Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Out With the Old

We have been very blessed this year. God has been extremely merciful to us, and we are constantly reminded of that every time we look into 4 beautiful little faces. However, we realize the magnitude of our blessings in comparison to our fear, heartache and disappointment.
2008 has been a very challenging year.
The ordeal with Rachel has become a part of our everyday lives, but it didn't start out as that. It started out first, not knowing if she would even live and then, not sure what kind of limitations she would have. We faced the fear of the unknown, the worst kind of fear. Thankfully, her limitations are few. Yes, Rachel's feet don't work and never will (of course, with the advancements of modern technology, you never know). Her Spina Bifida is a lifelong condition and she'll never "get better". But, we are learning to live with this new kind of normal.
My mom has faced a horrendous struggle with cancer for the second time, but she continues to get stronger and better each day.
Yes, we have a lot to be thankful for this year. God has been so gracious to us, yet I have never been more ready to turn the page on the calendar and begin anew. GOOD BYE 2008!!!
Happy new year to you all, and here's to GREAT THINGS in 2009!

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Life with a Little Girl

If a little "lipstip" will make me pretty, just think what A LOT will do...

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Merry Christmas

History is full of many men who would be god, but only one GOD who would be man.
Merry Christmas!

Monday, December 22, 2008

The Boy's Birthday Party

This past weekend we celebrated Benjamin's 6th birthday with his friends. It was his first "friend's" party and it was so much funHe decorated his own cake with his own Star Wars toys.We had a Deathstar pinata and played "Destroy the Deathstar".And here he is, the birthday boy, in his Jedi shirt. Everyone got one for the party.

Friday, December 19, 2008

A Christmas Greeting

Merry Christmas from the Mischlers!
In lieu of sending out a Christmas letter this year (who has time with four kids??) or Christmas cards (even less of a possibility), I have resorted to the E-Christmas greeting.
Rachel (8 months) is doing very well. She is the sweetest, most content little girl. Physically, everything seems to be working except her ankles and toes. She will be just fine!
Josh (2 yr 10 months) is loving having the two older ones in school. He finally rules the roost for a little bit each day. He loves superheroes and movies.
Rebekah (4 ½ yrs) is in her first year of preschool and loves Miss Chris and Miss Sonna. She is a great helper and very imaginative.
Benjamin (6 yrs) is in Kindergarten this year. He is making friends and having a great time, though he often thinks it’d be more fun to stay home once in a while.
John is still at Lord Corporation and traveling a bit less: he is only out of town about two nights per month. He is helping his dad
on the farm here, too.

I am busy running the kids around. We’ve talked about me eventually going back to work, but I am too busy to think about that now.
We hope that you and your family have a wonderful Christmas and a happy new year!
Love, Melanie (for the rest)
www.themischlers.blogspot.com John_Mischler@Lord.com mkuki06@yahoo.com

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

The Christmas Concert


Yesterday afternoon was Benjamin's Kindergarten Christmas Concert. This is where all of the kindergartners are corralled into the gym and sing to a recording of various holiday songs. It was rather cute.
Some crazy toddler on the top row thought HE was part of the concert and kept singing along, only, not to the song being sung. The little boy, about 2 1/2 years old, sang his OWN rendition during "Jingle Bells". Instead of "Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way...", the little boy sang "Jingle bells, Batman smells, Robin laid an egg..." (How humiliated his parents must have been!)
And during the song about "Jolly Old St. Nick", the little boy sang (at the top of his lungs) "Santa Claus is Coming To Town". (His poor parents!)
Well, it was a wonderful concert anyway! Benjamin was so cute and happy to see us. We had great seats...in the top row! ;)

Monday, December 15, 2008

A Christmas Carol

My kids know that Christmas is all about Jesus. All of the decorations, all the Santa's, all the presents and other "stuff" is just because it is Jesus' birth. They know that, and we still have Santa and Rudolph and all that other stuff. Some people don't allow all that other "stuff" into their home, saying it detracts from the true meaning of Christmas. True, and that is their opinion, but I want my kids to know that without Jesus, there'd be no Santa, no Frosty, and no 12 Days of Christmas, some people don't even realize it, but when they put up a Santa Claus, they're celebrating Jesus' birth.
Ok, I digress... the point I want to make is, Why are all the fun Christmas songs about Santa, Rudolph and Frosty? What kid wants to sing the morose song "O Come, O Come Emmanuel"? Yes, Away in a Manger is a great song, but have you ever heard how low it is? Joy To the World is a great upbeat song, but kids don't understand "Let earth receive her King" (most adults don't either).
So who knows a great KIDS' song about Jesus and Christmas that's fun to sing?

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Christmas Cake Pops

Aren't these the cutest little things ever? They are called Cake Pops and are the EASIEST things to make. I got the idea (and the picture) from Bakerella (the website is on my sidebar).

Make a cake as directed. Let it cool completely (like overnight). When ready, crumble cake in a large bowl, add 1 cannister of frosting. Make into balls. Freeze for at least 1 hour. Insert lollipop sticks. Melt candy discs and cover the cakeball. Place on wax paper and put in fridge to harden.
Decorate as desired (some decorations may be done before the candy is hardened).

Bakerella has many more pictures and ideas for the different holidays. ENJOY!!

Monday, December 8, 2008

A Year Ago, Part 2

Lest you think that I have only remembered the bad news and not the good...

Three days after we received that devastating news that our baby girl would not live, we went to the specalist in Pittsburgh. This is my recollection of that day.

WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 28, 2008
We got up early in the morning to make the trip to Pittsburgh. It was the longest trip of our lives.
Up to this point, we had not named the baby yet. It was just too hard. So we decided on her name: Rachel. (I will write about chosing her name at another time.)
As we drove down, so many thoughts went through my head. We were under the impression that there was little to no brain activity, so I prayed that when we got to Pittsburgh, that she would already be gone...no heartbeat. I didn't want her to suffer and I didn't want to have to assess her viability.
John and I were very aware that God could and does work miracles and we were certainly praying for that, but I didn't let myself think that. We were prepared to deal with the reality of the situation.
There was one point in the trip that I though , "What would it be like to get to Pittsburgh and have the doctor tell us that she would live. How would I react?" Then I censured myself.
I thought, two days ago we were given the worst news of our lives, our hope was lost. And, here on the third day, we don't know what's around the corner, but HOPE certainly isn't it. I wondered if that might be how the followers of Jesus felt after they watched him die and they buried him in a tomb. They had NO IDEA what was just around the corner....and little did we know!
We got to Dr. Giles office in Pittsburgh and got signed in. The receptionist asked why we were there and I thought, "Please don't make me say it...because my daughter is going to die."
The sonogram technician didn't know our situation either and kept pointing out her hands and face and HEARTBEAT. My thought at the time was, "Please stop, you're killing us here."
After her exam, she conferred with the doctor who then showed us into his office. The tension in John and I was so thick...waiting for him to confirm the worst.
He proceeded to tell us that it wasn't what we thought it was initially and that she will have some complications. After about five minutes I stopped him and said,"Wait a minute...do you mean she might live?" (I couldn't bring myself to say the words "die" and "my daughter" in the same sentence.) He said of course she will live, and I broke down and sobbed. If the news we got on Monday was the worst imaginable, this news on Wednesday was the most incredible!
A lot of people have asked me if it was a misdiagnosis or what. I don't know exactly what happened between Monday in Erie and Wednesday in Pittsburgh, but I KNOW that God intervened on our behalf.
When John and I got married, he had a verse he really wanted to be part of our ceremony, to convey our belief about our marriage:
"I know that whatever God does endures forever. Nothing can be added to it, nothing can be taken from it. God has done this so that all would stand in awe before him." (Ecc. 3:14)
This has become our declaration with Rachel: God has done this. I want you to stand with open mouthed AWE at what God has done.


And this is the email I sent out:

OK folks I hope you're sitting down....GOD HAS PERFORMED A MIRACLE!!! There is no other explanation for it.

We got to Pitts this morning thinking the WORST. The sonographer did her work, pointing out Rachel's (that's what we've named her) hands and face. We're thinking to ourselves "You're killing us." When she was done she left the room to get the dr. He took us to his office and started to explain that it's not what we thought it was. Rachel has Spinal Biffida (failure of the spine to close during the first few weeks). That was causing the swelling on her brain (which is not outside of the "normal" parameters). The opening is so low (the lower the better), the only problems she may face are with walking or bowel functions....and she may not. As the dr is telling me this, I stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, does this mean that she'll live??". He said, "oh yes, oh yes!" The condition is not life threatening.

I will carry her to about term (36-37 weeks instead of 40), having regular appointments in Pittsburgh. I will need to be delivered in Pitts where she'll go immediately to Children's Hospital where they may need to insert shunts in her brain (if the fluid is still on there) and there will be surgery needed to correct the opening.. We still have some concerns. Her ability to walk may be affected and there may be fluid on the brain. But the God who can bring back the dead can certainly handle those issues.

I am amazed at the way God has intervened on our behalf. I am telling you the truth - each time the Dr looked at her, the opening got smaller and lower on the sonogram!! We are confident that God alone has done this work. On the way down this morning, we were planning her funeral and talking about burial, now, we have our daughter back, and I want everyone to know that it is God who has done this.

We are also overwhelmed by the various displays of love and support we have received. We know that so many of you were praying for us...it's so powerful. THANK YOU!!!! Again, mere words cannot express our heartfelt gratitude for what you have done. We couldn't have gone it alone.

Now, we are exhausted. OK, do the offers of food and childcare from so many of you still stand? Sleeping peacefully tonight, Melanie and John

Sunday, December 7, 2008

A Year Ago

I did not write about this on the actual date, I don't even know the actual date, though I know it is the Monday after Thanksgiving.
It was a year ago, that day, that the midwife walked into the exam room with a plastered smile on her face and asked me if I had any problems or questions for her. I asked her about the sonogram I had just had. It was then that she closed the door and said, "It's not good. It's very bad" and the world as we knew it changed forever.
It is still very hard for me to remember and relive that day. So, you see why it's not something I want to commemorate.
Thankfully for us and by the amazing mercy and grace of God, the entire outcome was different than what we were originally told. (In case you aren't following me here, I am talking about the day we got the diagnosis that our unborn daughter Rachel would not live.)

Here is my recollection of that day.

MONDAY, NOVEMBER 26, 2007
We were scheduled for a routine sonogram to find out the baby's gender. I really wanted to know this time, but John didn't, so I joked that he wasn't invited to the sono. In fact, he thought he had a meeting that morning and might not make it. I was not even expecting him to be there.
My mom was able to come babysit the other kids, otherwise I would have taken them with me, which I had every appointment up to that one.
On my way into the doctors, I had a list of things to do after, not having the kids with me. One of my errands was to drop off my library books. I had a little bit of extra time and went back and forth as to whether to drop them off. I thought, "I should drop them off now, because I won't want to when I get the bad news..." I had no idea where that idea came from.
John did show up for our appointment. We were taken back for the sono and at first, everything appeared great. The technician checked out the heart and tummy, and then she got really quiet and kept looking at something. I asked her a few questions, but she seemed distracted. At one point she asked me if I had had any of the genetic testing offered to me. Because I was over 35 this pregnancy, I was offered a number of genetic tests. John and I discussed this and decided against any special testing, thinking, "The possibility of a problem because I am this 'magic age' is so remote."
When the sono technician handed the video tape back to me, her hands were shaking so badly, she couldn't put it back in the case. I knew something was up.
She sent us back out to the waiting room to wait for our doctor appointment. I said to John that something was wrong. I just knew it. At that time, I saw the technician run from one side of the building to the other, where the doctor's offices were.
After a short time we were called back to a room and the routine things were done, blood pressure, weight.
I have always seen the midwives at the practice and had an appointment with one of my favorite, who has been with me through every pregnancy since Benjamin.
She came in and asked if we had any questions for her. I said yes, about the sonogram. She said she had some information about that and that it was bad, very bad. She said that the baby girl was not developing properly, that she had hydrocephelus and a sacral teratoma. Basically, her brain and spinal cord were not developing properly and that her condition was not compatible with life. She would not be able to survive outside of the womb, and that we needed to consider termination.
John and I were completely shocked. My first reaction was not anger or denial, it was "Help me God." She said that they were sending me to a genetic specialist in Pittsburgh immediately. In fact, another nurse was calling right then for an appointment.
A lot of it is still a blur, but I remember Peggy telling me that there was no hope, but maybe God... And I remember as she was telling me this, the nurse was standing behind her shaking her head no. I had the greatest (the only time) urge to slap the nurse across the face and say to her, "You don't know what God can do."
John was supposed to go back to work and I was to run our errands, but plans got changed. I drove home in shock. John had something he had to do and then he came home.
I really don't remember much about the rest of that day, except moving from room to room not sure what to do.
I did call Benjamin's teacher who graciously prayed with me on the phone. I called my closest friend from high school. I called my closest friend from college who had just had her baby girl a few days earlier.
And then we tried to sleep, but it would not come. I wanted to send out an email. I felt that I needed as many people praying for this baby as possible, so I think that night is when we sent out our first letter.


This is the first email I sent out.
As many of you know, we are expecting baby #4 in April. We learned some devastating news yesterday. The baby girl is not developing properly, her brain. The dr's said that it is a condition "not compatable with life", meaning, I'm not even sure what. They are immediately sending us to a specialist in Pittsburgh (Wed morning appt) for further testing.

We desperately need your prayers. The dr's gave us little to no hope, but I know that God is able to do miraculous things, and that's really what we need now. We need people to pray for this little girl. Please ask God to work a miracle.

We really need your prayers too. Who knows what kind of choices we might need to make.
We are very confident and secure in God's love and working in this whole situtation, but continue to remember us., PLEASE! Melanie

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

The TRUE Christmas Story??

And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. The angel appeared to them and the glory of the Lord shone around them and they were terrified...
And three Jedi came from the East, Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, and Qui-Gon Jinn, to fight the evil Darth Maul...

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

The one ;)

I often look at my kids and try to see who they will be...both physically and in personality.
I think I have figured out which "one" is going to give me a run for my money. I hope that my four year old is going through a phase. I honestly can't remember if the oldest was like this or not, but I think that child #2 is going to be the one to put me over the edge when she's a teen.
Here's a little example of what I deal with everyday.
She is potty-trained, but every once in a while she has accidents. Well, we've tried every trick in the book to help her. I think that what happens is that she gets too involved in something and then waits too long to go and has an accident.
Well, yesterday we asked her several times if she had to go. No, no, no...
I was at the computer and my husband was at the dining room table doing work when the kid ran past to go upstairs (where the only bathroom is). As she climbed the stairs my husband asked her what was on her pants, why they were wet. She said, "Well...there's just water on my pants. Somebody spilled water on my pants." (Code for, "I had an accident" without taking the responsibility.)

Another time she asked me, "Is my toy in the other room or did a bear eat it?" I laughed and told her a bear ate it. She cried and cried. Wrong answer mom!

She will tell me over and over, "Give my sister a kiss." and when I finally do, she'll say to me, "Why you kissing my sister?"

I've already told you about how she tries to get out of nap/rest time: "God doesn't want us to sleep during the day. He wants us to sleep at night."

I am finding a lot more grays in my hair, and I have an idea where they are coming from!

Monday, December 1, 2008

What the Mischlers Do For Fun!

...we take markers and draw on our kids' faces.
(meow...)

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Eleven Days of Gratitude: Day Eleven

11. Ok, so I can't count. Hey, I am an ENGLISH person, not math. (that's my excuse.)

What I am MOST grateful for is best conveyed in this song.

You did not wait for me to draw near to you, but you clothed yourself in frail humanity.
You did not wait for me to cry out to you, but you let me hear your voice calling me.
And I'm forever grateful to you, I'm forever grateful for the Cross.
I'm forever grateful to you that you came to seek and save the lost.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Eleven Days of Gratitude: Day Eight

8. I am grateful for HOPE. I have a friend who is expecting a baby. They have faced some pretty bad stuff with other pregnancies. I was praying for her and the word that kept popping into my head was "HOPE". I pray HOPE for her, that with this baby, a new beginning would occur.
I thought about our lives and the horrible ordeal we endured this last year. (Monday will be one year ago that we got the devastating news that Rachel would not live.) Yet, in it all, we were given HOPE and we held on to that hope. We still hold onto that HOPE for Rachel and the rest of our children. So today, I am grateful for HOPE.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Eleven Days of Gratitude: Day Seven

7. I am grateful for our extended family, most of whom we will see in a few days. All of John's family and most of mine live in the area and we are very blessed to have a good relationship with all of them. They are involved in our kids' lives and in our lives. Josh LOVES to go down to Ma's house (Grandma Mischler) and have lunch with Baba (Grandpa). Seriously, that is his FAVORITE thing to do! Too cute!!

Monday, November 24, 2008

Eleven Days of Gratitude: Day Six

6. I know I didn't write yesterday.That's because I was too busy with my family. We had a nice, leisurely morning, then we all went to Wal-Mart. We came home and ate lunch. I made milkshakes. We played Battleship. We had a great time and that it what I am thankful for #6...FUN FAMILY TIME.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Eleven Days of Gratitude: Day Six

6. I am grateful for TODAY. This past summer my mom had some really hard days fighting her cancer. There were days she'd say to me,"I don't think I'll make it through this." My response to her was that I couldn't promise tomorrow, only today. Today was a hard fight, but she would live.
I am reminded of that as I look at Rachel. I do not know what the future holds for her, how the Spina Bifida will affect her tomorrow, but for today, she is doing great.
I think about it as I look at each of my other kids. I do not know what tomorrow holds for their health, but I know that today, they are healthy and strong.
I think about it for myself and John. I do not know what tomorrow holds in store for us, but I know that today is a good day.
I can spend my time worrying about what may happen tomorrow, and, though preparation is good, it often leads me to frustration and doubt. All I know is that TODAY is a good day!

Friday, November 21, 2008

Eleven Days of Gratitude: Day Five

I am grateful for my miracle-baby, Rachel and her sweet, gentle spirit. As the youngest, Rachel is the brunt of her siblings' love. In fact, I am not sure who pokes and prods her more, her doctors or her siblings, but she bears it all well, never complains, never fusses. She is such a joy!

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Eleven Days of Gratitude: Day Four

4. I am grateful for my younger son, Josh. Now that the older two are in school and Rachel is an easy-going baby, I get to spend time with and see a whole different side to Josh. I am really enjoying that. He makes me laugh, too. When I was pregnant, I walked with a limp, often holding my back. Josh loves to walk like that and say, "I be mommy." He has a good heart and is very easy-going.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Eleven Days of Gratitude: Day Three

I am so grateful for my older daughter, Rebekah. She has such a joy inside of her; she is often singing to herself. I love the way she is so protective of her little sister and is such a wonderful helper. She always wants to help me while I am cooking, often just tasting whatever I am making. She likes to play a game with me. She wants me to say, "How did you get so cute?" and when I ask her that, she says, "Because you love me".

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Eleven Days of Gratitude: Day Two

2. I am grateful for my first-born, Benjamin and his good, kind heart. I love how he loves his brother and sisters (well, he loves them MOST of the time). As first-born, he's become the product of a nervous mother (as all first-borns are), yet he is growing in grace and wisdom. He makes me so proud!

Monday, November 17, 2008

The Eleven Days of Gratitude: Day One

I cannot believe that Thanksgiving is just next week, eleven days away. As I prepare my kitchen, my house and my recipes, I need to prepare my heart. This last year has been BY FAR the hardest for John and me, but it has also brought us the most blessing and numerous things to be grateful for. I know I do a lot of complaining on here, but I endeavor to write about only what I am grateful for over the next eleven days (surely I can find eleven things?). So here goes...

1.I am so grateful for an amazing husband who loves me exactly as I am, yet sees the potential of what I can be. He is just perfect for me, helps me laugh at myself, challenges me, calls me on my inconsistencies, and walks with me. Without him, none of "this" would have meaning, purpose or be nearly as fun.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Wise Words

Here are two cute sayings I read on another blog. I think you'll appreciate them, especially parents.

When your children are babies, they are so sweet and cute, you just want to take a bite out of them and gobble them up. Then when they're teenagers, you'll wish you had eaten them!

In parenting, the years go by quickly, but the days go by slowly.

Friday, November 14, 2008

The Desert

I know I've asked you to listen to the song before. I've shared the words. I think that this song, more than any other, conveys the road I feel I've traveled.

I have been in the desert where all I feel is dryness. I feel there's nothing there. I have nothing to give.

I have been in the battle where I feel victory is still on it's way.

I have been in the harvest where peace and favor and providence flow. I love the line that says, "I know I'm filled to be emptied again. The seed I've recevied I must sow."

A few weeks ago, I was in the middle of the desert. I shared that with you and you prayed and encouraged me.
Now, I feel as if I am getting into the harvest. And I know that as part of the harvest, the seed I've received I must sow.

So, I share with you some of those who are in the desert and are in need of some prayers. My heart is so heavy for them...

* Pray for a friend (Christy) who was 20 weeks pregnant with her fourth child and lost him last night. When she told me she was pregnant, she said to me, "I'm trying to keep up with you." And I thought to myself, "You do not want to compare yourself and this fourth pregnancy to me in anyway." Now, she is experiencing that heart-dropping loss.

*Pray for a friend (Stephanie) whose baby was diagnosed with Trisomy 18. (I shared her infomation a few days ago.) I have talked to her a few times. Her big dilemma right now is whether to do the amnio or not. Pray that God would make it very clear to her.

*Pray for a friend (Christa) whose triplet is showing signs of neurological problems. They have been referred to Children's Hospital of Pittsburgh. She had a gut feeling and the doctors kept dismissing her. GOOD FOR HER for listening to her gut!

*Pray for a friend (Kristy) who is pregnant with her fifth baby, two of whom did not live. As she nervously goes to each doctor appointment, she is remembering the birthdate of her second son (who lived for 6 days) and the one year anniversary of when she got the bad news regarding her fourth son (who lived 35 minutes).

*Pray for my new friend (Janna) who is due in February with a Spina Bifida baby. She is scared and exctied. I well remember those feelings.

*Pray for my new friend (Tiffany) who just brought home her new son, also with Spina Bifida. Those first few days with a newborn are hard enough, let alone getting used to the special needs of an SB baby. (By the way, I firmly believe that ALL babies have "special needs"...some have more than others!)

These are just my list of moms and babies. I have numerous others I am remembering in prayer with many other needs.

My heart is heavy. My eyes are raw from tears. My faith is in a God who sees this heartache and loves and walks with us.

Friday Morning Funnies

Here are a few things to make you chuckle...

I am having Rebekah take a "rest" in the afternoon while I try to put Josh and Rachel down for a nap. Rebekah often doesn't want to take a rest. Her current response to me:
"Mommy, God doesn't want us to sleep during the day. He wants us to sleep at night." If only she would actually SLEEP at night!


Yesterday, Josh was pulling John's suitcase around the house (John just returned from a trip).
As he pulled the suitcase he said, "I be Daddy. I go work. I buy ice cream." I guess you know what he thinks John does all day. ;)

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

A Little Bit of Good News

Rachel had an appointment with Shriner's today for an X-ray and physical therapy. It seems that the hip brace is working the way we had hoped it would! Yah!! Thank you God!

Friday, November 7, 2008

Please Pray

When we were going through everything with Rachel, I got connected to a local MOMS group at Grace Church in McKean. The ladies were wonderful and prayed for us and brought us meals. There was one mom in particular who was so kind and gracious. She brought us a meal (maybe two?) and called me a few times.
I just found out that Stephanie and her husband are only 14 weeks along in her pregnancy, and they just found out that the baby is not expected to live, Trisonomy 18. She just found out on Tuesday and, since she goes to the same practice in Erie that I do, she saw Dr. Giles, the special "high risk" doctor who tracked me and delivered Rachel. He is so wonderful and I am so thankful that she is seeing him.
I have not talked to Stephanie yet, but I understand that the testing came back, but there's more testing to be done.
PLEASE PRAY FOR THEM! Having jsut gone through this a year ago, my heart aches for her.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Thinking...

I hope to be able to convey exactly what I was thinking...

Part of the reason I have been so upset with Rachel's diagnosis and feeling so responsible is because for a good year before I got pregnant with her, I made HUGE strides to live a healthier life...I gained a lot of weight with each pregnancy and never lost it, so by the time I had Josh, I was huge and ready for a change. I joined Weight Watchers and learned to eat healthier. I joined the YMCA and regularly exercised three times a week. I lost 70 pounds by the time I got pregnant with Rachel. I was 10 pounds lighter than when I got married and 20 pounds lighter than when I got pregnant with Benjamin. I felt great and had TONS of energy. I was regularly taking my vitamins.
We also were being very proactive about living healthier. I wrote a post about this before, but we got rid of a lot of everyday chemicals. I grew a garden. I line-dried all my clothes.
Even after we found out about her birth defect, I exercised every day, cut out sugar (as much as possible) and ate healthy. I don't drink. I don't smoke. I have never done drugs. I don't even take cold medicine or drink caffeine.
Overall, this should have been (and was) my healthiest pregnancy.


When Rachel was born (and even before, in utero) the doctors continued to be amazed by how well she was doing. Yes, she had Spina Bifida and Hydrocephelus, but she was, by far, the healthiest "birth defect" baby they had ever seen.
Before Rachel's birth, we were told she would be in the hospital for at least a week but probably two. She came home in less than a week. She probably could've come home sooner but because of the weekend, the people we needed to see to get her out of there were not available.
We were told the her surgery would be within the first few days of her life. It was done within 8 hours of her birth.
Rachel scored a 9 out of 10 on her Apgar score and no one ever scores a 10.
Rachel never had any pain medication after her birth (except for once it was given as a preventative measure).
Rachel NEVER cried from the pain.
Even now, our doctors are amazed at how well she is doing.

Here's my point, at times I have been so down, feeling responsible for Rachel's birth defect. I tried to do everything possible but still failed.
Maybe I need to start looking at it as all the good I did for Rachel. Maybe her condition would've been much worse if I hadn't been so proactive? Maybe instead of feeling responsible for her defect, I should start taking some responsibility for her health. I was just thinking...

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

It's amazing what just a little bit of sleep and a little bit of sunshine can do. I got a little bit of both today and am as light as a feather...well, not literally (though I wish!).

Rachel is just as happy as can be. Here's the latest picture of her.

She was a little lady bug fof Halloween.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

OUTRAGED!!!

There are two magazines my local Babies R Us carries and gives out free, American Baby and Baby Talk. I was in there the other day and picked both of them up. I finally had a chance to read Baby Talk last night.

There was an interesting article in the October 2008 issue about a family struggling with a Down Syndrome baby. They did not know prenatally that their little girl was Down, but found out after her birth. The family talked about how bittersweet it was: the joy of having a baby girl, so sweet and precious, mixed with the grief they feel over her difficulties. As a mom of a special needs baby, I could totally related and appreciate all they were going through. I really appreciated the magazine for shedding some light on this "less than ideal" situation.

The family named their daughter after the husband's grandmother who had "escaped and fought the Nazi's during the Holocaust" (pg. 50). Oh how sweet, you say! Get this, in the next paragraph the father says to the doctors, "If we had known, we would have terminated." (pg. 50)

Ummm, is it just me, or does something not seem right here? They would have terminated their baby based on the fact the she has Down Syndrome, yet applaud his grandmother for surviving the Nazis, who wanted to "terminate" her for her "unacceptable-ness"??!! I was just speechless and needed to read it again to make sure it said what I thought it did.

When we found out that Rachel would actually live, we asked Dr. Giles if we would not be encouraged to terminate. He said that we still had that choice and there were parents that would. We found that to be LUDICROUS!! The thought never even took enough root to be plausible.

I will be honest, it is difficult living with a child with "special needs" (and Rachel's needs aren't even that demanding right now), but the joy that I get seeing Rachel happy and smiling, the absolute joy that she brings to our life... nothing can terminate that.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Chunky Monkey

Rachel got her hip brace today and has not fussed a bit about it. There was time for them to make one foot brace. We'll have to go back next week for the other.

She is getting so chubby and cute! She is in the 95th percentile for weight. She looked so cute today, I snapped a picture of her. Don't you just want to eat her up??

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

At Just the Right Time

We spent yesterday in Pittsburgh at Children's Hospital visiting the Spina Bifida clinic with Rachel which we do every three months or so. It was a very good visit. Everything with Rachel seems to be going well.
I know that some of you have been following our concern over Rachel's hips. The orthopedic doctor at CHoP explained it well to us. Because of the SB, the muscles that hold Rachel's hips in are paralyzed, so they can't do her job. Her hips will dislocate. He told us there is no "definite" fix. We could have her in the hip brace and it may work and then a year later her hips could dislocate again. We could do surgery and they could dislocate.. We could do nothing and they could be fine. I think that's one of the most frustrating things about SB, no two cases look the same and no two treatments may work the same. It is SO individualized, and, what may work today, may not work six months from now. It really is a step-by-step process.
I feel a little bit better, then, about Rachel wearing the brace, as strange as it may sound. I REALLY do not want her to have surgery, I want it all to be as non-invasive as possible. So, I feel that after talking to the doctor in Pitts, surgery may not be the best course of action.

That's the update on Rachel...here's the update on me.
As we sat in the waiting room for over an hour, I noticed a mom and a little boy (6) who reminded me of Benjamin quite a bit. The little boy was in a wheelchair, and since it was "Spina Bifida Clinic Day" it was obvious why he was there. At one point John took Rachel out into the hallway, so I asked the mom if I could ask her some questions. She was so kind and gave me such good words, I wouldn't necessarily call them "encouraging", but they were words of someone who had been through what we were embarking on. Her son's SB is extremely similar to Rachel's, same placement, same leg function. (They have to catheterize which we do not.) I wanted to get just a picture of what our live might look like in 6 years and she was there to help me.

I thought later about how she was in the right place at just the right time when I needed her. I was able to talk to her about, not just Rachel, but about me as the mom. That is EXACTLY what I needed yesterday and I felt so much better after doing it. I usually don't approach strangers and start a conversation, one in which I am in tears in, but she is just what I needed. I think it was a God-thing.

I had a present I wanted to drop off at a friend's house and I just hadn't gotten around to it. Today I was out and decided I would just do it. I am really an introvert at heart and to do something like that, out of the blue stop at some one's house, is NOT my thing. But I did it. As I stepped in her house, she shared with me something very serious that was going on RIGHT THAT MINUTE! I can't believe that maybe I was the right person at just the right time...I have been praying for her non-stop ever since. You don't know her name or her situation, but God does. Would you ask God to work in that situation? See, you stumbled on here, but you are just the right person at just the right time too!

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Step By Step

Rachel gets her new hip brace this week. She will wear it 24/7 and after a month, will have another x-ray to see if her hips are responding. If they are, she continues to wear the brace. If not...I don't even know. But I do know that there is a possibility of surgery at some point if the brace doesn't work.
Would you please pray that she responds well to the brace and that her hips grow properly? Would you also pray that she does not need surgery? The less invasive the better.
It is a long process and we may not know the outcome for some time. But step by step...

Friday, October 17, 2008

To sleep, perchance to dream...

Last night was a bit calmer in the Mischler household. We all slept ALL night in our OWN beds, well, the beds we started out in. I slept in the end bedroom, and I guess the boys slept with John in our bed. Rachel slept all night inher bed too. AHHHH, sleep!

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Tubby

Rachel is 6 months old today (well yesterday). I can't believe it's been six months already.

Since Rachel was born, I have been trying to lose the baby weight. I have been VERY frustrated. In six months, I have lost less than 5 pounds. When she was six weeks old, I joined the YMCA and went faithfully three times a week. I have followed the Weight Watchers eating plan, and in six months, I have lost basically nothing. I am SO FRUSTRATED!
I saw my chiropractor and massage therapist yesterday and was talking to them (individually) about it. My MT talked about stress. I said, "Yah, I've got stress." This pregnancy was extremely stressful, plus the fact that now, I have four kids, on top of that, one of them has a birth defect that requires extra care. My stress level is through the roof. On top of that, I don't get any sleep.

Here's an example of last night, which is pretty much the ordinary...
7:30- put kids in bed, leave light on so they can read for a while.
7:30-8:00 - run around cleaning up the messes from the day, get things ready for tomorrow
8:00 - get in bed myself and try to read
8:05 - John comes in to talk to me, put book away
8:10 - kids come in, put them back to bed
8:15 - kids come in, put them back to bed
8:20 - kids come in, put them back to bed
8:21 - turn out light in kids' room
8:30 - kid comes in saying he's scared
8:32 - put scared kid back in bed
8:32 - 9:00 - try to read some more
9:00 - my lights out, John wants to talk
9:30 - fall asleep
10:00 - wake up to John getting up
11:30 - wake up to John snoring
12:00 - wake up to John snoring, kick him out of room
1:30 - wake up to Rachel crying, go give her her pacifier, she falls back to sleep
2:30 - wake up to Rebekah getting into bed with me
3:30-4:45 wake up to Rachel fussing, let her cry for 20 minutes, then go tell John he gets to get up with her, lay there trying to get back to sleep, just as you are about to, Rebekah cries out and wakes you up, lay there getting more and more upset about the sleep you desperately need and are not getting making you more and more stressed!!!!!!
4:45 - get so exhausted but can't get back to sleep because you're just going to get up in an hour anyway and by the time you relax enough to get back to sleep it will be time to get up.... decide to just get up and get started on the laundry...

I know you don't believe me, but this is a typical night. Ever wonder why we don't answer our phone after 9 pm and usually not after 8 pm...it's because we're in bed tyring to get some sleep for the sleepless night before us.

And you don't even want to know what the daytime schedule looks like. Let's just say that to make one appointment for Rachel, I need to make AT LEAST five other calls to reschedule things. To make an appointment to get my hair cut, I've had to call and change it three times already and I still haven't gotten it cut yet.

Yah, my stress level is THROUGH THE ROOF...no wonder I can't lose any weight!!!!!!

Friday, October 10, 2008

The Hip Bone's Connected to the...

We went to Shriner's again yesterday. We thought it would be just a routine visit (WHY do I always trick myself...nothing is ever routine again!), but they found some problems with Rachel's hips. An x-ray was taken and it seems that her hips are not growing properly in their sockets. The doctor drew all over her x-ray and measured the angle of her hip bone to her femur. It should be under twenty degrees, but one was 38 degrees and one is at 42 degrees. They said that she will need to wear a Pavlik brace. (see picture)


She will need to wear this 24 hours a day for at least a year. Hopefully, it will do the job while she is still pliable, otherwise, she would need surgery.


I am a bit down about this this morning. We were not expecting problems with her hips at this point.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Field Trip to the Pumpkin Farm

Rebekah's preschool class took a field trip to a pumpkin farm today. Yes, it is only October 8th and we're bundled up like it's December for most of you.










Saturday, October 4, 2008

A Brother's Love

Benjamin has an incentive program in his classroom. When he earns so many stars for good behavior, he can chose a prize. He came home the other day so excited. The very first thing was get out the prize that he earned, proclaming that he got it just for Rachel. I hope she always treasures her little green bear.


Sunday, September 28, 2008

It's Not Easy Being Green

Both of my parents have had open heart surgery. My mom has had cancer twice. My brother has MS. Needless to say, I am high on the list for some health problem.
The last couple of years, John and I have been taking some very proactive steps to make our lives healthier.
All along, John has been a BIG advocate for getting rid of chemicals from our home and our lives. I grew up using every chemical cleaner known to man. I thought, "If they sell it, it must be ok." I finally have seen the light. Now, if you check out out home and the way we live, there's still a lot that's not completely green, but (here's the difference) we are making wiser choices.

Here's some of the things we do:

1. We raise and eat our own meat. We know what the cows have been fed (no growth hormones, good feed, essentially organic) and we know how long ago that cow was breathing. We also only eat meat about once a week. One night is fish night (John HATES it, but eats it) and I do chicken a night or two. I would love to get our own chicken, but that's another task for another day. We also eat our own eggs, well, when the chickens are laying. I often have to buy eggs at the store, and try to find the most "organic" they have.

2. We have tried to get away from as many extra chemicals as possible. When buying laundry detergent, I always buy "free and clear, no perfume, no phosphates". Instead of cleaning chemicals, I use 50/50 water/vinegar for everyday cleaning (grandma's solution was the best!) and I use denture tablets to clean the toilet (drop a tab or two in, wait 15 minutes and then scrub). We do not use weed killer. Ok, if you've seen my yard you can tell that's obvious, but that has more to do with not having time than chemicals. Did you know that if you spray plain white vinegar on weeds and let the sun bake them, they will die. I LOVE white vinegar...

3. We try to open the windows for at least 5 minutes a day to get fresh air in and toxic air out, and I went out and bought a bunch of houseplants. If I had it to do over again, I would not put in carpet (very toxic as it breaks down) but would do all hardwood floors. Of course, on a cold winter morning, it is so nice to step onto a warm floor...wait a minute, we live in an old farmhouse, our floor is cold no matter what!

4. Most of the food I make is from scratch. The majority of my grocery shopping is for staples, not prepared foods. That's the way my mom cooked and that's the way I cook. Now, if you look in my cupboards, you will see prepared things, but we try to balance out what we have. For instance, I (try) to only have one goody in the house at a time (if it's here, we eat it). We will have either chips or Cheetos (kids' fav) or cookies.

5. We try to make healthy eating a daily thing. My kids drink only milk (BGH free) or water (from our well, tested yearly). They've only ever eaten brown bread and Multi-Grain Cheerios. We always thought, why start them out on something we don't want to continue with?

6. Because of Rachel's Spina Bifida, she is more susceptible to a latex allergy, so we have been latex free for her. Her pacifiers and bottles are silicone, but we've also gone BPA free. We have tried to get rid of plastics # 3, 6 and 7 (look on the bottom of your plastic for the number in the middle of the recycle triangle). I am also attempting to make her baby food.

7. I bought most of my fruits and veggies from a local stand this summer. Because of the baby, I didn't do a garden this year, but am already planning next years'. My dad is going to help me set it up, and then I hope to freeze most of my goods. (I would love to learn how to can, but I am a hands-on learner. Reading about how to can doesn't cut it with me, and because it's food, I am too scared to try it myself.)

8. We don't go automatically to medicines for what ailes us. For runny noses, we use plain nasal saline spray and an aspirator. We take ibuprofen or acetemediphen after a day or two of the pain. I often have not filled the doctor's prescription of antibiotics, waiting for the sickness (often an ear ache) to run it's course.
**** This is part of the reason why I feel so responsible for Rachel's birth defect. I had Strep Throat and a high fever, but I waited a few days to take anything to bring my fever down, waiting for it to run it's course. Did my not taking Tylenol cause her Spina Bifida?

9. We don't wear shoes in the house (umm, bring animal feeces and toxins into where my baby lays on the floor? No thanks!) and we don't keep animals in the house. I am NOT an animal person, so it's not a big deal to me.

So, these are just a few of the things we are doing to make our lives healthier. There are so many more changes we need to make, but, for us, it's about changes that work for us. Yes, you will see me in the drive thru line, but not every day, and when we do eat at home, it's fairly healthy.

There's a commercial on TV for Lysol or some other chemical cleaner talking about how you need to clean every surface so as not to expose your kids to the germs that cause a cold. I looked at John and said, "Hmmm, would I rather my kids get a cold now, or cancer twenty years from now by being exposed to these chemicals?" I know what my answer is.

I would love to know what kinds of things you do...

Thursday, September 25, 2008

The Past

I have been scanning pictures to post on Facebook...pictures of the past. I often tell John that I feel like a girl with no past, since he has no connection to anything from my past, and since we've been together, I have very little connection with my past (working at the WLD Ranch, youth group, my time in Africa, college years). I really had a great experience as a teen, so much fun!

Here's some fun pictures for you to laugh at...just remember, it was all SO COOL at the time, and I guarentee that the way we look now will be funny someday!
(and, yep, I am in every one of those pictures...can you find me? Here's a little hint, look for the girl with the thick eyebrows...THANK GOD I learned how to pluck! and, between John and I, I can't imagine what kind of eyebrows our kids will have!) )

Monday, September 22, 2008

Another Brother's Wedding

My younger brother Andy got married this past weekend in Greensboro, NC. It was at a beautiful castle, McCullough Castle. The kids traveled really well and, overall, did very well. Rachel didn't sleep well the first night, but we were able to get her situated just right for the others. The kids LOVED the pool.
Here are a few pictures...

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Home

We're home, we had a GREAT time, the wedding was beautiful, will posts pictures once I'm unpacked, EXHAUSTED! (It's 6:23 and the kids are already in bed for the night!)

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

The Crock of DEATH!!!


They say "if you can build a better mousetrap...". Well, I've found one!
First of all, we have mice. There. I've said it. Please don't let that be the reason not to come to my house. I live in a 150 year old farmhouse. There are lots of ways for mice to get in. Walking in the front door for one. (No, I am not kidding.)
We have stock in mousetraps and regularly set them whether we see the evidence or not. Sometimes the evidence is obvious (a huge hole chewed through my sweater); sometimes it is not.
About a year ago I had a crock sitting in my dining room, just for decoration. All of a sudden it started to smell. I thought that perhaps the kids (namely JOSH!) had dropped some food down into it. We've found various things in there before, so food wouldn't surprize me. The smell just got worse and worse until John took the crock outside and dumped the contents. Besides finding dirt (from my houseplant), toy forks and spoons, and about 147 pens, there was also a petrified mouse in there. Seems that the unlucky soul had jumped into the crock and had not been able to get back out. It had been the end of him.
Well, my beautiful (stinky) antique decorative crock sat up a the barn for approximately 9 months until my husband found the time to clean it out for me. (I DON'T do mice! He's the "man" after all!) Just a month or so ago, the crock made it's way back into the house, but only into the back room (what I like to refer to as my husband's "Junk Room"). I happened to go out there a few days ago, and to what do my lingering nostrils appear? But a stinky mouse flesh (and eight tiny reindeer....not really the reindeer part.) Seems as if another poor mouse-soul just couldn't stand the pressures of everyday mouse-life and jumped to his death. RIP little mousey!
PS. You know, I read that a mouse can jump up to a foot off the ground and fit through an opening as small as the width of a pencil. EWWWW!!!
PSSS. The kids have suggested that if the crock doesn't work, we could get a snake and let him roam our house eating mice. But only if it's a nice snake. DOUBLE EWWWWW!!!!

Monday, September 15, 2008

Wise Choices

John and I have gone back and forth and back and forth as to whether we are "done" having kids. We had always said we'd like five, and, well, we are at four.
At the time of my C-section, we decided against having a tubal ligation, feeling that there were just too many other stressors in our life at the time. The look on the assistant doctor's face when I told him... "So, you WANT to have more kids?", he said to me. "Well, no, not necessarily. We're just not ready to make a permanent decision right now."
See, we were told from almost the day we found out Rachel had Spina Bifida (actually, it WAS the day we found out) that we could still have more kids with only about a 4% chance of another case of SB. At the time, we just wanted to get through this situation.
We have thought and discussed and prayed about it, and I think we've decided, "we're done!".
First of all, no matter how I try to fool myself, I am getting older and each pregnancy is getting harder and harder. I have a regular standing appointment with my chiropractor every 4 to 6 weeks for a bad hip, and pregnancy does nothing to help that. Besides that fact that with each pregnancy, there are others running around that I can't keep up with.
Secondly, both John and I were scared to death by the doctor before he took me in to have my 4th C-section. I had to sign all kinds of consents and were told ALL of the risk factors with a repeat C. The risk of me bleeding out, needing a hysterectomy, a blood transfusion or dying were much higher. Yah, I don't need that kind of stress in my life. Also, while lying there on the operating table, having the doctor tell you that now he needed to "put your uterus and bladder back inside of you..." 'Nough said.
Thirdly, though everything turned out so much better than we could have ever imagined with Rachel, I am going to be honest with you, a HUGE part of me is afraid to risk it again. I don't think I could go through that kind of situation again. I would go to every sonogram and doctor's appointment with fear.
Fourthly, the OCD in me is very happy with the little pattern we have going: boy, girl, boy, girl.
And lastly, we'd have to get a new vehicle to fit us all and redo something about our house and the sleeping arrangements. I know, you may think that this is a shallow and insignificant reason to not have another child, but I told you, I am being honest here and it is part of the equation.

John and I did a Bible Study called "The Best Question Ever". In it, Andy Stanley says that the question to ask isn't "Is it good or bad, right verses wrong?" but the question to ask is "Is it WISE?" Since that study, we have tried to apply that question to the entirety of our lives. And, based on that question, the wise thing for us to do is to be content and complete with our family of six! (of course, you never know what God may have in store around the corner!)

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Little Ham

Josh is my ham...he likes to laugh and he like others to laugh too. Take a look at what I mean...









Saturday, September 13, 2008

Desert Song

Maybe you've listened to the songs that I have set for this webpage. Maybe you don't care for them. (You know, you can scroll down to the bottom of the page and turn off the player.)
Would you do me a favor, just once? Would you listen to the first song I have set? (Come one, it's only 4 min 10 sec.) There is a lot of significance in that song for me. To help you, I've included the words, well, at least what I can make out of the words.
Let me just make it clear one more time, I HAVE A RESON TO SING!!!!

"Desert Song" by Hillsong off the cd "This Is Our God"

This is my prayer in the desert when all that’s within me feels dry
This is my prayer and the hunger in me, my God is the God who provides
And this is my prayer in the fire, in weakness or trial or pain
There is a faith proved of more worth than gold, so refine me Lord through the flame

I will bring praise, I will bring praise
No weapon formed against me shall remain,
I will rejoice, I will declare, God is my victory and he is here

And this is my prayer in the battle when triumph is still on its way
I am conqueror included with Christ, so firm on his promise I’ll stand

All of my life, in every season, you are still God
I have a reason to sing, I have a reason to worship


And this is my prayer in the harvest, where favor and providence flow
I have been filled to be emptied again
The seed I've recieved I must sow

Thursday, September 11, 2008

I Am Here...

ok, ok, ok , I know it's been a long time since I've posted anything "substantial" (what, you didn't get deep meaning from the Spider Family?). It's been so long, my "automatic sign-in" was forgotten and I forgot my password. (Shhh...I have about three or four combinations I use and just kept trying those until something worked.)
Anyway, I have a good excuse for not enlightening you with something quite profound and inspiring. I just don't have time. I know, we all have that excuse, and I really thought I could lay claim to that before, but now, my life is in super-moving mode and if one piece of the puzzle is out-of-joint, everything falls apart. Well, not really, but the OCD in me feels that it would.
My other excuse is that I cannot get computer time. I have to kick my kids off the computer just to check my email and they are FOUR and FIVE!!! (Oh, curse those http://www.pbskids.org/)
So, IF I can formulate a coherent thought and IF I can find time to pen that thought, I will share it.
Sorry, I have to go now, my four year old is coming down the stairs with her pants around her knees telling my her "butts" is sore. That's about as "inspired" as it gets right now. (Just keeping it real...) I think she's trying to distract me to get me off the computer!

Friday, September 5, 2008

The Spider Family

Spider-Daddy
Spider-Mommy

Spider-Biggs



Spider-Keky

Spider-Boy

Spider-Baby!







Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Keky's First Day

Today was Keky's (Rebekah) first day of preschool.
Eating a good breakfast of oatmeal.


Doing her hair. (I am SURE I have the exact same picture of my mom doing my hair.)



Posing with the siblings.


Ok, I know I am quite biased, but do I have the most beautiful daughters or what??

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Sarah, Sarah, Sarah!

John is the "political" one in our family. He loves to watch all those shows and read all those articles. He is a real "poli-freak".
Me, not so much. I can never sit in the same room and watch all that debating all the time. John just eats it up. I don't see why I would need to get fired up about most of that stuff....
I have found one thing that's actually got me excited in politics...SARAH PALIN (McCain's VP).
Here's politician, a woman, I can relate to. She has five children, the youngest was born in April with Special Needs (Downs Syndrome). She is a wife, mother, and, oh yah, governor, now VP candidate. I actually TURNED ON Fox News and sat and watched with John last night. In my opinion, if she can run her family, she can run this country.

Friday, August 29, 2008

Crackin'

I had an appointment with the chiropractor the other day and had to take the kids with me. Rebekah was very concerned for me.
Is he gonna crack you?
Is it gonna be loud? I will cover my ears.
Is he gonna crack your brain?
Is he gonna crack your head off?
Meanwhile, Josh was just excited to see me get cracked!

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Off To A Great Start??

Yep, that's right. I had to go pick up Benjamin from school today and he'll be home tomorrow too. And yes, it is only the SECOND day of school.
Ever notice how in all of his pictures Benjamin shields his eye, particularly his left eye?
He has issues with it; it's sensitive to light, he gets styes easily and it gets dried out. Well, this morning I was in Wal-Mart and got a call on my cell phone from the nurse. She was concerned about his eye, it's all red and puffy. I assured her that he's been under the care of both the family doctor and a pediatric opthamologist. We have a treatment we do for it as well as medicine and gel we regularly put on it. I think certain thing seem to trigger it, namely lack of sleep.
Well, the nurse was concerned that it was pink-eye. I told her about seeing the doctors and said I would get a note to put in his folder. The pediatric opthamologist is concerned that it may be pink eye and wants to see him, but can't get him in until next week, Tuesday. So, Ben will be home, missing school because of his irritated eye. Nice way to start off a school career. Well, I know he won't be getting any "Attendance Award".

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

The First Day of Kindergarten

Yes, Benjamin started Kindergarten this morning. I got a bit teary-eyed as he got up on that huge bus. He was such a little man. He stopped at the first step, turned around, gave a little wave and was off.

Isn't he just the cutest?

I have never thought that I would ever homeschool, but for just a minute last night, as I was getting his backpack ready to go, I thought about it.

Ok, one down, THREE MORE TO GO!!!

Monday, August 25, 2008

The Winner!

We have our very own "Tiger Woods" in our midst. John played in a work-golf outting on Friday. He and his teammates came in FIRST PLACE, which is fantastic since John only golfs once a year at this outting. The kids are so excited and think that John's just the best golfer ever. ;)