The waiting game

We went to the hospital (a 2+ hour drive) to have Cole's cardiac MRI/MRA done.  They were running an hour late, so it made the day even longer.  We didn't get home until 6:30 and both of us were just tired from the driving and sitting and waiting.  The radiologist said they got good images and he was beginning to circle and calculate.  Now, we just wait for them to give those numbers to the cardiologist and then the team will get together and decide how to proceed.  Cole said he hopes it's awhile until he needs another one.  2+ hours in that machine and lying still and taking your breathes is kind of tiring and SO not fun.

Now, I'm wondering what Cole will decide if he gets choices.  He said he wanted to do it as soon as school was out this year, if possible.  He really doesn't want it during his senior year and since he's taking a couple of college classes I would agree that it's not a good idea.  I reminded him that if he did it after school wrestling would for sure be out.  He said he was so mad at the coach for how he treated him that he didn't care.  I tried to remind him that he would only be punishing himself, not the coach.  Those kinds of coaches do not care about their athletes, only themselves.  I told him even if he changed his mind come fall he wouldn't be able to so by doing that he'd be making the choice already.  Then he said he didn't want teachers coming over.  I think there's probably more to his worries and concerns, but he's just not sharing them right now.  He's like me.  He needed to hear the information, but now he needs time to let it sink in and him to just think about it.

Now, if my mother in law would just leave me alone.  I know she's just trying to make sure we know she cares, but WE KNOW.  Trust me.  Asking constantly if we know anything and acting like we're hiding anything is just pushing us away and making us not want to talk.  We've both told her multiple times that it would be at least a week or two after his MRI until we knew anything and we would let her know then.  Just let got and trust us and remember he's our child!  We've had this fight before.  First we will deal with everything on our side and get things figured out for this family of 7, then we will tell people who's doing what and when things will take place.  Wait until we let you know, please!

All things must come to an end

Everything, good or bad, must end at some point.

I realize that after Jaemin came home I was consumed with helping him adjust because it was rough to say the very least.  He's one of the worst case scenarios in adoption adjustment, but we're getting through and I love the kid.  But, it was by this time that all these girls just left me.  Left me when I probably needed to talk the most.  Luckily, I had online adoption friends who got it.  I've grown and changed and I guess I outgrew them or they undergrew me...I don't know.  Somehow, it's just done and over and they began to choose it and I am finally accepting it.  I really wish it didn't have to end like this, but it really does affect me in other ways to be as hurt as they made me feel and I don't want that anymore.  Place in my life's book closed.

Cole's wrestling has also come to an end.  Today was it.  He ended his very last match with a win.  JV, but glad to see it.  No matter how many wins some of these boys have, not matter how tough they look and act, I know it's my kid who is the toughest, no matter how many losses.  He's out there with his heart, pushing past most broken hearts' limits.  Doing something some heart kids only dream of.  I hope he gets his surgery so next year he can really see what he's capable of and realize just how good regular people feel because they're heart isn't so tired!  I'm so proud of this kid no matter what!

And, while I was at the tournament, Brian called to let me know Jynx died.  We don't know why or how, he said he laid his head on Chase's tackle box and died.  He loved Chase so much and Chase was his person for sure.  We had been keeping him in for the cold and Brian said he whined to be let out and we then we made him come back in.  We wonder if he knew and didn't want to die in the house.  We kinda knew something was coming, but I think Chase is still pretty sad and Camo for sure is going to mourn since Shot Gun disappeared he has no brothers left.

your kids grow up

whether you want them to or not and it IS hard.

Luckily, both of our older boys have been too shy to ask girls out, so no girlfriends yet.  Cole has become friends with a coworker that he's begun texting constantly.   I had to remind him if he kept it up he'd run out of texts for the month before the plan renewed (GoPhone).  He said she keeps texting and he has to answer.  I asked what they say to each other and he said she just texts to say 'hey'.  Oh sheesh.  I informed him he does not have to text back when that's all she saying.  Definitely not during school.  It can wait until after school and after practice.  I told him if he likes her so much he should ask her out already.  He said he didn't want to.  He said she changes boyfriends too many times.  Smart boy!  That talk alone made me feel better about his common sense.   She may be a really nice girl, but at least he knows enough not to knowingly get his heart broken.

The texting has slowed WAY down.  They still text each other, but on a better level. With all these gadgets out there nowadays, it's much harder for parents to keep up with kids.  They can say and do so much with these things.  I keep hoping that as long as we keep their user ids and passwords and occasionally check until we trust them it will be okay.  But, what I realized so far is that watching your boy talk to a girl really brings out the mom in you.  I told him that in no way will any girl  be good enough for my son, but I will always do my best to make anyone feel welcome if he finds her to be good.

Teens in general do require different parenting.  While I tell Kaelin that I'm not okay with the yoga pants wearing girls who don't cover their rears (tiny girl or not) I'm trying to pick my battles.  Like lately, I don't care for what she does with her hair.  But, I don't know the teenage styles and I'm not going to make her feel  bad about herself when she really did spend time putting it that way.   She tries to be a good girl, so that's more important.

There are million battles you could pick with 3 teens, daily.  But I'm learning everyday to bite my tongue more and more and only talk about the important things.  I incorporate some of the tactics my mom used or tweak those tactics or come up with new ones, but I keep trying find my way through this maze of momhood.

Trying to enjoy all of the little things.

Really just trying to sit back and enjoy.  Trying not to get upset over stupid trivial things.

Here is Jaemin actually coloring.  He absolutely hates coloring.  It's part of his sensory disorder.  It's just torture, so we've been doing everything to get him to half-way enjoy it to the point he'll get through school.

Cole had a rough weekend wrestling at a pretty big tournament.  He lost all 4 matches and texted us (we couldn't go since it was 4 hours away) that he wanted to quit.  I figured he just needed to cool off, so Brian texted back to remind him that he's JV wrestling in a big Varsity tournament against state contenders with only 20 minutes between matches when you're supposed to have 45.  On top of that you have a heart condition.  He just refuses to let that be a reason for anything.  While I'm so glad he has never made excuses, sometimes you just need to say okay.  By the time he came home Saturday night we talked to him without bringing that text up and he seemed fine.  We decided not to talk about it and see if he went to practice today.  Sure enough he was back at practice.  Now, I'm praying he can place at the JV tournament.  Not for me, the team or anyone else but himself.  Just to show himself he is special and he can do it.

Chase is finally enjoying the beginning of high school football.  Yes, the 8th graders start working out with the coach this early.  They ended up calling off school tomorrow for the expected snow and he came up all bummed he was going to miss weight lifting.  Well, that's a new Chase.  Good to meet him.  I don't need him to be the best, but to put his best out there.  That's all we want from any of them.

Chelsi is all signed up for gymnastics and is wanting to do it more often after seeing the Gabby Douglas story.  She's so ready to go, but she doesn't realize she's only in tumbling.  We could never afford full on gymnastics.  It's over $100/month!

Kaelin is playing on her first modified league for volleyball.  They won't be good, but it will good for them to play good teams and she'll have fun with her friends.  Her coach from last year volunteered again and she's been trying to get that overhand serve down all Winter.  Hopefully, she'll get SOME over the net.  :)

As Cole gets closer and closer to 17 and I realize he'll soon be 18, I'm realizing the short time we have left with each of them and I want to squeeze in more talks, more cuddle time, more movie nights.  I LOVE sitting and hearing about Cole's  night in a hotel with 2 other wrestlers and the jokes they play on each other.  The sense of humors these boys have and the good stuff being part of a team brings out in Cole.  I love seeing him happy and finding a place.  I pray everyday he continues to figure things out.  I know he doesn't want mom and dad telling him what to do anymore and deep in my heart I know he knows what's good and right, I just hope he finds some good honest thing to do in his life to pay his bills and be happy.

I love these kids so much.  And they really are good kids.

Dear Tooth Fairy...

Okay, so let me start this by saying that the Tooth Fairy does a really poor job of collecting teeth around here.  She's rarely timely and the only thing she is consistent about is being late.  I would fire her if I were her boss.  Really awful at her job......really!

Poor Chelsi lost her tooth a week or so ago and waited as patiently as she could for the Tooth Fairy to arrive.  When she didn't come.....well.....you'll have to read about Chelsi's unfortunate luck of dropping her tooth.

She even dated it and put her name and address on it.  She's a very formal 8 year old, I must say.  In case you can't read it because I had to take the picture with the phone it says:

Dear Tooth Fairy,
I lost a tooth a day before yesterday.  I was excited that it had fallen out.  Then today I went to my window sill to see if you came yet.  You didn't.  I picked up my tooth and dropped it in my vent below my window sill.  Could you still give me money.
Thank you.
Love,
Chelsi

First, is that not sweet?  Second , could you hear the disappointment in her words when she said "you didn't"?  And if only we'd had a camera when we found out about the note.  Brian happened to ask about her tooth and she just casually says the tooth fairy hasn't come, but she left her a note.  Brian had to read it.  Brian, Kaelin and I were laughing  SO hard reading it.  We didn't even notice she left the room.  I found her  a few minutes later and she was in her room crying.  I asked her what was wrong and she said it upset her that we were laughing.  I told her she'd appreciate it down the road and she said "well you didn't have to get all up in my business".  Where the heck did she get that??

Needless to say the tooth fairy came that night and wrote a note back to her to apologize for being so busy.  She was super excited about the note and that she finally came.

All that for one quarter!!!!!!!!!!!

This week....

I feel like I should be typing with pauses kinda like my internet does.  We have the slowest internet.  Sure we could pay a fortune and upgrade, but we pay is too high as it is.  So I'm stuck with a lot of reload errors.....constantly!  Good thing we don't have streaming tv, you'd constantly be in a commercial break due to the streaming pauses.  Highly annoying.  I still think 7 on one router just overloads sometimes, but then again, Brian and I are the only ones up right now, so I don't think it's that.

We have survived the first week of 6:30 am weight lifting for Chase.  He enjoys being with his friends and really only has to get up a few minutes earlier to catch a ride with his dad to school.  He gets to skip breakfast, so that saves time and then he eats granola after lifting.

Wrestling is winding down.  We're down to 1 or 2 per week and he may not even wrestle this weekend, he's just waiting to find out.  Hard when the coaches son is the one in your weight class and there's always a 'reason' not to have wrestle offs.  I think it's because Cole could beat him. He did finally lose a match this week though.

Finally decided to spend the money to get my iPod fixed.  It wasn't doing any good just holding onto it, so this guy said he would do it for $50 which is actually pretty cheap around here.  Picking it up tomorrow night and we're going to give it to Chelsi.  She's so excited to have a 4g!  She'll finally be able to get all the apps to work and we're going to give Jaemin Chelsi's pink iPod.  He's so stinkin' excited pink or not.  He can finally watch all of the versions of "What does the fox say" whenever he wants.  He's been at the mercy of his siblings.  More loud singing from Jaemin coming.  One of these I will record him singing and post on Youtube!

I gave the girls haircuts this week and Brian did NOT like them.  He was fine with Kaelins.  I really just trimmed it so she could still get it up for volleyball.  Chelsi's I cut shoulder length and layered and she looks all grown up.  He said he didn't like it and then he said 'she's gorgeous'.  She is!

And....YAY!.......the furniture store called and said our furniture in.  We will be able to really fit at the table, all 7 of us together.  Kaelin won't be squashed and sandwiched so close between Jaemin and Chelsi.  Maybe Brian will be able to sleep on our new mattress....maybe his back won't hurt.  I just pray the kitchen set fits in our tiny kitchen and it all works.  I have wanted this for so long!

I just pray life keeps going on like this.....I'm enjoying it.

Looking forward, looking back

While I love today and what it brings like a sweet little five year old who can break in with "I love you" to divert your attention from getting onto him.  I sort of look forward to years down the road when I see them all grown up and I have the water to just the two of us instead of sharing the pressure because the washing machine, dishwasher or another shower is constantly running in this family of 7.  I look forward to always having hot water when I take a shower, with pressure.  I look forward to not worrying about who's watching who while we run and get things done.  I'm not  sure I'll really have that empty nest syndrome a lot of older couples do.

But, I know to love where we're at.  Though in the tough times, not so much.  I look forward to skipping forward a few days to get through whatever it  is, or sometimes months.  I am trying to just enjoy the day, the time we're in.  Trying to enjoy each of their stages and changes.  It's kind of neat with a family this big.  You get to see the changes an almost 17 year old goes through as he approaches being an adult in one year.  Wow, I will have an adult child in one year!  You get to see the changes a 13 year old goes through as he really enters puberty and the teen years.  You get to see the scary changes an 11 year old goes through as she blossoms into a really beautiful young lady.  You get to see the innocence and fun an 8 year old still has and the little girl your 11 year old used to be.  And all while that is ALL going on at the same exact moment, you get to see a sweet little 5 year old boy just be ALL boy and so young and so sweet and just starting life as he gets ready to enter the real world school holds.

Try to enjoy every step of the way. That's my lifelong goal......and as I write that and say that my 16 year old is out with friends and I'm hoping what we've taught him and what he knows stays with him every second he's away from us and he makes good decisions.  So yes, while I enjoy it and try really hard to enjoy every second I'm scared to death at moments with worry of what I know other kids do hoping mine won't.   The joys of parenting come with a lot of worries.  But, I guess, nothing great is without risk.