last night she brought us her two wii motes and that allowed us all to was much easier then sharing :) So alas... after payday happens again we will have to invest :)

Update on being preggers :)

I am tired, I am grumpy. I am not sure why I am as grumpy as I have been. Really there is a lot of stress and I am really quite frustrated. I think it's mostly because things are not going my way. ie: there is none of the things I always wanted for my first child ie: nursery, her own decorations etc. We are going to have to squeeze everything in to the room with the kids, the baby will have to share everything etc.
But it will work out. God has a plan I know that much. I really need to si back and relax and try to enjoy it..cause once she's here..things are really really going to change....