I have grand news! Fluffy is doing much better. After three days in the vet hospital, we brought him home and continued to give him pineapple juice over the weekend. He is now eating really well and making pellets. ;o) So, it seems our sweet little bunny is on the mends.
Kimberly
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Fluffy (aka Captain Jack Sparraow)
OK...so Tim took Fluffy to the vet today and they did an x-ray. They say that his stomach is about half full of hair, and that it is blocking the intestines. They are keeping him at the animal hospital for several days during which time they will give injections and pineapple juice to try and dissolve the hair. The vet was very optimistic that they will be able to help him. Hopefully (and prayerfully) he will be home in a few days healthy!
My husband has been such a trooper to help him through this. Even with his allergies, he's been right there helping out as you can see in the picture. We all really love him.
My husband has been such a trooper to help him through this. Even with his allergies, he's been right there helping out as you can see in the picture. We all really love him.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Heartbroken
It's been a tough week in our household. It all started on Sunday when Grace's nanny quit. Grace really loved her a lot and so we had one brokenhearted little girl when we finally told her Sunday evening. At 11:30 pm she finally fell asleep after crying for quite some time. What can a parent do in a situation like this? Honestly, I was crushed just seeing how upset Grace was.
Monday started off on the down side. If Sunday was bad, Monday got even worse. Tim got up early as usual and then came and woke me up to let me know that our bunny Fluffy was not moving, seemed very lathargic and was just not being himself. Usually he's hopping around his cage in the morning, but not that day. After a trip to the vet Monday afternoon we found out that Fluffy has a blockage in his digestive tract. Laymen's terms: Fluffy has can't poop. So, every day we've been giving him medicine, which means I'm up early to help Tim give it to him, but still nothing has passed.
We called the vet again today and now we're giving him pineapple joice as well. Not only is he not pottying, he's not eating either. The vet said that if he doesn't go potty by Monday we have to bring him in. We all have been fervently praying for him and I believe God does care. My mom even called me the other day just to see how he was. We all love him so. Tim is allergic to dogs and cats and so we thought the bunny would be a pet Grace could have. However, we've found that Tim is allergic to him as well, but because he too loves Fluffy he faithfully holds him while I give him medicine even though it makes him sneeze his head off. Frankly, we need a miracle for our bunny!
We've let him out of his cage so that maybe some exercise will help. So, right now he's running around the basement. I don't even care if he makes an incredible mess all over the place. I just want him to potty!! After the exercise, he's right now going to town drinking his water so maybe that will help.
Today Grace was at our pastor's house playing with his kids in their front yard. They having a great climbing tree and Grace was playing in it and fell. No broken bones, but some major scapes up her side and belly. She was pretty brave and didn't even cry (or so she says).
All around, it's just been a tough week. Please pray that next week is better in our house. I've never been more excited to see poop in all my life.
Monday started off on the down side. If Sunday was bad, Monday got even worse. Tim got up early as usual and then came and woke me up to let me know that our bunny Fluffy was not moving, seemed very lathargic and was just not being himself. Usually he's hopping around his cage in the morning, but not that day. After a trip to the vet Monday afternoon we found out that Fluffy has a blockage in his digestive tract. Laymen's terms: Fluffy has can't poop. So, every day we've been giving him medicine, which means I'm up early to help Tim give it to him, but still nothing has passed.
We called the vet again today and now we're giving him pineapple joice as well. Not only is he not pottying, he's not eating either. The vet said that if he doesn't go potty by Monday we have to bring him in. We all have been fervently praying for him and I believe God does care. My mom even called me the other day just to see how he was. We all love him so. Tim is allergic to dogs and cats and so we thought the bunny would be a pet Grace could have. However, we've found that Tim is allergic to him as well, but because he too loves Fluffy he faithfully holds him while I give him medicine even though it makes him sneeze his head off. Frankly, we need a miracle for our bunny!
We've let him out of his cage so that maybe some exercise will help. So, right now he's running around the basement. I don't even care if he makes an incredible mess all over the place. I just want him to potty!! After the exercise, he's right now going to town drinking his water so maybe that will help.
Today Grace was at our pastor's house playing with his kids in their front yard. They having a great climbing tree and Grace was playing in it and fell. No broken bones, but some major scapes up her side and belly. She was pretty brave and didn't even cry (or so she says).
All around, it's just been a tough week. Please pray that next week is better in our house. I've never been more excited to see poop in all my life.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Innocence lost
My sweet innocent little girl has officially learned her first really bad word. The nice thing is she didn't believe it was a word at all. We were laying in bed the other night and Grace said something about "potty words". To which I said, "Like what?" She then gave me the normal list:
Stupid
Shut up
Dumb
Yes, I agreed those are all bad words. Then she said:
"Mama, Alex (the 3 year old next door) keeps saying a word, but I don't think it's really a word."
Me: "What's the word?" I couldn't really understand her so I asked her to repeat it, then spell it.
Sh** (Yes, she spelled it correctly). My heart sank. "Yep, that's a bad word Grace. A really really bad word that we don't ever want to say."
Grace: "So what's it mean?"
Tim: "It doesn't matter what it means. You just should never say it."
Grace: "OK" (after asking a few more times)
As a parent, I just felt horrible. Now that word is stuck in my baby's head. And as long as she plays with the neighbors she's probably going to hear it again. It's not that I want to put her in a coccoon (we'll maybe) it's that I want to keep her as pure and innocent as I can for as long as possible. Isn't it my job as a parent to keep her safe? I'm all about letting her grow and experience life, but I truly believe as a parent it's up to me to make sure she does that within some boundaries. Tim said that we're lucky that she made it to the age of 8. I guess he's right, but it still feels sad. My baby is growing up and fast.
Stupid
Shut up
Dumb
Yes, I agreed those are all bad words. Then she said:
"Mama, Alex (the 3 year old next door) keeps saying a word, but I don't think it's really a word."
Me: "What's the word?" I couldn't really understand her so I asked her to repeat it, then spell it.
Sh** (Yes, she spelled it correctly). My heart sank. "Yep, that's a bad word Grace. A really really bad word that we don't ever want to say."
Grace: "So what's it mean?"
Tim: "It doesn't matter what it means. You just should never say it."
Grace: "OK" (after asking a few more times)
As a parent, I just felt horrible. Now that word is stuck in my baby's head. And as long as she plays with the neighbors she's probably going to hear it again. It's not that I want to put her in a coccoon (we'll maybe) it's that I want to keep her as pure and innocent as I can for as long as possible. Isn't it my job as a parent to keep her safe? I'm all about letting her grow and experience life, but I truly believe as a parent it's up to me to make sure she does that within some boundaries. Tim said that we're lucky that she made it to the age of 8. I guess he's right, but it still feels sad. My baby is growing up and fast.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Heartbroken
I am just heartbroken today after learning of the death of Steven Curtis Chapman's 5 year old daughter, Maria. As a parent it is the most unthinkable thing ever. As I have read over all of the condolences on various sites, I think the only thing that can give one comfort in this kind of tragedy is knowing that millions of people are praying for you. What a dark day for this family! Only the God of peace can bring the kind of comfort that is needed in a time like this, and it is up to those of us who have faith to lift them up to Him. I cannot even begin to fathom what they are going through, and if the only thing I can do is to pray, then I will pray. Please join me.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
The Prince Caspian Adventure
From Grace:
Yesterday Mom took me and 6 of my friends to see the movie Prince Caspian. It was a birthday present and was so fun. Susan and Caspian kissed. The boys all thought it was gross. It was an awesome movie. Then we went back to my house and had cake. We got to play outside after that. It was a great day!
Yesterday Mom took me and 6 of my friends to see the movie Prince Caspian. It was a birthday present and was so fun. Susan and Caspian kissed. The boys all thought it was gross. It was an awesome movie. Then we went back to my house and had cake. We got to play outside after that. It was a great day!
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Happy Mother's Day
This Mother's Day is extra special. We haven't really done anything different than any other day, but this year we happen to be grandparents. Our first granddaughter was born in January. Jada is so sweet and just plain precious. We were able to see her last weekend at Grace's birthday party in Columbus. As I held her and tried to get her to sleep, her mama said I should sing to her. For a moment I couldn't think of anything to sing. Then it came to me and I began to sing for the first time to this sweet little girl, "Jesus Loves Me." Can I just tell you how special that was to me. And don't you know she went right to sleep hopefully hiding those words in her heart that Jesus does love her.
Mother's Day has not always been an easy thing for me. Face it...being a stepmom is not what we all dream of growing up to be and there are no glamorous stepmoms to be found in any fairytale. At 25, when I got married, I'm afraid I was not the best at it. Looking back today there are so many things that I would do differently. Did I love my two stepdaughters? Absolutely! However, I realized that what I was trying to do in those early days was to love them in my own strength, in my own way. That did not work and never will. I have to say my biggest regret is that I don't think I represented God's love to them in a very good way. There are days that this thought overwhelms me. That I could have been a stumbling block to them is frankly tough to deal with. However, I know that I cannot change what was and I can only move forward.
Almost four years ago I did a Bible study called "Breaking Free" by Beth Moore. It was the most pivotal moment in my life. I realized at that point that all my controlling behavior was because I did not trust that God could work things out the way I wanted Him to. If I wanted something to turn out a certain way, I had to take care of it, manipulate it, direct it, whatever you want to call it, so that it would work out my way. However, it never works out the way you want it to and I found I only made things worse. Through that Bible study I began to understand that God's plan is always better than mine and that the only person I can change is me. If I work on myself and allow God to do whatever it is He wants to do....things will always be good. He can change people not me and more importantly He can change them into whatever He wants them to be. Father does know best (at least our Heavenly one). So, today I'm working on doing things His way, not my way. It has been a tremendous journey for me since the days of Breaking Free...and it continues.
It wouldn't be right this Mother's Day if I did not mention my beautiful 8 year old. Grace is an amazing little girl and we are so blessed to have her. She just turned 8 last week and I can't believe how quickly the time has passed. We were having lunch with friends on her birthday and Nancy, whose daughter is also 8, reminded me that after the next 8 years they'll be driving. UGGGG! I don't even want to think about that. I will try to enjoy each and every day God gives us together. She has promised me that she will live right next door to me when she grows up and will let me watch her kids every day! I'm sure I'll have to remind her of that later. I love her so!
I don't know how many stepmom's might be out there, but let me just wish you a special Happy Mother's Day. I know it's not easy and you're bound to make mistakes. However, hang in there. Remember that whatever is going on try to look at it through the lenses of Christ. It's only in His love that you'll make it.
Blessings!
Kimberly
Mother's Day has not always been an easy thing for me. Face it...being a stepmom is not what we all dream of growing up to be and there are no glamorous stepmoms to be found in any fairytale. At 25, when I got married, I'm afraid I was not the best at it. Looking back today there are so many things that I would do differently. Did I love my two stepdaughters? Absolutely! However, I realized that what I was trying to do in those early days was to love them in my own strength, in my own way. That did not work and never will. I have to say my biggest regret is that I don't think I represented God's love to them in a very good way. There are days that this thought overwhelms me. That I could have been a stumbling block to them is frankly tough to deal with. However, I know that I cannot change what was and I can only move forward.
Almost four years ago I did a Bible study called "Breaking Free" by Beth Moore. It was the most pivotal moment in my life. I realized at that point that all my controlling behavior was because I did not trust that God could work things out the way I wanted Him to. If I wanted something to turn out a certain way, I had to take care of it, manipulate it, direct it, whatever you want to call it, so that it would work out my way. However, it never works out the way you want it to and I found I only made things worse. Through that Bible study I began to understand that God's plan is always better than mine and that the only person I can change is me. If I work on myself and allow God to do whatever it is He wants to do....things will always be good. He can change people not me and more importantly He can change them into whatever He wants them to be. Father does know best (at least our Heavenly one). So, today I'm working on doing things His way, not my way. It has been a tremendous journey for me since the days of Breaking Free...and it continues.
It wouldn't be right this Mother's Day if I did not mention my beautiful 8 year old. Grace is an amazing little girl and we are so blessed to have her. She just turned 8 last week and I can't believe how quickly the time has passed. We were having lunch with friends on her birthday and Nancy, whose daughter is also 8, reminded me that after the next 8 years they'll be driving. UGGGG! I don't even want to think about that. I will try to enjoy each and every day God gives us together. She has promised me that she will live right next door to me when she grows up and will let me watch her kids every day! I'm sure I'll have to remind her of that later. I love her so!
I don't know how many stepmom's might be out there, but let me just wish you a special Happy Mother's Day. I know it's not easy and you're bound to make mistakes. However, hang in there. Remember that whatever is going on try to look at it through the lenses of Christ. It's only in His love that you'll make it.
Blessings!
Kimberly
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