Thursday, January 28, 2010

The Latest

So much as gone on this week I really don’t know where to begin.  Let’s start with a “light hearted” story.  Peanut.  On January 21, he turned 9 months old.  He weighed 17 pounds 13 ounces and is 27 1/2 inches “tall”.  He is doing just FAN-TAB-U-LOUS.  He can almost sit up by himself and is attempting to crawl.  When that doesn’t work for him, he rolls.  NO, he doesn’t not sleep through the night.  NO, I/we have not let him cry.  Not ready for that battle.  I hate watching 3 kids cry – yes, I am saying that my 3 big kids will have a major hissy fit over him crying in the middle of the night, so I will do that fight maybe over their spring break.  I said. maybe. 
The light hearted part…He is still a boob man.  No bottle, we are going right to a sippy cup.  Our goal is April 21.  HOWEVER, if he does what he did the other night, it AIN’T happening.  Did I mention he has 2 teeth?  He bit down on my boobage so hard that when I jerked, those teefers got me just so and DREW BLOOD people!!!!!  The PAIN!!!  It was horrible.  I think Hubby was laughing. 
Not funny.
Now for the heavy heart stuff.
My Daddy received the report on Monday that he has Prostate Cancer.  (He’ll love the fact that I am putting this “out there” for everyone to read!)  His doctor feels that it was caught early.  If you know anything about this sort of cancer, it was given a Gleason score of a 6 out of ten, ten being the worst.  Doctor said that they don’t even do anything if you score a 4, so his 6 really is an “ok” score.  This sort of cancer grows at a very slow rate and is very treatable.  Still scary.  Especially when you add in the fact that he had kidney caner 9 years ago.  He will have surgery April 20th.  Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers.  And my mom, this is very stressful for her…….adding to that…….
My brother is home this week on leave before deployment.  (His Ranger unit is headed to Afghanistan Feb 15th ish)  Not to mention we are still dealing with the STUPID EX girlfriend who loves drama and stirring up trouble.  A country singer named Lorrie Morgan sang a song called “Go Away, Hey Wait a Minute.”  That should be her theme song.  I want to break up – then calls in a couple of weeks and does the I loves yous and I miss yous.

Now, I had something else in here but my MOM made me take it out - even though I don't want to, I'm not stupid enough to argue with my mother over this even though IT'S MY BLOG AND I CAN WRITE WHAT I WANT!!!!!!!! 

I’ve told him she doesn’t love him and just uses him.  I hope that it starts to sink in…..haven’t liked her for YEARS, tried to for him, should have gone with my initial gut reaction.  Anyone that won’t go on a family vacation with you because she can’t bring her stupid dog – even when you tell them how important it is to you (when my Uncle Billy was dying and it was the last summer of all of us together)  she said no, if she can’t bring her dog, she isn’t coming.  Please. 
And NO, I am not deleting that last paragraph, it’s my blog and I can write what I want WHEN MY MOTHER LETS ME. 

Gees - almost a certain age not to be mentioned and I'm still being bossed around!!!!!

6 comments:

Erin P. said...

Praying for your dad! Glad to hear the good news about Peanut!

Marybeth said...

Hey Aim! So good to hear from you!! So funny you left a comment because I was just thinking that you hadn't been around much lately!! Course I wrote it off to managing a newborn... who is not so new anymore-- 9 mos old?? How did that happen?? Your kids are all so beautiful and I love the caption "What gifts!" They are indeed. And when I opened your blog "Boys of Summer" came on. That is my all-time fave song EVAH!! It is also, coincidentally, the theme song for The Mailbox, my new novel that comes out June 1. Read the book and you will understand how a book can have a theme song. :)

As for your dad-- prayers!! Keep us posted. So glad they caught it early. And as for your brother's ex, my son has gone through a bit of the high school version of that in the past few weeks and Oh it's not easy to watch!! "Just when I tell you to go, you leave me." (That's a quote from my all-time fave show thirtysomething, and yes I did get the dvd of the first season for Christmas, am ordering the 2nd season any day now and will be asking for the 3rd for my bday. Woo hoo!)

Ok that's about all for me. Hope you all are enjoying the snow!

Ginger said...

First of all I can't believe the little guy is 9 months old! How did that happen? Time just flies. Your children are just precious.

I am so sorry to hear about your dad, but it sounds positive and very hopeful. My prayers are with both your dad, mom and you!

Hats off ro your brother! What a soldier. We should all be thankful for having him on our side!

Merae said...

Praying constantly for Uncle *K* and Aunt *L* and for the whole family. I know it must have came as such a shock and I pray your Mom and Dad will be able to have some peace as they are dealing with this.
We love you all!!

Marybeth said...

I remember those tapes you made and you and Sherri passing them back and forth!

And, for the record, I love that you are not ashamed to put Olivia Newton John on your blog. I put "Magic" on my iPod (see?) and Curt about passed out he was so mortified.

potterybear said...

Hey, what week! Prayers for your Dad and brother. Hubby's family has a history of prostate cancer, so we are always holding our breath at his yearly check ups.

Tell your brother that we hated the first guy my sister dated and she found out too late we were right--now divorced. She is remarried to a fabulous man that we all approved of immediately! And he's been a keeper for several years now. Families do know best on this one.

As for Peanut and his teeth, I hear ya! Both my girls did that once or twice, but they learned qucik to be careful so they could still get their milk. But at 9 months you are farther alnong than many and if you make it to 12 months FABULOUS!

I'm not one to think before I talk, so sometimes I like my mom bossing me around. She tempers my voice quite often. But when I don't want it, I play the age card big time...it never flies though.