Thursday, March 1, 2012

I Want To Join The Mile High Club...

I realize my blog is way overdue for an update. I've been really busy lately with kids and traveling and school. It's madness and I love it, most of the time. I figured now is as good of a time as any to throw it out there what's been up lately, so enjoy!

My littlest diva has been struggling with repeated ear infections since she was born. Finally, we got her into the ENT at Nemours Children's Hospital in Jacksonville. I was concerned about her hearing because she sometimes does not respond to me when I talk to her or call to her. I wondered if she could really hear me and was just ignoring me or if the fact that her eardrum has burst twice has lead to some kind of permanent hearing damage. They ran a series of hearing tests on her, including one where we were put into a sound proof room and then she was supposed to respond to the noises by looking in the direction from which they came. The technician started out at a normal hearing level and then worked her way down all the way to a quiet whisper. My daughter EXCELLED at that test, meaning she was just being a brat and choosing to ignore me. Thank God for that, but next time she chooses to ignore me I'll know she is fully capable of hearing what I'm saying. But anyhoo, she saw the doctor and he agreed that she needs to have irrigation tubes placed in each ear for about a year. It's a very minor procedure and she will be able to return to daycare the next day. I'm nervous about my 16 month old having surgery, but I'm sure she will be fine.

My older diva is doing well in Pre-K. She gets smarter by the day. My friend and I laugh because she is not very humble at all. It's the Italian Princess in her, I swear. If you tell her she is beautiful or that she looks pretty today, she doesn't shy away or just say thank you. No, not my diva. She says, "I know". I mean, really?! She's FOUR. She wants to wear "heel shoes" and dresses every day, but comes home from preschool looking like a ragamuffin that's been rolling in dirt all day. I have to make her wear pants under her dresses because she has no idea how to act like a lady even if she insists on looking like and dressing like royalty every day.

My son, the oldest of my three, is in third grade and about to make his first communion. He has his outfit ready and everything, but I can't bring myself to try it on him because I will most likely cry. He's almost as tall as my shoulders now. He's a computer geek and spends most of his free time on his laptop playing Roblox or Minecraft. I had him do real chores for the first time the other day and had him vacuum and take out the trash. He vacuumed for maybe ten minutes and broke the brush on the thing. So much for that! He's the best big brother ever though and helps me take care of the girls all the time. He ties his sisters' shoes for them or gets them a drink or plays with them when they want him to. Sometimes he will even read them a book. I can't wait to see how close they will be when they are all older.

I've been really busy with school, and I'm struggling to keep up. I'm almost done with my A.S. degree in Health Information Technology and should be totally finished by October. It's getting harder as the semesters pass, but I'm managing to maintain my 4.0 GPA. It's no easy feat. I'm in Medical Coding and Billing right now and it's harder than I expected but I'll push through this class just like I have all others. I also recently visited a friend in Colorado and absolutely and completely fell in love with Denver and the mountains while I was there. I want to live out there so bad. I'm going to eventually get there sooner than later if possible. I cried on my way to the airport to go home I loved it there so much.Yes, I did interview for a new job while I was out there, and that spread like wildfire throughout my current company and I was cornered by my boss about it when I got back. Talk about awkward. Sometimes social media can really bite you in the ass. Anyway, I won't know anything about that for a week or so, but I'm hoping the outcome of it is positive. Until then, I'm just trying not to get my hopes up, but any kind of rejection sucks and I know I'll be really disappointed if they didn't just love me.