Yankee Belle

Come Again?

2012-01-24T07:24:00.003-06:00

One night while sitting at the desk in my bedroom, I hear lil CJ walk into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator (which truly needs to be locked with him around) and stood there for a moment.

Just as I was about to yell "Out of the refrigerator!" for the 3,754 time, I hear in his 2 1/2 year old little voice:

"God D@mn it." And the refrig door close. I guess he did not find anything he liked.

#SerenityNow

Kodak Moments:

2012-01-11T20:25:00.004-06:00

Like father like son.

What happens when her brother plays golf & she tries to cheer next to him:

Big B playing doctor & did a fairly decent job using toilet paper for a cast.

Meeting Senator Sessions

2011-11-08T08:17:00.003-06:00

In September, we had the privledge of meeting Senator Jeff Sessions to thank him for his support on the Artificial Pancreas Project. He spoke on the senate floor and voted in support of pushing the FDA for approval.

Advocacy is so important in fighting this disease.

November is Diabetes Awareness Month

2011-11-04T08:40:00.002-05:00

DIABETES isn't pink or sexy. It doesn't involve boobs or cute shirts.

It's about 3 am blood checks every night, needles, low blood sugars, high blood sugars, counting carbohydrates, and the smell of insulin on your hands .

It's about the constant fear of hypoglycemia OR hyperglycemia. The constant need to plan every small activity due to the impacts on blood and sugar control.

It's about a child learning to cope with not being invited to sleepovers or play dates.

It's about mountains of medical appointments, scans, blood tests, and terrifying results. It's about having a complete pharmacy in your handbag for all emergencies.

It's about listening to misinformed people say things like "You are lucky it's only diabetes," or "If he/she eats the right things he will grow out of it."

It's about the heartbreak when your child is diagnosed.

It's about watching them sleep at night and hoping that they wake in the morning.

It's about wishing it was you and not them.

It's about waiting for a cure...

The 1st Tooth Is The Deepest

2011-11-02T20:15:00.006-05:00

Big B finally lost her 1st tooth tonight. It had been loose for weeks, but the past few days it was literally hanging on by a thread. (lil CJ has heard so much about this loose tooth, that he too walks around telling people he has a loose tooth and asks if they would like to see it.)

After some persuasion, Big B allowed me to push on it. The tooth literally popped out of her mouth. She was beyond ecstatic. Big B has been dreaming of this moment for the better part of a year.

Today was finally her day.

We took a million pictures of her posing with said tooth along with the tooth fairy pillow I used when I was little.

I asked her how much she thought the tooth fairy would bring for the 1st tooth. She quickly replied: "It is worth $100!!!" I let her know that other moms had told me $5.00 was the going rate. Although, deep down that 1st tooth is worth so much more to me. *sigh

Life is on warp speed...

Trick or Poo Poo

2011-11-02T07:54:00.006-05:00

This Halloween, poor hubby was in class until 10 pm. I made the best of it, and we had a blast to say the least. We trick or treated in our neighborhood and then headed over to Grandaddy & Nana's for more fun. Grandaddy's costume was a riot! It took a few minutes, but lil CJ finally warmed up.

Of course there is a highlight to our night. When we first started out, shy lil CJ wanted nothing to do with knocking on people's doors. However, once he saw how much candy Big B was coming back with, he was running to house number 3.

I was so proud of my 2 1/2yo saying 'Twick or Tweat' (w stands for his lisp) and "Tank you!" That however, was a fleeting moment.

As he turned turned to walk down the front steps, lil CJ yelled:

"Happy Halloween! CACA POO POO!"

There is no question the homeowners heard it. And if they had any doubt, my facial expression confirmed their disbelief.

#Serenity Now

The Post Where I Brag.

2011-11-02T07:22:00.003-05:00

Big B's parent - teacher conference for 5k was nothing short of perfect. Big B is exceeding in all areas and will be involved in an enrichment program. The only thing the teacher was worried about was losing Big B's attention. Mrs. P also added icing to my cake when she said "Big B is the type of student teacher's hope for every year." It melted this mama's heart. It is not only an achievement for Big B, but also a pat on the back to hubby and myself. I am basking in this commendation because who knows what the future holds. I am raising my babies to be independent thinkers; to make the choices they believe are the right ones. With this freedom comes failure. But so far, my baby girl is choosing wisely. *melting heart*

Of course, me having somewhat of a pessimistic side, I expected the meeting to be more like "she doesn't play well with others' or "she is struggling in such and such area." I even asked if there was a problem I should be aware of. The only thing Mrs. P could tell me about was Big B's 'stink eye'. Mrs. P thinks it is a hoot a 6yo already knows how to express her dislike of something. I informed her that the stink eye has been around since birth.

Family has always said how smart and bright Big B is. Of course, I totally believe the hype.

Now, on to kid number 2.

#SerenityNow

In Continuance

2011-10-27T08:08:00.003-05:00

Kimtasticmomma blogged about this recentlyand it is so true. They shower our home too. =)

http://mommakimtastic.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-friends.html

Pure Heartbreak

2011-10-27T07:48:00.003-05:00

While explaining to lil CJ that his new pump would mean he would no longer need his 5 plus daily needle injections, lil CJ looked at me & said with his adorable lisp:

"Me be all better??"

I have never had words break my heart instantly. My chest literally hurt. My sweet baby boy at the tender age of 2 1/2, already knows something is wrong with him.

I honestly do not remember what I said in reply. All I could do was keep from crying.

Duck Fiabetes.

Mr. Wang Speak Truth

2011-09-26T21:47:00.003-05:00

Lil CJ and I accompanied Grandsie, Granny, and Daddy to lunch at Mr. Wangs. lil CJ was acting like a typical 2yo. He didn't want to sit at the table, so instead he sat pouting on the steps leading to the lunch buffet.

Mr. Wang approached lil CJ and tried to talk to him. He offered lil CJ a lollipop (I cringed, but thankfully lil CJ declined it.) After not making any progress, Mr. Wang looked up and yelled at us in his Chinese accent:

"How old he??? 2?? 3???"

I replied back: "2! And a mess!"

Mr Wang: "Yes! I have one also! I can tell he same age."

I yelled back jokingly: "Do you want another?!"

Mr. Wang without a second of hesitation, in the middle of his restaurant's lunch rush, in a very loud voice hollered back:

"HELL NO!"

I love Mr. Wang and will forever be a loyal patron of his establishment.

Paw Paw Said What?

2011-09-26T21:43:00.002-05:00

Grandsie was telling us how their 2 cats & Bailey dog sleep in their bed, and how Paw Paw is not happy with these sleeping arrangements. Grandsie looked at lil CJ and asked him what he thought Paw Paw says about the pets sleeping in his bed.

lil CJ without hesitation said: 'Damn it!'

Serenity now.

Marked.

2011-09-26T21:20:00.003-05:00

Almost 5 1/2 months into his diagnosis, lil CJ looks like a pin cushion. His arms and legs are all 'marked'. His sweet lil finger tips are starting to harden and callous. One finger prick is slightly infected. ANd he still has the rest of his life ahead of him.

lil CJ will tell you, "Me have diabetes."

Mommy tells him, "You are perfect...markings and all."

My goal is to make sure he doesn't just believe it, he knows it.

Sass in a Picture.

2011-09-12T10:57:00.002-05:00

"The Rockets look Great! We came to dominate!"

~ lil CJ & I are hooked on this cheer.

Powder Potions

2011-09-12T10:51:00.003-05:00

When I was little, my cousin Nancy Altaz and I would make potions on her rug. They usually consisted of baby powder & water. Sometimes we would add perfume. I am really not sure why my Aunt Rose let us live.

To carry on the family tradition, Big B and her bff from down the block Anna, decided to make a snow fall (similar to a potion) with an entire bottle of baby powder. This picture is just of the dresser. I am still trying to air out the room...

Serenity now.

Mommy Big B

2011-09-02T08:16:00.004-05:00

lil CJ has gotten more of the spotlight from family and friends since 'D-day'. The smart cookie that Big B is, has quickly picked up on this. I've already heard on more than one occasion from her: "I wish I had diabetes." And I get it. I know why she thinks & says that.

To help her feel more involved, I give her opportunities to help with lil CJ's diabetes management. As always,she does not disappoint. She can check lil CJ's blood sugar without any supervision.

If I could only trust the 2 of them not to flood the floor while taking a bath.

Conversation.

2011-09-02T07:59:00.007-05:00

I had a conversation with a fellow D-mom (diabetes mom) the other day. We discussed how our lives have changed since diabetes. How we look back at pictures and can't help but think 'This pic was pre-diabetes; this pic was post.' I wonder if with time, the mentally imprinted date will fade.

But with so many pictures of lil CJ before his diagnosis like this...

It is a constant reminder that my baby was dying right in front of my eyes, and I did nothing.

I remind myself reguarly that we are blessed. My eyes did finally open. I pray that pictures like this will one day fill my head instead.

Open Letter to the FDA

2011-08-31T20:58:00.004-05:00

This letter was actually sent to be presented to the FDA in support of the artificial pancreas. I encourage all type 1 diabetics to write as well. However, some names and information have been changed for privacy on my blog.

Dear FDA,

My son, lil CJ, was diagnosed on April 26, 2011, two days after his 2nd birthday with type 1 diabetes. His blood sugar was 540, a far cry from the normal 100.

Type 1 diabetes does not run in either my husband’s or my family. My son was fortunate that I sensed something was wrong. Many children go undiagnosed and die an untimely and unnecessary death.

Since April, my 2 year old toddler endures as many as 10 daily finger blood pricks. This is slightly above the norm because lil CJ is still too young to communicate his symptoms. Some finger checks reveal a normal blood sugar suggesting his actions are typical behavior for a toddler in the “terrible two’s” phase. Other times, his blood sugar reveals a very serious condition that requires immediate attention.

Low blood sugars are the most dangerous for lil CJ at his age. As a parent, I am unable to visually differentiate a low blood sugar. What might come across as a sleepy toddler in need of a nap, could actually be a low blood sugar masking itself with lethargy and fussiness. Before diabetes, I would simply lay my son down for a nap and close the door where he would sleep in excess of 2 hours. Now, not only does he require a finger prick, but also a quick prayer that his blood sugar does not drop low while he sleeps. My son grew out of the SIDS infancy fear only to be affected by a life debilitating disease that can cause ‘Dead-In-Bed’ syndrome. Our most terrifying low to date registered at 39 on his blood glucose meter.

High blood sugar is also a danger. When lil CJ is high, which could be due to any number of reasons; a growth spurt, inaccurate carbohydrate counting at a meal, insufficient insulin administered post meal, etcetera, his sleep becomes erratic. Developmentally required sleep is disrupted and causes him to toss and turn restlessly. In addition to his nightly 2 am blood sugar check, there are occasions when my husband or I must administer a correction of insulin to bring him down within normal range. Once this is done, we do a post 2 hour finger blood check to ensure the dosage was correct and that he does not drop too low while sleeping. It truly becomes a vicious cycle, as if our child is an experiment.

Like all 2 year olds, lil CJ does not always want to cooperate. Convincing him to eat his precisely measured 15 carbohydrate snack to avoid a low blood sugar sometimes becomes a battle of wits. The only problem with his lack of cooperation is that his resistance could result in death.

I once carried a diaper bag that could be left in the car and retrieved when necessary. I now carry my son’s life survival bag. lil CJ does not leave home without his medical ID bracelet, 2 different insulins, syringes, a 15 carbohydrate snack, a glucagon syringe, and fast acting sugar items to treat a low blood sugar.

Sadly, these are only some of the issues my son and family face daily with diabetes. We have not yet encountered any infections, severe colds or viruses, flu season, school, playing sports, and puberty. Baby sitters are scarce because of the intricacies and intensiveness of diabetes. We are left to pray and hope for a cure.

What my son and other type 1 diabetics need is the artificial pancreas; their daily struggles demand the need for tighter management over glucose levels. Life is such a precious gift and to know that there are innovative tools and technologies available just not in our great nation is frustrating to say the least.

Please push forward with the artificial pancreas and its approval. We need this now. lil CJ's life depends on it

Yours in faith,

Yankee Belle

*******Insulin is NOT a cure.************

Big Girl B & lil CJ's Wish

2011-08-29T08:53:00.007-05:00

1st day of Kindergarten and oh so proud.

1st day of cheerleading. Go Rockets!

And lil CJ just dying to play on the field. 'Me play football, Mama! Me play!"

Way too many firsts this year. Mommy needs a pause button.

lil CJ Meets Congresswoman Terri Sewell

2011-08-29T08:49:00.002-05:00

"On Thursday, June 29, 2011, Alabama JDRF advocates, Board Members, Junior Board Members, and Executive Director met with Congresswoman Terri Sewell in her Birmingham office. The Congresswoman warmly greeted former Children's Congress Delegate Noah Fields and newly diagnosed two year Caden James Mitchell. Kathy During began the meeting by thanking Congresswoman Sewell for her support of the Guidance Letter to the FDA on the Artificial Pancreas. Kathy discussed the benefits someone living with diabetes could expect using the closed loop system to control extreme highs and lows. The startling statistic Alabama's diabetes epidemic and the staggering cost of diabetes to the state were shared with Congresswoman Sewell. The Congresswoman expressed her concerns and shared her own personal stories of family members who live with diabetes. Congresswoman Sewell acknowledged that "...we didn't have to sell her on the cause. She was going to be a big supporter of diabetes" Representative Sewell acknowledged the importance of technology in better diabetes management, which in turn would curtail complications and extended health care costs. Meeting attendees shared how diabetes have impacted their lives. The Congresswoman was able to see the spectrum of type 1 diabetes and how it shows no boundaries across ages. Congresswoman Sewell said she would look in to joining the Diabetes Caucus and we could count on her for support. Those in attendance were: Aubrey Miller Executive Director JDRF, Philip McDonald, Patrick Bodden Past President Junior Board, Tim Ritchie, Stacy and Caden James Mitchell, Noah Fields (past Childrens Congress), Georgiana and Karla Fields, Rob and Susan Dickinson, Holman Head , and Kathy During. Alabama ATC."
~Kathy During

http://jdrfpromise.org/meeting-summaries/17541

lil CJ Meets Congressman Bachus

2011-08-29T08:43:00.003-05:00

"On Thursday, August 18th, Alabama’s District 6 advocates were warmly received by Congressman Spencer Bachus in his Birmingham office. Our group began the meeting thanking Congressman Bachus for his ongoing support of funding and research to a cure for diabetes. We shared our gratitude for his signing the letter of guidance to the FDA in support of the Artificial Pancreas. Congressman Bachus commented on the evolution of the APP’s components and is proud of his support of JDRF research and funding that has elevated the APP to outpatient availability. Congressman Bachus agreed to prepare comments encouraging outpatient trials for APP. Each of the participants shared their personal story of living with type 1 diabetes and the challenges of facing the disease. Christopher Bailey talked about how being diagnosed as a teenager, he was able to research his disease and has become a spokesman for diabetes. Congressman Bachus applauded Christopher's, and his mother, Suzanne’s, efforts. Stacy Mitchell, mother to two year old Caden James, shared the struggles of caring for a child that young. The ten times a day finger sticks, the carb counting and constant monitoring of his diet, and the diaper bag that has now morphed into a medical bag. Congressman Bachus was visibly touched by Caden James’ story. Caden James was joined at the meeting by his sister, Brooke. The Mitchell's presented the Congressman with a precious trivet the had made with Caden James' picture and the JDRF logo. Cameron Crouse, a veteran of Promise meetings with the congressman, talked about staring middle school and playing tackle football. When Congressman Bachus expressed his concern about football, Cameron reminded the Congressman he could do anything. Cameron was joined by his brother, Charlie, his sister, Gretchen, and his mom, Michelle. Another veteran advocate, Serene Johnson, shared a very scary story about a diabetic low her adult daughter had recently had. She expressed the hopes she has in how the Artificial Pancreas could help prevent these episodes for her daughter and all diabetics by better regulating her blood sugars and insulin delivery. Our group was joined by the Alabama JDRF Chapter’s Development Manager, Sara Hood, and Executive Director, Aubrey Miller, who is also the father of an adult daughter living with type 1. In closing, we thanked the Congressman for his support of our funding, research, and treatments to a cure and expressed our gratitude for his ongoing support of the JDRF and our families."

~Michelle Warner Crouse

http://jdrfpromise.org/meeting-summaries/1754

Testing Testing

2011-08-29T08:24:00.003-05:00

After congratulating myself on keeping my blog up,I quickly slacked off on posting. (Oh the ironies of life.)

I have so much to blog, our 1st Children With Diabetes - Friends For Life Conference this past July, Big B starting kindergarten, lil CJ and his diabetes "Me have diabetes!" and all the crazy decisions we have to now make, Big B's 1st loose tooth, our meetings with Congresswoman Sewell & Congressman Bachus, our upcoming JDRF walk, my involvement with Birmingham's 1st support/networking group via the JDRF, Big B's cheer leading - Go Rockets!, my new addiction to Pinerest and oh so much more.

I need more hours in the day along with more of me to accomplish it all.

Wordless Wednesday

2011-06-15T07:55:00.003-05:00

Even the boyfriend knows how to throw up the sign.

New Kid On The Block

2011-06-04T14:40:00.006-05:00

Since his diagnosis almost 6 weeks ago, Sugar Free CJ has become a different child. Gone is the clingy toddler with inconsolable tantrums and mood swings. His behavior had gotten to the point where I thought we would become hermits until he out grew it. My heart still breaks thinking that for the better part of 4 months, he was absolutely miserable. (Now that I know more about diabetes, I believe the disease's symptoms began in January.)

What made it difficult to realize he was sick, was the fact he was approaching the age of 2. Anyone with a child knows all about the 'terrible twos' cliche. What I believed to be attitude and defiance, was more SF CJ not feeling well. And because of his age, he did not have the vocabulary to tell me he felt lousy, tired, hyper, had blurry vision, a headache, or anything else the disease creates. Diabetes can not be detected by feeling a forehead for a temperature. (I already miss that simplicity.) Now , a finger prick for blood is required sometimes more than 6 times a day.

Never the less, SF CJ is a happy-go-lucky, adventurous, fun-loving lil boy. His vocabulary is suddenly flourishing too. So much so, he can carry on a conversation if one can understand his slight baby lisp. Which I think is totally ADORABLE. (No bias of course.)

Sugar Free CJ is the boy I believe he should have been 4 months ago. And how do I truly know he is feeling better?

He now tells me:

'Me love mama!' And seals it with a kiss.

Predicting My Mommy Juice Needs.

2011-05-24T08:55:00.007-05:00

Sassy B is in Florida with her Grands & Paw Paw for the next 6 weeks. Although I was hesistant to let her go for that long, the timing works out perfect. When I drive to pick her up, we will also be attending our first Friends For Life - Children with Diabetes Convention in Orlando.

One kid is cake. I can focus on Sugar Free CJ and give him my undivided attention. Especially now that hubby & I are figuring out how to live/exist with diabetes.

Diabetes has no damn rhyme or reason. I am not going to sugar coat it. It does some crazy a$$ shit. I function best with exact rules and guidelines. This disease is a total mind game - to put it nicely. Throw in the fact that my sleeping baby could possibly not wake up, and you have a mama that no longer sleeps herself.

I've read some phenomenal blogs written by parents of kids with diabetes. It is so comforting to know they are feeling and experiencing some of the same things hubby and I are. However, it is also too much of a reminder of how serious this damn disease is. All my paranoia is warranted. That sucks.

When Sassy B finally returns home, Im sure she will be a spoiled mess. I cant blame her. I'd love someone to spoil me for 6 weeks. The more I think of it tho, Sugar Free CJ will probably be pretty spoiled too. Last night he 'argued' with me that all he wanted for dinner was McDonalds. So...we had McDOnalds.

This all boils down to one thing. Mama needs to stock up on the wine supply for when all my babies are under my roof again. I am going to need it.

Tornadoes & Diabetes - D Day.

2011-05-14T21:37:00.026-05:00

I do not think I will ever be able to fully grasp how much of an emotional wreck I was the day lil CJ was diagnosed with diabetes. It was the most traumatic moment of my life. I pray it is my last.

lil CJ was. what I considered, a normal soon to be 2 year old. There was nothing that stood out and made me think my baby was sick. Until about 2 weeks prior to his 2nd birthday.

lil CJ began drinking a lot. And by a lot, I mean inhaling a full sippy cup of water/milk/juice and asking for more. All this drinking led to him soaking a diaper with in an hour. Sometimes it was so much, he leaked while standing up. He also started wetting his bed. His diapers would be so full, one would have thought he had gone swimming in it. On our trip to NC for my cousin's wedding, lil CJ peed his car seat and several outfits. He managed to pee his Easter bunny outfit while waiting for pictures. He also developed a horrible diaper rash. There was also his insatiable appetite. He could eat 2 McDonald's cheeseburgers or a whole 6" Subway sandwich and still be hungry.

Of course, if one looks at this like we did...it could make rational sense. If he likes to drink, he will pee. All the wet diapers would create a diaper rash. And the excessive eating, well as proud daddy said 'He IS a growing boy!'.

Almost 2 weeks to the day that these extreme symptoms began, lil CJ started to act exhausted. He took a morning nap and an afternoon nap 2 days in a row. My mommy intuition alarm went off. Something was wrong. Something was horribly wrong.

I googled all his symptoms and DIABETES glared back at me. Page after page. I knew, at that very moment...Tuesday morning, April 26, 2011 my son was a diabetic. Just 2 days after his 2nd birthday. It was a weight of emotion I can not put into words, but the feeling is still all too fresh.

I called our pediatrician. He was not in the office, but I spoke to the nurse. She explained that most children with diabetes are very sick and much older. The likelihood was slim that he had diabetes. lil CJ's 2 year check up was scheduled for Friday, May 13. She suggested I watch his symptoms until then and call back should he get worse. Her words, intended as comfort, did not help. We hung up...yet I had this overwhelming nagging feeling that he could not wait. He had to be seen today. I called back and insisted any doctor see him that day. They obliged and scheduled us for 3pm. Comforted with an appointment, I relaxed some. Within 20 mins of scheduling his appointment, his pedi's nurse called back and agreed he should be seen today too. I do not know what changed her mind.

Our morning went on as normal. We went to hubby's office for lunch, where lil CJ again consumed an ungodly amount of food for a lil boy. He also went thru 2 diapers. Unfortunately, all of this fell during nap time. Poor lil CJ was one tired monkey.

Dr. Tapley was the doctor that could fit us in. She was nice enough to conduct his 2year check up in addition to the blood sugar test to save me a copay & return trip. After they pricked his finger for what was to be the first time of millions to come, we were sent to the waiting room to wait on his results.

This was the beginning of our whirlwind. 10 minutes later we were called back to the exam room. The doctor looked at me and said 'Well, his blood sugar was 400." Now, at no time in my life have I ever thought about blood sugars. Diabetes is all new to me. I know absolutely nothing. I answered 'Okay.' She then said the D word. "He has diabetes." My stomach jumped into my throat. My eyes welled up with tears. She continued:

"I have a call in o Children's Hospital. I am waiting to hear from Endocrinology to make sure they have a bed. I want him admitted now." All I could think was "My baby is sick." I didnt say it, but I thought diabetes was some simple thing you got a shot and went go on about your business. Why is he being immediately admitted?... I looked at my sweet boy sitting in his stroller. He had no idea how much his life...our life...was about to change. And poor Big B, all she kept asking was "What is diabetes?! What is wrong with him?!"

The call came within minutess that they were ready for us. Do not pass go. Do not collect any belongings. Go immediately to admitting.

As we left the office and I strolled my baby down the hall, all I wanted to do was cry and sob on the floor. The emotion was too much for me to handle. How the hell is MY baby sick?! How did I let this happen?! And then Big B looked at me...total fear in her eyes and asked:

"Is he going to die?"

I 'sobered up', if you will. I sucked it all up and returned back to under control Mama. My babies both needed me. And I answered her honestly and truthfully:

"No! Your brother will be fine." At that very moment, I promised lil CJ, myself, my daughter, hubby and God, I would do everything in my power to kick diabetes a$$. This New Yorker would not be beat, nor allow someone I love to hurt.

I texted hubby the message no hubby wants to get. "Diabetes. F*CK. We are being sent immediately to Children's. Meet us there NOW."

I do not remember the drive there. I do not remember entering the hospital. My first moment of memory again was in admissions. lil CJ and Big B were playing basketball together. There were 2 other moms waiting with us. Neither had their children with them. They both looked tired...sad. Conversation began. It was revealed one lil girl had cerebral palsy and was in surgery, the other had a rare form of cancer and was undergoing chemo again. My heart hurt, but it was then I realized my son was fine. He was not deathly ill. He was too busy throwing the basketball to his big sister.

Hubby joined us as we finished up the admissions process. Hubby had that look. That look of fear. Terror.

We were then sent to a small room where they took lil CJ's vitals. He had a complete meltdown. Nothing made him happy. The screaming was deafening. I could not even hear the nurses to answer questions. His blood sugar was 530. Normal, I was told, is 100.

After all the chaos in what felt like the smallest exam room ever, we were ushered to what would be our home for 3 days. The metal crib made my stomach turn.

Our BFF's were - as always - our lifesavers. JayDoug picked Big B up on his way home from work so that she could spend the night with the Mabster. God bless my bff Kimtasticmomma. She had a newborn and a sleepover.

That night is somewhat of a blur. Our endocrinologist came in to speak with us. She was talking diabetes terms, and I had no idea what anything meant. We must have had a sheer look of terror on our face. She changed topics and began to talk to us personally. She too, is a diabetic. She is on a pump (which she showed us). She lives a great life, is healthy and even partied in college. Hubby looked so relieved. And I will admit, it did the trick. Diabetes is NOT a death sentence.

Things finally settled down and hubby ordered Chinese delivery. I had no appetite tho. I am not one to miss a meal, but my body was not interested in eating. Sleep evaded me too. I slept maybe an hour total that first night. Nurses were in and out constantly. lil CJ did manage to sleep in that metal crib. Hubby and I did not fare as well. The single pull out sleepers left no room for our arms to stretch out...or that the pillow had the thickness of a sheet of paper.

In the quiet of our room, I could hear the wind howling outside the big glass windows. At 5am, the first of what would be a day filled with tornado sirens was heard. Within minutes, our nurse was in our room asking us to join everyone in the hall.

We were in the hall for maybe an hour. (My concept of time was completely shot the entire day.) There were so many kids there. So many sick babies. My heart still weeps for them. lil CJ, in all honesty, did not look like he belonged there.

From what I now know, that early tornado did damage. I still think it is so crazy that somehow the severity of the storms was unbeknown to me. I was oblivious to everything except my son. My mom, who was suppose to come down and help watch the kids while hubby & I were in training, could not make it due to the severe weather in NAshville. With no other luck for a sitter, hubby stayed behind while I endured our first training day.

Seis came by with the boys to play in the Harbor Room with the kids. Brooke was thrilled to see her 2 favorite twins. They also brought lil CJ an awesome ramp toy. (Which totally saved the day. He LOVES it.)

Meanwhile in training, I was lost. Correction factors...BS-150/200 and then add it to the carbs ate during his meal. Divide by 50. Lantus is administered once in the morning, once at night. Count carbs. Prick his finger. Fill a syringe. Administer shots. How the meter works. Control solution. Under 100 do the glucose 15. Hypo vs. Hyper. Blindness. Kidney damage.

MY HEAD WAS SWIRLING. I had to absorb all of this information and make it work...so that my baby could survive. WHY GOD?! WHY HIM?! WHY?!?!?!?

I had lunch in the cafeteria alone. I was an empty shell. I think I had 2 bites of my cheese pizza. I could barely swallow it. I could barely swallow what was happening to our perfect life.

I can not count how many times I wanted to break down and cry. My eyes welled up too many times to count. On the second day of instruction, our instructor mentioned how concerned she was about me. She thought Id be bald by the end of the 1st day....I had literally been pulling my hair out.

Walking back to our room, I was a drained wreck. I had no idea what was going on in Birmingham. The tornadoes that were wreaking havoc all over our city...I was overwhelmed with the tornado in my own little world - Diabetes.

Being we were still in a sitter bind, our God sent bffs picked Big B up to spend another night with them. She was so excited to have another sleep over with her bff.

We had the weather on in our hospital room, but my brain could not process any more information. The tornado sirens were going off again. We were told to evacuate our rooms and head to the basement. In a daze, I asked the nurses why they were not going. The head nurse stated they were to remain at their stations. Hubby and I agreed, we'd stick it out with them.

In the hall, lil CJ was playing with JaMarcus. JaMarcus was 3. His mom, who looked maybe 30, had 6 kids. He was there to have his shunt replaced. While playing with CJ, he pooped his pants not once, but twice. It splattered on the floor. Not to be graphic, but my gut was in a knot. Not from the obvious grossness, but the idea my diabetic kid was going to leave the hospital with something more... or worse.

Hubby was fielding calls. He knew how bad the tornado was. His mom was calling asking where Big B was. Turns out, we sent her home...right into the path of the mile long tornado. Hubby looked sick. We couldn't reach Kimtasticmomma. Deep down, I knew she was okay. I know the bffs would protect her as if she were their own. If hubby could have made it to pick her up tho, he was totally ready to run and grab her.

When the winds finally settled down, cities and neighborhoods were gone. The tornado came within 5 miles of our home. God spared us. For that I am grateful.

That night is another blur. I don't remember eating dinner. I don't remember much of anything. I was asked to review some of that day's paperwork, but I was so overwhelmed, I could not even look at the book. I did try to explain some of the material to hubby, but I just couldnt process it. I talked to my cousin, and completely broke down. Bawling. It all came out.

I think I slept some. Exhaustion won. My body gave in.

I awoke Thursday feeling positive and ready to conquer diabetes. God renewed my strength while sleeping.

Hubby and I had a good day of sessions. BlueMomma & my mom were able to come to the hospital and help with the kids. They were Godsends. The kids had a great time. And The Girl gave lil CJ the Cars DVD for his birthday. Perfect for a lil boy that loves anything that moves.

Our training session went great. Hubby and I grasped it all. We could do this. Life will continue on for us as planned. DIabetes will not get the best of our lives or family.

We were discharged late Thursday night. With no power to return home to, and a lil boy that required specific foods, we voyaged to Grandaddy's house to spend the night. lil CJ and Big B were so thrilled to have some bit of normalcy back. Hubby and I did too.

That evening and night went well. We did what we were taught to do. Administering the shots was not as hard as I thought. Hubby was a little worried about the worst case scenario situations. He, like a dedicated loving daddy, slept on the floor by our bed with the glucagon gun in hand. (There was no way all 4 of us would fit on the bed. And the couch was downstairs...too far for his comfort.)

The rest is really normal. We grocery shopped, returned home and set up/organized all our supplies. Diabetes had indeed come home with us.

lil CJ's birthday party was scheduled for that Saturday, April 30th at Pump It Up. I canceled it. As much as I refuse to let diabetes change our lives, I just could not get myself together to host a party. Finger pricking, carb counting, 5 injections a day, I was not mentally ready for an outing. So my sweet baby boy, didnt have a party. But he was not forgotten. So many of our dear friends sent a gift anyway. I took pics of him opening every one. It was his birthday celebration...party or not.

Although Im sure I will still refer to my daughter as Big B in my blog, I've also started to call her Sassy B. So in addition to her new name, lil CJ has also been nicknamed Sugar Free CJ.

We are now a family with a cause. We are a family affected by Type 1 diabetes. We need.want.pray.hope for a cure. But until then....

Diabetes will not slow us down. Life is too short, too precious and so worth living.

Plus, mama loves our social life.

How God Selects The Mother of A Child With Diabetes

2011-05-13T21:16:00.004-05:00

HOW GOD SELECTS THE MOTHER OF A CHILD WITH DIABETES
by Erma Bombeck

Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures and a couple by habit. Did you ever wonder how mothers of children with diabetes are chosen? Somehow I visualize God hovering over earth selecting His instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As God observes, He instructs His angels to make notes in a giant ledger.

“Armstrong, Beth, a son. Patron Saint Matthew.”
“Forrest, Marjorie, a daughter. Patron Saint Cecilia.”
“Rutledge, Carrie, twins. Patron Saint Gerard. He’s used to profanity.”

Finally, He passes a name to an angel and smiles, “Give her a child with diabetes.”

The angel is curious. “Why this one, God? She’s so happy.”

“Exactly”, smiles God. “Could I give child with diabetes to a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel.”

“But has she the patience?” asks the angel.

“I don’t want her to have too much patience, or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she’ll handle it. I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I am going to give her has his own world. She has to make him live in her world. That will be easy. She has just enough selfishness.”

The angel gasps. “Selfishness? Is that a virtue?”

God nods. “If she cannot separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with less than perfect.”

“She does not realize it yet, but she is to be envied. I will permit her to see clearly the things I see …. ignorance, cruelty, prejudice … and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing My work as surely as if she is here by My side.”

"And what about her patron saint?” asks the angel,his pen poised in mid air. God smiles.

“A mirror will suffice.”

Happy 2nd!!

2011-04-23T21:26:00.003-05:00

Happy 2nd birthday to my sweet baby boy.

I thank God for every moment with you...

terrible twos tantrums and all.

Cry For The Camera!

2011-04-21T20:28:00.008-05:00

lil CJ does not like having his photo taken for his birthday. He does not like having his photo taken at a wedding. He does not like having his photo taken with an over sized bunny.

I'd like to think he will eventually realize mama gets her photo. Until then, I'll just add another $1.00 to his therapy jar.

(This was the 2nd attempt at his 1st birthday pics. He was actually 18mos in this photo.)

I am guessing male model is not in his future.

Substitution.

2011-04-15T08:26:00.003-05:00

When Grandma doesn't have blocks, you substitute.

TV LineUp

2011-04-12T08:34:00.003-05:00

Big B was never an avid tv watcher. She had 2 favorites - Max & Ruby & Lazy Town. (Big B was Stephanie from Lazy Town one Halloween.) Other than those shows, Big B never watched tv. Movies - forget about it. I sometimes found myself envious of friends whose kids would sit with eyes glued to the television.

Then lil CJ came along. He loves him some tv. I joke with hubby that it is obviously a male family trait. lil CJ loves to watch Sesame Street (Cookie, Oscar & Abby preferably) and his all time personal fav Blues Clues. His favorite episode - building a block bridge or as he refers to it 'Triangle Block' is played several times a day. And now thanks to his sister, iCarly has been added. His top pick - the prank episode. He calls it "iCarly - Potty." (Mommy likes this episode too actually.)

I have learned that I must limit my son's exposure. Otherwise, I may start finding him with a bag of chips in one hand and the other down his pants.

Questions, Questions, Everywhere Questions.

2011-04-11T08:38:00.006-05:00

1. Why does the water go down the drain? Why does it make that swirly thing at the bottom?

2. How do we breath air?

3. Why is the grass green? How does it grow so much?

4. Why do our eyes look at stuff?

5. Who came up with toilet paper?

6. How do people know to stop on a red light?

Big B incessantly asks questions. I'm so thankful she has a thirst for knowledge and wants to learn. But some days, my brain is not prepared. I try my best to answer her, but my answers always provoke a new question. Hubby is pretty good about answering, but even he tires.

I hope I am not stifling her curiosity, but some days I just flat out tell her:

"No more questions. Mommy's brain hurts." Which is followed by:

"How can a brain hurt?"

Serenity now.

Girls Gone Wild.

2011-04-08T19:45:00.004-05:00

When girls sneak mommy's camera...Mommy finds this:

Im a little concerned about what these two will be into as teenagers. #serenitynow

WW - Baby Love

2011-04-06T06:15:00.003-05:00

Boys Will Be Boys

2011-04-01T08:32:00.000-05:00

I've read all about how kids are gender conditioned by their parents at birth. "Boys like cars; girls like baby dolls." And of course when I found out I was having a boy, I loaded up on what boys are suppose to like. Cars, balls, trains...all those stereotypical toys. Big B already had the house well stocked with all things girly. So should my son prefer girl toys, he would have a vast selection of those as well.

From day one, lil CJ has preferred 'boy' toys. There are times when he will sit and play with Big B's doll house or push around her baby stroller, but for the most part, lil CJ prefers knocking down blocks, setting up train tracks...or playing basketball.

Even when we are outside, lil CJ is attracted to anything that can and will result in being dirty. While Big B gasps in disgust at her lil bro's mess, lil CJ basks in his dirty glory.

Enjoying a warm spring day outdoors, lil CJ found a hole worth digging in. I allowed him to play and do what boys do best. Make a mess. The whole time thinking....tonight - like last night - will be a bath night.

It has finally dawned on me, that little boys never grow out of this dirty phase. My hubby is proof. =P

Daddy On TV.

2011-03-30T16:25:00.007-05:00

Big B and lil CJ get super excited when they see this commercial. They both think the kid resembles their daddy. lil CJ jumps around to the music, pointing at the tv, yelling 'DADDY! DADDY!! DADDY!!!'

And the truth is, it totally could be a mini hubby. Classic.

I'm Good Enough; I'm Smart Enough...

2011-03-30T07:51:00.005-05:00

I am patting myself on the back for keeping my blog relatively updated. Not just for all the amazingly fabulous events and friends in my life, but because I have stayed true to blogging. There are plenty of events I've failed to record, but there are some great entries here that I can refresh my memory palate with a smile. I am such a sucker for nostalgia...and my blog totally satisfies my craving. Kudos YankeeBelle, Kudos.

And as for the events I fail to sit still long enough to record...

I'll steal Kimtastic's entries. Because isn't that what best friends are for.?.

WW - Packed Bag

2011-03-29T21:58:00.002-05:00

iCarly = iExcited!

2011-03-24T21:06:00.004-05:00

Big B loves the Nick show iCarly. She has seen almost every episode...as has the rest of our family. Even the grandparents know about & watch iCarly. CJ can ask for it by name 'i - CAR-EE'.

Brooke's favorite character is the sassy Sam Puckett played by Jennette McCurdy. So when I heard she was having a 'mall concert', I knew I had to take Big B.

I managed to juggle both kids and maneuver a stroller thru the masses. Witnessing Big B's first taste of stardom made it all worth while. Big B was THRILLED.TO.DEATH. Big B was able to personally meet Jeanette aka Sam. She approached Jennette alone. Big B claims she introduced herself (stating her entire name - First, Middle & Last name) and told her that she loves iCarly. 'Sam' told Big B she loved her multi-colored hair bow & polka dot jacket. Big B then got her picture autographed. Big B was all smiles the entire ride home. It was the 'best day of her life'.

Of course, hubby had the camera at his office. I had to pick it up on the way to the concert. I was able to snap a few pictures before my camera died. I wont expand on my disgust for the dead battery. I was not able to get a picture of Big B smiling with Jennette.

The shocker, the girl does have a great voice.

Can You Spot The Common Denominator???

2011-03-18T08:18:00.004-05:00

It has become an obsession. We have 3 hoops in our home. He may be the next Tiger Woods of Basketball...minus all the women. Mama don't play that.

Picasso.

2011-03-17T16:35:00.003-05:00

lil CJ can do some damage with a writing utencil.

He has left his mark on:

KimtasticMomma's kitchen floor
My hardwood floor with a red sharpie marker
Grandma's floor with a pencil

His most recent works - all on different walls - he will proudly pose with for a photo op:

Serenity now.

Giggling Is Never Good

2011-03-09T20:51:00.005-06:00

Our nightly wind down ends with the kids watching tv in our bed. It is usually quiet time, but occasionally I hear giggling and laughter.

This one night, the giggling and laughter was more than the norm. However, a quick check showed nothing out of the ordinary.

Once the kids were both asleep in their own beds, I decided to call it a night myself. As I walked into my dark bedroom, I saw in the shadows what looked like a large black rat sitting on the ledge of my tray lighted ceiling. Withholding a terrified 'FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!' scream, I turned the light on to reveal...

That evening's giggles were the result of a sock game. EVery last sock from my drawer was on the ledge.

Serenity now.

And Then There Was 5.... Again.

2011-03-09T20:48:00.006-06:00

Our sweet kitty Blitz did not work out. Hubby and I were allergic to him. With neither adult able to handle him, Blitz had to move on.

Big B has been persistent on the pet front. Throw in the fact that lil CJ loves 'PUPPY!!!', hubby & I found it hard to say no.

We adopted our Sweet Gwen from the Humane Society. She stole our hearts from the moment we saw her. Even in the adoption room, she showed intelligence and affection. lil CJ was hungry and began to whimper...'Hungry....hungry!!!" Acting exactly as I would have wanted, she walked up to him, licked his face and tried to console him. She was meant to be our dog.

Every morning now, the kids wake to call for 'Gwenny'. She jumps and licks them as if to say the same.

WW - Princess & A Bed.

2011-03-09T20:44:00.001-06:00

Wordless Wednesday - Surprise On My Camera

2011-02-09T07:52:00.003-06:00

You Say 'Binky'; I Say 'Pacy'.

2011-02-05T09:22:00.008-06:00

Hubby & I have always called Big B & lil CJ's pacifier a 'pacy'. However, both kids renamed it something different.

Big B called her pacy 'Pita~Pita';

While lil CJ calls his 'Nan~ya'.

No rhyme or reason for either. The only thing I know is I have always kept an ample supple on hand, yet none can be found when it is time for nap/bed.

And as for sweet baby babble, Big B's was 'Galla Galla' and lil CJ's is 'A gig-a-wah'.

I guess it's like me calling athletic shoes 'sneakers' & hubby calling them 'tennis shoes.' However, hubby has finally succumbed to the yankee side.

We are a 'sneaker' household.

Sweet Cheeks

2011-02-05T09:00:00.005-06:00

Big B nicknamed her daddy 'Sweet Cheeks'. While hurrying around one morning getting Big B ready for school, I asked lil CJ where daddy was. In his squeaky lil toddler voice I hear him call: 'Sweet Cheeks?! Are You?!'

It was too stinking cute.

Except, I dont think it is the best nickname for a boy to call his dad. Just saying.

Beiber , Beiber, Beiber ~ OH!

2011-02-05T08:49:00.004-06:00

Big B loves her some Justin Beiber. With his new movie coming out 'Never Say Never' and the commercials airing every 5 minutes on Nick & Disney, Big B is begging to go. If I thought she knew more than one of his songs~ "Baby" ~or was old enough to grasp the movie concept, I'd consider it. Until then, mama is saving her money.

As for steering her towards anything princess-y (which the average 5yo is enamored with), Big B insists they are 'lame'.

Serenity now.

The 'No!' Heard Around Birmingham.

2011-02-04T19:58:00.006-06:00

lil CJ has had a verbal explosion in the past few weeks. New words, 2 word sentences and lots of attempts at new words. Already having Big B who talks nonstop, I have not been very anxious for him to talk. But hearing his new words and witnessing his excitement melts my heart.

WHen lil CJ wants to say 'no', he shakes his head. I've been very content with his nonverbal gesture. All of that came to a screeching halt today at Ms. Mandy's Valentine's play date.

While informing him of his impending diaper change, lil CJ looked at me and with a confident voice belted out a loud and clear 'NO!' My heart skipped a beat. It was his first official spoken 'No!'

It has been his answer to everything all.day.long.

I'm wondering which sweet little angel of my beloved friends taught him this God forsaken word. =P

Look Mom, No Training Wheels!

2011-01-31T12:05:00.003-06:00

The weather was fabulous this weekend. To take full advantage of it, Daddy decided to teach Big B how to ride her bike...minus the training wheels. My Big B is getting so big. *sniff*

Wordless Wednesday.

2011-01-25T21:44:00.001-06:00

Air CJ.

2011-01-24T22:02:00.005-06:00

While waiting for Big B to finish up her cheer-nastics class, lil CJ played 'Ba-Ball' in the gym. I had brought along his little basketball...a real b-ball just scaled down to fit his 21 month old hands.

The.boy.was.in.heaven.

First, he practiced a few shots. Cheering "Yay!" & "H-oo-p!" each time the ball came close to the net.

After a few minutes, lil CJ was getting air between him & the court.

He attracted some fans that were at least 4 years his senior. They asked him to play a game. As if he understood, he answered with an "Ay." And quite honestly, I truly believe he did understand.

My lil CJ may have peed his pants he was so ecstatic.

Lucky for him, he still wears diapers.

Wordless Wednesday - Go Blazers!!!

2011-01-19T06:52:00.007-06:00

In honor of us attending our first UAB 'Ba-Ball' game tonight:

Ba-Ball Excitement.

2011-01-18T13:07:00.002-06:00

Daddy has dreams of a future football player. lil CJ may have another sport in mind.

"Are You???"

2011-01-14T13:10:00.005-06:00

Santa brought Big B and lil CJ an air hockey table for Christmas. They are obsessed to say the least. Even tho lil CJ is only 20 months, he can hold his own with the hand 'stick' and puck. When he wants to play, he will stand on the step stool/chair and yell 'Are you?!?!' at Big B to join in.

Even the boyfriend and his older sister come over for matches.

Should I begin to see beer caps and cigarrette butts, I may start to panic. Or be bummed I wasn't included. ;o)

Disruptive Blitz.

2011-01-05T20:15:00.004-06:00

Hubby & I bit the bullet. On Jan. 1, 2011 we added a cat to our family. The lucky feline is named Blitzen, after one of Santa's reindeer. His nickname is Blitz.

He is a very sweet cat. Hubby nor I are cat people. However, this kitty got lucky. He purred his way into our home.

Blitzen has spent the past 3 days under our bed. Big B went to check on him this morning, and he hissed. She came running into the living room and proclaimed:

"I want a dog!"

Serenity now.

Holy Whirlwind YankeeBelle!

2011-01-05T20:08:00.002-06:00

Where has the time gone?!? I am so behind on highlight blogging. Thanksgiving, our trip to NYC, Nashville to see the Rockettes with the bffs, Christmas, and then our week in sunny warm Florida for New Years. Seriously, it all happened so fast.

Big B returned to school today. Finally. She missed the first day of school because we wanted to enjoy the sunshine state just one more day. After being out of the loop for 2 weeks, I suffered mommy brain and completely forgot what time I had to pick up the girls. I was 15 minutes late. oops.

I do best on routine, but a vacation is always well received.

WW - Lipstick.

2010-11-24T21:43:00.001-06:00

Floored Friday - Like Wordless Wednesday.

2010-11-19T10:16:00.005-06:00

Before bedtime last night, I asked Big B to clean her room., which she had totally detroyed that day.

I did not check her finished project. She is usually pretty good at putting things in their proper place.

So this morning, long after Big B had been dropped off at school, Im hanging clean clothes in her closet...and I turn around to find a mountain.

This was her version of picking up toys. Not exactly what I had in mind.

Serenity now.

'Tis The Season - For Ke$ha.

2010-11-18T13:04:00.006-06:00

One of the best parts of the holiday season, for me, is the music. And like every year, I have all the radios in our house set to the local station that plays it 24/7, including my car.

AFter dancing to some fun, upbeat Christmas tunes, Big B asked what happened to all the 'normal' music. I reminded her that 'Christmas is coming!', and this is what we will be listening to until then. She smiled excitedly, knowing Santa would be here with all her heart's desires.

Then she asked:

"Well, does Kesha have any Christmas songs?"

Serenity now.

Apprehensive AKA Scared Shi@tless.

2010-11-18T07:05:00.003-06:00

In 2 weeks, I will be boarding a plane with both kids to NYC. No hubby. No adult help. Just me. My first time flying with both kids...solo. #serenitynow

Big B is an excellent passenger. She has flown enough times in her 5 years of life that I have lost count. The problem - lil CJ.

He is not the same baby/toddler/child Big B was at this age. He prefers to be on the ground & running. Something an airplane doesn't permit.

My friends have recommended Benadryl. I was uber opposed to drugging Big B when she was little. This time around, I am not. I will have a bottle in my possession.

Of course, lil CJ may completely surprise me and be more than perfect on the flights. But just in case,...I'm contemplating drugging myself too.

WW - Breakfast Together.

2010-11-17T06:40:00.001-06:00

Beyond Classic PhotoBombing.

2010-11-16T20:29:00.004-06:00

The great 'Schweiker' emailed me this pic and said:

"I saw this and thought instantly that this would be you in about 40 years. LOL"

This is why my friends rock.

Wordless Wednesday - When The Uncle Is Left In Charge

2010-11-10T09:54:00.000-06:00

Trick Or Treat Because I Know You're Home.

2010-11-06T21:18:00.005-05:00

Halloween fell on Sunday this year. To take full advantage of the festivities, we celebrated all weekend.

Saturday, we trick or treated with the boyfriend in our 'hood. Big B was thrilled to death. My lil witch went from house to house alongside a ninja (with a 5 o'clock shadow) & Mickey Mouse. Afterwards, we headed on over to the bffs to party in their neighborhood. More trick or treating, hay rides and yummy eats. There was also some football on the big screen warmed by a fire pit.

Sunday, Big B, lil CJ and I headed to Nashville to trick or treat with Uncle C & Grandma. We went to a few houses, but Big B decided handing out the candy would be more fun. Grandma told Big B, that whatever candy was left at the end of the night, she could keep. Needless to say, every trick or treater received ONE piece of candy from Grandma's house.

Hubby had to stay behind in B'ham and work an open house. To make it fun, he dressed as Darth Vader.

The highlight of the weekend, the boyfriend walked up to the front door of a house, rang the door bell and waited. No one came. He peered through the door glass and could tell the owners were home. He yelled:

"I know you are in there! Your tv is on!"

#Vegas Bitches 10/10/10

2010-11-06T20:32:00.005-05:00

***Im behind on blogging. Fall is super busy in my house. I adore fall, but I hate how quickly these fun filled few months flash by.***

Last year while at dinner with the bffs and hubby's sister, we decided to try our luck in Las Vegas for 2010. Not only was it hubby's 10/10/10 birthday, but it was his sister's 21st. It was the.place.to.be.

To sum up our fabulous trip, Vegas was a BLAST! We got to hang out with our BFFs, enjoy superb fine dining, relax at the spa, and meet Holly Madison of the Girls Next Door & Playboy. (She was super sweet, but oh so tiny!)

I managed to record most of our trip via my tweets. I will let them recount our adventure.

**Bags packed, money in wallet...and liver is ready. Hello VEGAS!!!!! #VegasBitches

**Hubby only brought one pair of underwear because he is not going to bed. #vegasbitches

**Jaygas has begun! #vegasbitches

**Vegas beer. 3 pitchers down. http://twitpic.com/2viojw

**Do outdoor escalators run in the rain? #deepthoughts #vegasbitches

**Bellagio. #vegasbitches. http://twitpic.com/2vjnzz

**Thank you Auntie Anne for a quick pretzel snack. #vegasbitches

**@kimtasticmomma One word...blister. #vegasbitches #andwe'rewalking

**I dream of Jeannie & money! http://twitpic.com/2vq49l

**Gondola love with my sis-n-law. #vegasbitches

**I was de-beaded by the guys from Thunder From Down Under because I wouldnt take a picture with them. Stripper dude said it was his first de-beading too. #vegasbitches

**Hubby & cabby bonding. http://twitpic.com/2vuwka #vegasbi@tches

**Texas de Brazil is actually Texas de Gut. #vegasbitches

**I love the football rivalry amongst my friends. Despite their lack of taste. #rolltide #gobama #mandalaybay

**How Im making the Bama loss go down smoother. #redsquare http://twitpic.com/2w5nxk

**a lil shopping at Ceasars & the Mile Mall. Just what the hangover doc ordered. #vegasbitches

**Comeon shooter! #vegasbitches

**Donny Osmond @ Tiffanys. #VEGASbitches

**Peep Show tonight Starring Holly Madison!!!

**Meeting Holly Madison of Girls Next Door tonight! Woo woo!! #vegasbitches

**@hollymadison123 Looking forward to your show tonight & meeting you! #vegasbitches

**My piggies have called it quits. #ANDWE'rewalking #vegasbitches

**@hollymadison123 great meeting you tonight! Show was fab & im jealous of ur comfy slippers! Tnx for ur autograph & pic! #vegas

**Ciao Vegas! Until next time. #VEGASbitches

Hey Baby.

2010-09-16T20:58:00.006-05:00

One of the boys in Big B's class said to her: 'Hey Baby!' I asked what she said in reply. Big B claimed she looked at him but said nothing. Feeling like this was an opportunity to teach my lil girl some self respect, I mentioned: "You should have corrected him by saying 'It's "Hey Big B."'

Big B looked at me and said:

'No mom. He meant it like I was hot.'

Serenity now.

Never Forget.

2010-09-10T15:31:00.004-05:00

WW - First Day of PreK.

2010-09-08T20:55:00.002-05:00

First Day Jitters...NOT.

2010-09-08T14:33:00.008-05:00

Big B has been anxiously awaiting the start of preschool and today was the big day. Last night went off with out a hitch. Everyone was in bed, at a decent time and happy. However, the sun did not rise without Big B waking twice to ask if it was time to go.

Morning was a different story tho. Big B asked if she could sleep 'just a little longer' when I finally did wake her. lil CJ was so tired, he walked into a wall & stood there. (Poor baby had a fever and did not sleep well thanks to a nasty ear infection.) And me, well I am not accustom to an alarm clock. I turned it off before realizing I had to get up.

Upon arriving at school, Big B said 'Hello' to her new teacher, took a picture, mumbled 'Goodbye', and walked off to play with her BFF Mabster.

Feeling a little neglected, I walked over and asked Big B for a hug goodbye. Without turning around to even acknowledge me, Big B said: "Bye Mom. You can go now."

lil CJ will be my kid that screams and clings to my ankles every day for the first month. One of my kids will me miss me...right?.

WW - Cowboy Baby.

2010-09-01T14:38:00.002-05:00

The 'Right' Political Humor.

2010-08-29T08:57:00.005-05:00

Recession is when your neighbor loses his job. Depression is when you lose your job. Recovery is when Obama loses his job.

I do not do political stickers on my vehicle. But I would consider this one.

'Oh I Love Trash!!!'

2010-08-28T11:02:00.004-05:00

lil CJ and I have been venturing out the past few nights thanks to the few degrees cooler weather. Big B is still vistiting Florida, so just he & I go for a stroll around our neighborhood.

It seems many of my fellow neighbors are trying to scratch a shared fall season itch. As lil CJ and I stroll past homes, we actually see people outside - playing, planting, hosing, & yadda.

lil CJ enjoys these walks for another reason tho. He loves.loves.loves spotting garbage cans. With every one he points and yells 'AH!'

His excitement is well noted. Our neighbors actually stop their activities, wave and yell 'Hello!' back at him.

The humor...lil CJ is more excited about seeing their trash receptacles than he is seeing them.

Shopping Queen

2010-08-20T09:31:00.004-05:00

Big B loves to shop. She already has a favorite store. WHile visiting Florida, Grands & Paw Paw spoil her with ice cream, nail polish & shopping trips.

Can you guess which store is her favorite?

Looking to invest in some retail stock....think about this store.

WW - Caught.

2010-08-17T22:09:00.003-05:00

Smiles.

2010-08-12T21:03:00.002-05:00

This is one of those photos, that everytime I look at it, I smile.

I love these girls.

Wordless Wednesday

2010-08-11T13:59:00.002-05:00

Brassiere.

2010-08-05T09:21:00.003-05:00

Big B received a package from her Grands. It was a pink Victoria's Secret bag filled with cute lil girl panties & coordinating bras. Big B was & still is, in bra heaven.

One afternoon while Big B was proudly wearing her peace/monkey bra ensemble, the doorbell rang. I was busy in the kitchen and yelled for Big B to see who was at the door.

From the living room I hear:

"I can't! I'm in my bra!!!"

Serenity now.

35.

2010-08-05T08:12:00.005-05:00

My birthday month has officially come to an end. ANd this year, my 35th, did not disappoint. It started with the annual 4th of July celebrations @ SMith Lake accompanied by the 4 F's...Family, Friends, Food & Fireworks. Throw in some jetski riding, boat exploring and swimming, it was the perfect beginning to a fabulous month.

A birthday party with some of my closest friends & a gift that knocked my heels off.

A week in Nashville that included a shopping trip and a night out all courtesy of my bro.

Several MNOs that I claim as extended celebrations.

Not to leave out dinner with hubby (yumm sushi!) & a mommy daughter only trip to Chatt Town to visit Aunt Christine & C-man with a baseball game to boot. Go Barons!

And my best birthday gift was being able to share with all my family & friends!

Who says a birth is limited to one day of celebrating?!

Happy Birthday to me - YB! ;)

WW - Daddy's First Day of School

2010-08-04T06:41:00.003-05:00

Universal Truths.

2010-07-30T13:57:00.000-05:00

Kimtastic sent this to me. Classic stuff.

Universal Truths:

1. I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history when you die.

2. Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

3. I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.

4. There is great need for a sarcasm font.

5. Was learning cursive really necessary?

6. Map Quest really needs to start their directions on #5. I'm pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.

7. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

8. Bad decisions make good stories.

9. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren't going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.

10. "Do not machine wash or tumble dry" means I will never wash this - ever.

11. I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

12. I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Bud Light than Kay.

13. I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.

14. I would rather try to carry 10 plastic grocery bags in each hand than take two trips to bring my groceries in.

15. The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text message.

16. I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

WW - Hiding Naked.

2010-07-27T20:38:00.003-05:00

Skating Princesses.

2010-07-25T21:05:00.004-05:00

The Mabster celebrated her 4th birthday this past Saturday. Her theme - roller skating with a touch of princess.

This was the first time Big B had ever roller skated. She did well. Im just glad she even attempted it. The last time I roller skated was in 2002. I bought myself a pair of Sketchers Sneaker Skates. They were the new craze, and I thought - 'Why not?!' I skated around my neighborhood in an attempt to enjoy my youth & nature. However, in order to stop myself most times, I had to grab hold of vehicles parked in the street. I didn't think my neighbors appreciated this, so I sold my skates on Ebay and never looked back. Until Saturday. It took me a few laps, but I got my groove back. And my snazzy old school knee pads were able to be worn again too.

Hubby broke his leg roller skating when he was 6. He decided to dare the roller gods and slipped on some wheels. He finally found his groove too. Meanwhile, lil CJ ran around the rink yelling "Da-dy! Da-dy!"

It was so.much.fun. Happy Birthday Mabster!!! Can we do it over again?!?!?

WORDLESS Wednesday.

2010-07-21T07:32:00.004-05:00

I'm Still Lost

2010-07-18T20:59:00.004-05:00

without my favorite tv show and Jack.

*Swoon*

WW - Hippy Chick.

2010-07-06T12:46:00.004-05:00

***Oops. Mommy brain. I forgot to post my WW.

Vent Hide-A-Way.

2010-07-06T12:33:00.004-05:00

While walking past a floor vent, I noticed several cheerios near it. Intrigued, I looked inside the vent grate. There inside were not only cheerios, but goldfish too.

It appears, lil C has found a new love for placing things in the air vents. Lots of things.

Today, I took on the job of vacuuming out all the air vents.

In them I found:

Goldfish, Cheerios, pretzels, raisins, tissue paper, hair clips, q-tips, coins, and other randomness.

I giggled tho. I didnt find any Marlboro's...which is what my brother back during HS use to hide in the air vents.

Old Late Night Virgin Eclipse Critic.

2010-06-30T08:05:00.008-05:00

I cut line with a running stride upon arriving at the theater. I threw the ticket at the usher and literally kept on going. A police officer came in to our theater, and for a second, I thought he was after me. However, I think he was looking for the beer drinkers that left their mark last year...and that was - um - not me either. *cough*

I silenced the theater & got a picture of some genius guys. They wore their own 'Team' shirts. I got 'Team Patrick' to turn around & smile for a Kodak moment with BlueMomma's camera because she was too chicken. However, I was too tired to actually return the favor by walking down to his seat & signing his shirt.

I made the teenybopper girls wait as I told a girl in a leg cast to cut line for the handicap stall in the bathroom. Not one girl sneered or objected. I felt old. Mama spoke, kids listened.

I had a revelation as I watched Bella & her dad talk about virginity in their kitchen. I am Bella's dad's age...or close damn to it.

I broke the seal and had to pee too many times. Im never drinking before a movie again.

I actually jumped at 'scary' parts in the movie. Not sure if it was the movie, exhaustion or the caffeine.

Dakota Fanning is a true actress. I was scared of her.

I have found a new liking for Jacob. His extremely BAD hair in the first movie has worn off on me, and him not wearing a shirt for most of Eclipse sealed the deal. Not to mention, his sarcasm was well delivered.

A bigger budget can make a movie great.

Midnight movies are too late for my old a-s-s.

Novemeber 2011 seems so far off, but I know in reality it will fly by...

Remembering.

2010-06-17T13:48:00.003-05:00

Roses grow in Heaven, Lord, pick a bunch for me. Place them in my Daddy's arms & tell him they're from me. Tell him that I love & miss him, & when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek & hold him for awhile. Remembering him is easy; I do it everyday. There's an ache within my heart that will never go away.

♥ ♥ Happy Father's Day Daddy ♥ ♥

WW - Slippin & Slidin YB.

2010-06-16T22:41:00.003-05:00

Walmart's Secret.

2010-06-16T21:50:00.005-05:00

Big B has been in need of new undies. So while at Walmart today, I let her pick some out.

After carefully selecting 2 packs with the cutest prints, she decided she needed a bra to match. For a split second I considered it. Afterall, the super cute coordinating bras were strategically hung next to the size 6 girls' panties. However, it was a quickly fleeting thought - not just because Big B is still a baby and the idea of a bra is absurd, but because 1 bra cost more than the 6 pack of panties.

Thankfully, Big B accepted my stern 'no' with ease. (She was very lucky it was not more of a 'OH HELL NO!')

As we turned the corner, Big B quickly questioned:

"Will I at least get one of those pretty pink bags with tissue paper?"

Not at Walmart my dear, not at Walmart.

Sushi, Drinks & Tattoos

2010-06-09T06:57:00.006-05:00

Kimtastic posted this adventure on her blog...so Im just stealing hers.

I think I'm done with tattoos now. I hope.

http://mommakimtastic.blogspot.com/2010/06/sushi-tattoos-and-patio-drinks.html

Silence Means Toilet.

2010-06-04T07:52:00.004-05:00

lil C was playing quietly. I figured it was the perfect time to catch up on Kimtastic's blog. I was behind and knew she had posted some new fun reads. I normally don't delve into any deep internet material during the day, because I am constantly being interrupted. But this moment appeared perfect.

After catching up on the newest happenings, I realized quite a bit of time had elapsed. lil C was still eerily quiet. My mommy instinct told me this was not good.

Lo and behold, I found lil C in the bathroom. Drenched in toilet water. Rolls...not just sheets, but rolls, were in the commode & on the floor.

Yes, I grabbed the camera for prosperity. 2 more minutes would not make the disaster any nastier.

The joke, hubby often asks what I was doing while a 'situation' occured. He likes to insinuate that Im always 'typing away' on the computer.

This time, he was right.

WW - I Am NOT A Rag Doll.

2010-06-01T21:35:00.001-05:00

25 Random Things About Yankee Belle

2010-06-01T10:31:00.005-05:00

1. I can't believe I am in my 30's. I have lived a very full life thus far.

2. I met my second husband on Match.com. We met in May, eloped 3 months later and have been living happily ever after - at least most days.

3. My first born really is not named after a great Borough of NYC.

4. I have 7 classes remaining to finish my undergraduate degree. It sucks it took me forever to figure out what I wanted to do in life.

5. I miss my NY friends horribly. I don't mind living in the south, I just wish we were close enough for weekend car trips.

6. I haven't really felt at 'home' in a city since I moved from NY. No place has seemed permanent until now. The birth of a kid can do that to ya.

7. I have lived in NYC, Altlanta, Nashville, Chattanooga, and now Birmingham. WOnder what the future holds...

8. I prefer the radio to tv. Music can invoke nostalgia, and I like to reminisice.

9. One of my best friends I have known since I was a year old. I consider all my childhood friends family. I hope my kids are blessed with friends like this.

10. I hate being pregnant. I love babies tho, so I guess it's worth it.

11. My first car was a giant boat. Thankfully when it came time to drive it, my dad bought me a smaller vehicle. I was thrilled.

12. I have been on television and co-hosted a morning radio show in Nasvhille.

13. I received a congressional nomination to the US Air Force Academy. They told me I couldn't be a pilot because of my vision. I told them I wasn't going to their school then.

14. I will admit I am stubborn. If I want something...I want it. ANd I will get it. Maybe I should just call that determination....hubby disagrees.

15. I love traveling. My dad worked for Pan Am, and we flew everywhere for free. Sadly I saw so much before I was a teenager, I don't remember much.

16. I am half Dutch. My dad is straight off a 1960s boat.

17. I love speaking Spanish. It's a little rusty tho...since I only get to use it when I eat mexican.

18. I tried to have an au-naturale childbirth, but hubby talked me into the meds when I started pulling my hair out.

19. I have always known I would be a stay-at-home-mom, and I've always known I would have a girl and then a boy. Maybe I have a 6th sense....hmmmm...

20. I love being a stay-at-home-mom. I hate not having my own paycheck.

21. I pray every night my babies live a happy, healthy and God filled life.

22. I am 99% sure I will only have 2 children.

23. I love and take pride in being Roman Catholic. It makes up a big part of who I am. However, I'm not perfect...thank God for the sacrament of Penance!

24. I have grown to love Alabama football. ROLL TIDE!!!!!!

25. I love my life. No regrets.

WW - No More Cookies Sadness.

2010-05-26T13:20:00.004-05:00

One Kid's Trash, Is Actually Daddy's Swim Trunks.

2010-05-24T22:06:00.005-05:00

lil C loves throwing stuff in the garbage. Anytime he passes thru the kitchen something gets tossed.

The other morning I was looking for my newly purchased Old Navy goods. Hubby was going to try his new swim trunks on. However, the bag was no where to be found.

Then I heard the now very familiar sound of my kitchen garbage can. What did my eyes behold...but the entire bag in the trash.

I guess lil C was unhappy that daddy got the new threads and he didnt.

WW - Hide & Seek with a Hint.

2010-05-19T14:09:00.002-05:00

My lil Monkey Knows Banana.

2010-05-14T09:06:00.003-05:00

lil C is changing so much, almost to the point where I can see signs of greater comprehension daily. It makes my heart skip a beat when I realize he understands me. My baby is growing up.

Yesterday, I asked him if he wanted a banana. Without hesitation, he sprang to his feet, toddled to the kitchen and rubbed his fingers together while pointing at the bananas. I was ecstatic.

If only he would understand the word 'no' when it comes to playing with the kitchen garbage. Things are beginning to disappear in my house, and I believe their new permanent home is at the city dump. Courtesy of my son.

Date Night.

2010-05-13T08:20:00.003-05:00

Big B is spending close to 3 weeks in Florida with her Grands, Paw Paw & Aunt KT. How different our house is right now is an entirely different post.

The other night, Aunt KT a 21 year old college gal, was being picked up by her boyfriend for a date. Big B was distraught.

'I want to go on a date! I need a date too!'

Grands informed hubby she cried and cried...wanting a date too.

Aunt KT did not allow Big B to tag along tho. However, if Paw Paw & Grands had thought about it - they should have made Aunt KT take her.

Talk about some great birth control. I bet Aunt KT & the boyfriend would not have even held hands.

WW - Tantrum.

2010-05-12T08:08:00.001-05:00