First off, can I say how much I dislike reading black backgrounded blogs. I know a few of you (about 3 or 4 of you) have them, but they are SO hard to read. I still read them...don't worry I wouldn't stop, but it does make your eyes go funny. Maybe I'm getting old.
For mostly Sharon's sake I'm posting this because I told her I would. And I know she reads my blog every day (thanks). Plus I told her I'd blog about it because this kind of stuff gets my juices flowing. I went to Parented Pre-School today. I didn't go last week because Tanner was sick still. So we get there late (25 minutes) because the home visit lady that comes through the PUF program is running behind, therefore making me behind. We got there just in time for Circle time and class/playtime. In the parented "teaching" class we talked about, and got a hand out on, sharing. We started off in partners and we were given legos to build/play with. We were instructed that whatever partner was on the left hand side of the 2 got the lego. We didn't get any further instruction on what we were to build or how long we had or if our partner was getting a turn. Then the teacher comes and says: time to let your partner have a turn, give it to them. It was kind of an odd feeling but the point was how many times do we tell our kids to just go and play, without any further instruction and then when they are really involved with the toy, we say: it's time to let "suzie" play with it. It was kind of an eye opener for me. I didn't think about sharing that way. I don't usually have problems with Tanner sharing with other kids. He usually more than happy to. I do have to step in and help him to see that he has 100 other trains and that 2 trains isn't a big deal to share with someone else. But just the feeling that if you were lets say.......reading a good book and someone came up and said oh, I want to read that book and then took it from you. Or if someone said "you need to share that book now. Give it to so and so". That would be really hard. So we talked about different ways on how to share. I, personally, felt like there was no really good solution to it. We all have to learn to share and every child is different and responds differently to sharing. Some children don't have any problems with it, but others have a HUGE problem with sharing. Maybe we need to start calling it borrowing instead of sharing. We, as adults don't ask to share things with each other. We ask to borrow them so why are we trying to teach our kids about sharing when really, it's just borrowing?
I wonder, for those of you that are in Wednesday's class or any of the other ones what the response was in your class and what your take is on it.
I know one Mom said that her child just does not like to share all the time with the older sibling and so the Mom was asking what do you do in a situation like that. For me, if Tanner can't share, I just take the toy away. I try to help intervene but sometimes if that doesn't work, I just take it away. I know it's not fair to either child but life isn't fair. I think these kinds of things build children up and stregthen their character. These little things are their trials, in a way. Maybe that's a little far fetched, but if you think about it....is it fair if we are doing what we are told to do (obedience) that our car breaks down, or our dog dies, or our house floods, or our furnace stops working because it's so cold. NO! But those are our "bumps" or trials as adults, just like sharing or borrowing may be a trial for a child. Having that trial will help build up their charcter. I hope that makes sense. Maybe we need to start trying to approach it in a differnt manner. Most of us have things that work for us in our families, some have things that don't work. If it doesn't work, then try something different. Right now, well actually for the past 3 months, Tanner has been sleeping on a foam mattress in our room because he kept waking up in the night with bad dreams. For some families, that wouldn't work. But for us, in order for all of us to have a good night's sleep (which helps me be a better, non cranky mother and wife), it works. And really, in the eternal perspective, I don't feel that it will harm him to sleep there until he feels it's safe to sleep in his own bed. How would you like to be forced into a place you were afriad of just because someone else thought it was better for you? I wouldn't.
So maybe sharing isn't your child's thing. Maybe 90% of the time they doesn't want to share, but maybe sometimes, that's okay. Maybe the other child could find another toy. I'm not saying let your child have his way with toys all the time. I don't have multiple children but if I do, I would divide some of the toys for each child to be specifically their own. With those toys, I wouldn't expect my child to share if he didn't want to. But then I'd have some "everybody can play with these" toys (I'm really into quotation marks tonight for some random reason...sorry) and I would expect my children to share them. Of course the "special" toys would have to be put away until the playmate left but we don't have that situation. Generally the children Tanner plays with, are good at sharing too. There's not one of the children, that I can think of, that absolutely refuses to share their toys with Tanner every time he comes. Of course children have good days and bad days and some days they are going to be more willing to share than others, but we should be tolerant and understanding of that. And some days you'll just have to say "my child is playing with that and that's that". You can't always force the toy out.
We also need to be our children's advocate! I can not express that enough. If our child is having a temper tantrum or upset, I think (I'm not 100% perfect at this) we need to try to identify the childs feelings. I know with Tanner, I express to him that I know and understand it's hard for him and that I know he doesn't like it and I'm sorry that he is mad or upset. It usually helps him for the next time and then he'll say to me that he's mad. Sometimes they just need that tantrum, I agree, to just let out their frustrations and I think that's good. That's healthy, in my opinion. But sometimes it helps, at least for me it has, to just have a quick chat (like 1-2 minutes) about how he might have been feeling and why. Sometimes he just says "I don't know" but other times he can tell me it made him sad or mad or not happy. I'm not saying be an advocate just for our childs behavior, but in a lot of things. Our children can't always stand up for themselves and need that extra guidance or voice to stand up.
Well, that's enough of that. I hope you got your fill and I would love to hear people's responses to this.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
For Sharon's sake
Posted by Mandy at 9:33 PM 10 comments
Labels: parenthood
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Thanks Erica
Erica made a great suggestion on my post about what I should write about. She suggested writing 10 things I couldn't live without. First off, I just want to say that we really truly and honestly don't have a lot of stuff. We don't have anything fancy or expensive so I really honestly could live without a lot of stuff because I already do. But that being said these are the top 10 things I couldn't live without. I am not allowed to say people...that's a given. Like Matt and Tanner and my friends and family. Also, food and clothes is a given. I literally couldn't live without those things.
1. My heart....obviously I would be dead without it.
2. My digital camera...I am obsessed with taking pictures of Tanner
3. The griddle Matt got for Christmas. It's truly a blessing. Pancakes only take 15 minutes instead of us eating in shifts because we could only cook one at a time.
4. My scriptures. I LOVE LOVE LOVE my scriptures. If I could, I would seriously carry them around with me everywhere. I just love them.
5. Hmmmm.....music. I have to listen to music a lot. I love music and dancing.
6. My calendar. It's my lifeline to organize my life and keep what's going on in front of me at all times. I got obsessed with this after I had Tanner and he was having so many appointments. I also keep my calendars so I know what happened 2 years ago, or 3 years ago or a few months ago. It's kind of another way of keeping a mini journal.
7. The gospel. Everything about it and everything it teaches. I couldn't live without. Especially forgiveness and repentance. Those are vital.
8. Love. I couldn't live without it for very long. It's the worst feeling when you think people don't love you.
9. Good friends and friendship. Life would be pretty boring without friends. Okay so that's a people one but I wanted to put it on there. I'll add another one.
10. My cards and card making things. I get a little consumed with it sometimes. I go through phases where I do them a lot and then I just have to put them away and wait for inspiration.
11. My bed with my comforter. Mmmmmm.....so warm and relaxing.
So that's it. I know a lot of people have posted on President Hinckley's death and the wonderful life he lead. I just want people to know that I know he was a Prophet of God and I echo everyone else's sentiments. I've always been that kind of person. If someone else, or several, have posted on something or written about something or talked about something that I agree with, I don't really like to repeat what other's have said if I agree or feel the same way. I'm sorry if that's a bit snobbish or stand offish. I don't think that it's necessary to express my feelings or opinions when I agree with what other's have already said. I hope that doesn't come off as rude. I'm not trying to be. I don't have much else to add.
Posted by Mandy at 11:25 PM 3 comments
Labels: lists
Monday, January 28, 2008
A weather forecast
I have to give full credit to my cousin Cindy Russell, this is a note from her. I just totally agree with it...plus it's funny. Thanks Cindy
I'm spoiled, I know it. Yet I am not ashamed to say what I'm about to say...This winter is killing me. Very slowly, but very surely. Every morning my eyes open to the glare of the snow above my head through the window. With grimace I look over at the clock that stares back at me as though I've done something to it which warrants an eternal attitude of sass and disdain. Its red digits glow at me as if each little bar was a slap in the face. How is it possible to loathe an inanimate object with such intensity that it plants a paranoia in your mind that deludes you into thinking that it relishes in your misery? I hate...I hate that clock. And after braving the drastic shock temperature change of diving from your deliciously warm bed into the stale cold morning air of your room, you get ready and then its out the door...but let me ask you this...What's this "Feels Like" garbage. Let me tell ya something. I don't give a flying, red hot damn if in meteorological terms it is "only" -12 c outside...if it "Feels Like" -24 c - than it's freakin -24 C!! How has windchill ceased to be the only reality in the world of weather? That is the only temperature, friends.When did this start? So you're telling me there's people out there who care what the temperature "really" is... for serious? If so, why are we catering to these morons; who probably never leave their rooms anyway and live off a steady diet of corn chips, Dr. Pepper, Dungeons and Dragons and Internet porn. Why do we fear inconveniencing this demographic by telling them the truth and eliminating superfluous information? What purpose could there possibly be in knowing how cold it would really be if there wasn't an un-Godly wind slowing scraping my face off. Is this some round about way to stuff a "it's really not that cold out" down my throat? Or maybe an attempt to obligate me into some ignorant, "thank-you sir, may I have another" gratitude? I remember coming home from elementary school with my top lip frozen to my winter jacket zipper, no feeling in my extremities with blocks to go and reciting Psalms just to keep conscious; I didn't really care about what the temperature "really" was or just what it "felt like." In my opinion, it's a cruel jab from the meteorologists in their warm ivory towers to make us feel weak and subjugated. And that's what I have to say about that.
You may "Feel Like" your out in -30 weather with that windchill, but really it's only -15...doesn't that make you feel better?
Posted by Mandy at 10:44 PM 1 comments
Friday, January 25, 2008
Today is the day....
First off, this isn't suppose to be a gloom and doom post but today is the 17th anniversary of the death of my Dad. Some years I don't really think about it until after, but this year it was at the forefront of my mind more than in years past. I always think about how he's been gone for more than half my life and the things that I have learned from that experience. I think the biggest thing that I've learned is forgiveness. It took me a lot of years to grieve and it was very difficult for me. I did not, by any stretch of the imagination or word, give my Mom an easy time growing up and I was a very, very difficult teenager. Anyway, I won't talk too much about it. There are a lot of periods of time that I have repressed and just recently figured out. It is the weirdest thing to completely not remember something from your childhood and then all of a sudden, the memory comes back. Sometimes in pieces, sometimes all at once.
Today, we went to the school to pick some stuff up for Tanner. He's missed school all this week because he wasn't re-covering very well. Then we went to my Aunts for our weekly Hot Chocolate date. We haven't done that in a while. She was sick, and there was Christmas and Tanner's surgery. So it was nice to go and be able to spend time with her again.
Recently, there was an accident on the highway where a 19 year old girl killed a husband/father in a head on collision. It really got me thinking about how that girl is going to have to live with that weight on her shoulders. I can't even imagine being 19 and being at fault of killing someones husband and father. I feel terrible for the family that lost their husband and father. Maybe that's why I have been thinking about my Dad. I was 11 when he died but he had cancer. It wasn't like he left for work one day and didn't come back. It makes anyone really appreciate a lot more what they have. I just hope that everyone in that situation finds peace and comfort. I'm sure it wasn't an intentional thing and that's what makes it so sad...I think. Someone was just in a rush is my guess and wasn't paying attention. Anyways, enough said about that.
My next question is about marriage. How do you feel about girls that are 18/19 getting married? My Mom has an invitation to a wedding where the girl is still in high school. What are your thoughts on that? Would you, as mother's, allow your 18/19 year old daughter to get married? I personally feel that girls (boys too) need to have some sort of "out of high school, real life" experiences. I think having the experience of a YSA ward is important. Weather it's for 2 weeks or 10 years. There just seems to be a lot of really young girls getting married. For me, I think a good age is 20-25. I know age doesn't really have everything to do with getting married, but are 18 year old girls ready for marriage right out of high school? I know in some cultures, you have to be married really young, but are teenagers now a days more mature than we were who are currently married? I guess every situation is different but I know for me, I would not be encouraging my 18 year old daughter to be looking for marriage right away. I do know a couple of people who were married at 19 or 19 turning 20, and for them, they seemed mature and ready to get married. I think that having life experiences on your own, helps you to get ready to be married. Every girl dreams of getting married, but at such a young age? It feels like people are rushing into something that is a life time commitment. And not only to another person, but you are making promises to God that if you break, is a serious thing. Marriage can be such a delicate thing to navigate. Especially the first few years. I'll be the first to admit that I don't have a perfect marriage. No one does, and those who say they do are delusional. Nothing is perfect. You may have a great marriage, but nothing comes without opposition. I love being married and the challenges it gives me and for the growth I experience with Matt, but I know that at 18, I would not have been even near mature enough to commit myself to that. I also believe that my Mom would probably have strongly disapproved. She would have killed me if I even thought about getting engaged at 18. Not literally, but you know what I mean. Anyways, that's my question for today. These are just my thoughts and in no way am I saying that girls who are 18 should not get married, I just wonder if girls who are 18 really realize what they are committing to. I realize with some things in life, you never know what you're getting into but marriage is such a big thing and I wonder if these girls are really taking and thinking about it seriously. Or if they are so desperate to get married. Marriage is not anything like you see on T.V.. It's not even close. People think that getting married or having babies are going to solve or help their problems, but they only magnify them and make them more intense. I think young girls have this glorified perception of what marriage is and that's kind of scary. So I could go on and on, but I'll stop.
That's my "rant" for the day. Watch next week for when we go to Parented Pre-school and I'm sure I'll have things things to say...lol (because like you, Christal, I can't keep my mouth shut when it comes to that...lol)
Posted by Mandy at 4:11 PM 6 comments
Labels: dad, opinion, reflections
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Things I dislike
So I want to ask everyone who reads my blog what kinds of things they want to hear about from me. Anything in particular??? I'm running out of ideas this week so if there's anything you want me to write about or ask me. I'm a pretty open person and I will talk about just about anything. Anyway, I wanted to do a list today about things I really dislike.
1. Tardiness. I CAN NOT stand when people are late for things. Especially Church. I, personally think it's rude and very inconsiderate. I understand that there are certain situations (like if your baby spit up all over you as you were walking out the door) that would warrant an actual reason and not excuse to be late. I watched a Dr.Phil show about this subject a couple years back and he basically said that it shows that you have no respect for yourself and other's and I totally agree. To me, it shows that you don't value or appreciate other peoples time. So that's my bit on tardiness.
2. Dishes laying around. It bugs me that when people use a dish they just leave it where they last were. I also think that if you have a dishwasher (which we never have had) that you should take the 15 seconds it takes to load your own dish into the dishwasher. Why would you leave it 2 feet away from the dishwasher??? It doesn't make sense to me.
3. Shoes left behind the door. There's nothing like coming home and having an arm full of groceries and not having the door open all the way because someone left their shoes behind the door.
So for things I dislike, there's not a lot of them but those are the top 3 things.
Anyway, any blogging ideas would be greatly appreciated.
Posted by Mandy at 3:28 PM 5 comments
Monday, January 21, 2008
Not so bouncy
I know I am a little behind and I've gotten a little bit of grief for this....sorry. I will try to stay on top of it. Tanner's surgery, overall, went well. He is such a trooper. When my sister, Megan, came to see him he asked "is Uncle Dean coming in 5 minutes?". He wasn't able to come but he sent Tanner a hug. Then as Amy, Megan and Grandma were leaving, he said "I don't want you to go, I want you to stay". It was so sweet. The next day he informed me that he didn't want to go home to Raymond, he wanted to stay with Grandma and Amy. So though he is a trooper, he has not completely recovered yet. He is not bouncing back like he usually does after surgery. That little spark in his eyes is not there. He just wants to lay around and watch movies. I have to tell him that if he doesn't drink and eat, I'll have to take him back to the hospital. He just isn't himself in any capacity. He has an appointment with the doctor tomorrow afternoon. I suspect he has a bad case of a cold, but even when he has a cold, he is perkier than this. So hopefully, he hasn't got an infection. That would not be the first time though. After he had his head surgery he got a very bad bacterial infection that landed him in the hospital for 5 extra days after the fact that we had been discharged 24 hours earlier. Anyway, that's Tanner for now.
As my sister was telling us a story about how when she took the boy she nannies to skating practice and how all the other mom's were outfitted in the suburban type outfits...you know the ones. The ones that wear lululemon outfits just to take their kids to practice, the ones that are ALWAYS perfectly put together, always have their hair and make up just right, the ones that have their Blackberries with them at all times. You know the "type" that I'm talking about. Anyways, it got me to thinking, why does it matter so much if you are perfectly put together or not. First, let me say, if you like that kind of thing, fine. But for me, that is one of the reasons I love where I live. People go to the grocery store in their P.J.s and slippers (don't laugh, I've seen it before) and nobody even bats an eyelash. It's like it is a normal thing to do. And I say, good for them. I don't believe you have to be perfectly put together to go out somewhere. I know that when you dress nice, you generally feel better but do people honestly feel like they WANT to dress their best every single day. Don't people ever just want to put whatever they want on and just go? Why doesn't it seem acceptable to just throw on a pair of sweats or comfy pants and your favorite t-shirt and go out? If you do this kind of thing in the big city, you get looked at like you have some sort of contagious disease. And what is it about dressing nice that makes a person feel good? Clothes is clothes isn't it? When I wear nice clothes, it's usually a little more restrictive than clothes you would hang out at home in and it makes me want to get out of them faster. Sure, I feel good and look nice, but I want to go home and get in my p.j's or sweats and just be comfortable. Why does comfort come at such prices?
On another note, I won a photo contest on Facebook. It's a picture of Tanner peeking out of the dryer. It's really cute. I was happy that my picture got picked. I really don't like posting pictures on here, so if you're not already a Facebook friend, you'll have to check it out on our family website.
A friend at work lent me "the office" season 1. Matt and I watched it and it is so hilarious. We don't have cable (most of you know that already) so we watch movies and the few shows that my sister tapes for us later. It has really cut the cost of living down. We haven't had T.V. since we moved here, so about 13 months. We don't really miss it to be honest. It has really helped us accomplish things that we would otherwise get distracted from with T.V.
Today, I was able to accomplish a lot. I got all my laundry done and folded, bathroom cleaned, kitchen swept and mopped, emptied my deep freeze so that I can clean it out from the ice that's been building up in it, vacuumed, and went through my cooking magazines and got rid of the ones that I knew I wasn't going to look at again and tidied up Tanner's room. I also bathed Tanner for the first time in a week (that was one of the instructions when leaving... is I couldn't bathe him for 3 days and when I could, it had to be 5 minute baths in only about 2 inches deep of water). It feels really great to be able to accomplish so much. Oh! I also cleaned out our 'junk' drawer. Now, I need to put the dishes away and wash the ones that are dirty.
I am reading this amazing book right now. It's called "Simplify". It is such a good book. An easy read and really enlightening. It's a church book so that makes it even better. One of my goals this year is to read one book a month. I picked an easier one this month. Next month, it's a bit of a challenge. I got about 5 or 6 books for Christmas last year (2006) and I haven't had a chance to read them all. I have an Aunt that is an avid book reader and so I really want to be able to do that.
While I was in Calgary, I actually missed working a little bit. I missed seeing the girls I work with and having that bit of routine at night.
So that's my life for the last week. It's been a nice break in one way, but I'm glad to be back into the swing of my life here at home.
Friday, January 11, 2008
The Big Meeting
Today was the meeting! The one that the previous post was about. I think it will be easiest if I just type in point form how the meeting went.
-first I was asked what my thoughts were and how I thought things were going.
-I told the team that I was concerned because Tanner had become quite a bit more temperamental since starting the program and I didn't feel the PUF program was worth it if he was going to come home with learning to yell and hit and scream and throw temper tantrums, which he didn't do before. (okay, he did have temper tantrums but NOTHING like he did after he started this program).
-I also expressed how I felt about the recent speech assessment and how there was not even 1 single positive thing in it and I didn't understand how his speech could have, in the last 12 weeks, go from mild-moderate delay to now a severe delay. That didn't make sense to me.
-The speech therapist explained to me that when he was initially assessed, they didn't test him for the specific type of speech that she tested him for. Now this is where it gets a bit tricky. He was originally diagnosed with a moderate Phonological delay with a mild language delay. The second test diagnosed him with a severely delayed receptive language skills; moderately delayed expressive language and severely disordered articulation. So they were basically testing for 2 different things, but I didn't understand that.
-Also, in order for him to qualify for the PUF funding, they have to paint a grim picture so that head of education (or whoever looks at the report) doesn't think that they are okay and doesn't need the funding...so essentially, this was so Tanner could continue to get the extra help he needed. I suspected that that was the case, but I hate when people hide things or don't lay it up front. I didn't feel that the speech therapist was clear on the exact reason they were fine tooth combing his speech. She just said that they thought he was more delayed than what they originally thought. So when they said they had to write the negative report because they needed or want the funding for Tanner, I understood it.
-I expressed that I didn't feel like it was a true reflection of who Tanner is and I was very concerned that the report would then label him down the road and I have tried very hard to make sure that doesn't happen. You expect kids to be somewhat mean, but adults....come on...honestly. It's not fair to label a child because of a report. So I felt better about that.
-I told them that there were things that I didn't agree with in the report but other things, I did.
-I voiced my feeling about the possibility of having just speech next year without the PUF class and putting him in the mainstream class. They said that was possible and that I could do that if I wanted. I just feel that because Tanner's birthday is after the cut off, thereby making him the oldest in his classroom, he needs peers that he can look up to that are normal. And I don't mean that in any negative way, I just think that in order for him to hear and understand the language and speech more, he needs "average" kids to hear what they sound like. All of my friends children that he plays with (except my friend Jamie), are younger than him. His only other voices and conversations are with adults.
-That brings me to the next subject. His social skills. I didn't really clue in on this until they asked me how he plays at home. I told them he plays fine. He likes to play on his own and I do play with him but sometimes he doesn't like it because I don't play "right". They then told me that he does not play with more than 1-2 children at a time in school. And that was and still is one of their goals is to get him to play with a larger (but small) group. It hit me that he's been like this since he was born. He gets overstimulated very easy in a large group or when there are lots of thing going on. He is just like me in that way. So they suggested that I might like to put him in this Play Therapy group that they are doing starting in Feb. It's 2 afternoons a week and there are, from what I understood, 4-5 kids. There are older kids and they are suppose to help the younger ones become 'leaders' and then when the younger kids become leaders, there are a new batch of younger ones that come in. It's just to help them with playing with multiple children. They said they thought it would benefit him since he is an only child and he would learn different social skills. So I'll do that.
-Then they asked me how the Family Orientated Planning sessions are going (it's basically a home visit from a lady that brings different toys to work on different skills). They are going well and she said that she enjoyed Tanner and that she felt the visits were going well too.
-Then the O.T. said the same thing. I told them (the PUF team) what she had been teaching us and what we were working on.
-Then we addressed the behavior. Both teachers said that even though the class can get quite chaotic and noisy, there isn't hitting or yelling going on (I don't 100% agree with that, because I've seen some of that when we go swimming every week). But okay, I give them the benefit of the doubt.
-They asked if I talk to him about it (DUH! of course I do) and how he responds. He doesn't really say why he's doing it. He usually says "I don't know". So, I guess we have to work on that.
-They suggested that the last 10 minutes of school that one of the aids take him to the sensory room and have a bit of a wind down, quiet time with him. So we'll see how that goes.
-I also pulled him off of riding the bus because I felt like we needed the fresh air and walk in the morning (plus, I could use all the exercise I can). So they said I should try to let him play on the park after class for 10-15 minutes to have the physical outlet that he might be trying to express. Plus with the walk home, it might help him to release whatever he's feeling. So we'll try that and see how it goes.
-The teacher said that she didn't feel that he was ready to be pulled out of the program yet and I told her that I agreed, which I do, now that I understand more clearly what's going on and all the cards were layed on the table, so to speak.
-Then we just discussed his goals and it was done.
So overall, the meeting went well. I'm glad that I had the meeting with them now because I was just really frustrated and, like I said in the previous post, manipulated.
I really didn't know what I was going to do when I walked in there this morning, but having everything laid out for me in a way that I understand and feel comfortable with, helped me make the decision to have him stay in the program. I'm not a big fan of the lack of communication and not making things clear, but I know that if I have questions, I can ask for a meeting or talk to the teacher.
Sorry for being long winded...actually no I'm not. That is part of who I am...lol.
I'm going to be putting Tanner in a gymnastic camp for kids in the summer. They have full or half days and I will put him in a half day one at the beginning of the summer and see how he does. If he seems to like it, then I will try for a full day one at the end of the summer. It's weird to be talking about summer already. I just feel like the more exposure he has to other kids and new activities, the better he will be. And the more he will learn. I can't teach him how to talk or how to have social skills. I don't have the tools for that. If we had another baby then he might learn some social skills, but that's not happening any time soon so we'll have to rely on community programs for that.
I am officially training for a timed run in March. I'm really excited about it. I'm more excited to loose some weight and get in shape. I loved running when we were in Calgary but it was just too hard to do when we got down here with Matt's job. But I have an amazing friend who lets me come over every day and use her treadmill. I LOVE her treadmill. It even has fans on it to keep you cool. It's so nice! Her and I are going to run it together. She'll probably beat me, since she's been running a little longer, but that's okay. I think if I push myself hard enough, I can catch up to her.
So that's my story, and I'm stickin' to it. Thanks for all the comments on the previous post. In my heart, I know I know what's best for Tanner but I also realize that he does have some needs that need special attention or care and I don't have the tools, because I'm not trained, to teach him those things. I believe in being an advocate for your children when they aren't old enough to have a voice, so to speak. You have to have a voice when they get older, but more so when they are little like Tanner.
Thanks again.
Posted by Mandy at 11:49 PM 5 comments
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Nervous
I have a meeting with Tanner's school team on Friday and I've been thinking a lot about what I want to say and questions I want answered. This PUF school has me a bit concerned for his schooling down the road. His latest speech report was not good and it makes me very upset. It was a totally and completely unfair assessment and I need to be an advocate for Tanner in making sure he doesn't get labeled. Part of the assessment was even dishonest and I'm NOT okay with that. I am pretty sure about what I would like to do, but I need to get a feel for where they are at. They practically blew a fit when I decided not to keep him on the bus. Okay, that's a small exaggeration but I got hounded about it 3 times. I felt like I wasn't allowed to take him off the bus because then it would mess up their funds available for the program. I really feel very manipulated and like a number and not an actual person like I do with the Dr's and specialists in Calgary. It's not a very pleasant feeling. I guess what goes around comes around. I guess maybe I'm being punished for my teenager days when I could be manipulative. It's not a nice feeling at all. So, when I meet with the team I'll update you more on what's going on.
Posted by Mandy at 11:10 PM 6 comments
Thursday, January 3, 2008
You know you're Momon if...
I just spotted this on Facebook and thought I'd share it.
You Know You're Mormon If...-You post date your checks when you shop on Sunday.
-there is a son on a mission and mom is pregnant with another.
-you know what a "fireside" is
-You go to a church potluck and there is every type of jello imaginable
-8 kids in a family is "average"
-your 14th and 16th birthdays are the best birthdays of your life
-you think "heck" is the place for people who do not believe in "gosh"
-you know how to pronounce and spell Mahonri Moriancumer
-you know what ZL, DL, AP, PPI, BYC, SYC, YSA, GA, EQP, EFY, YC, CTR, and BYU all stand for
-Modest is Hottest
-Youth Conference, EFY, and Girls Camp are the best 3 weeks of the year!
-mormon movies are amazing and Kirby Heyborne is your hero
-you drive into the church parking lot and at least half the lot is filled with 12 passenger vans
-you "Bless this food to nourish and strengthen" your body before eating doughnuts
-going 24 hours without eating is no longer a challenging thing
-a "Caffeine High" is eating a king size chocolate bar
-pick-up lines are the greatest things ever!
-"How many wives does your dad have?" is often the first question asked when someone finds out that you're mormon
-parents are disappointed if their kid "only" got into Harvard
-buying a prom dress is the most difficult thing of your life
-"Mormon, mormon, mormon, mormon,Mormon, mormon, mormon, mormon.I know a mormon boy,He is my pride and joy.He knows most everything from Alma on down WOO!Someday I'll be his wife,We'll share eternal life.Oh how I Love that mormon boy!WOO!We are the mormon girls, We wear our hair in curls.We love to laugh and sing and have a lot of funWOO!We are the biggest flirts, We don't wear mini-skirts.Oh how we love our mormon boys!WOO!"
-you have more than one aunt/uncle that is younger than you
-the "EFY Medley" is your favorite song
-"Is the spirit telling you what its telling me?"
-writing in your journal is a daily event
-"I can't...I'm Mormon" has been an excuse on more than one occasion
-piano was your first instrument
-your mom is pregnant at the same time you are
-you have 3 or more BYU sweatshirts/shirts
-John Bytheway is your favorite comedian
-you refer to the Cougars as "we"
-you're the fastest one on the road
-a keg party consists of rootbeer
-BYU has been you're dream school since you were 5
-you either live in, have many friends from, or are from Utah
-"So, what color is your toothbrush?"
-being a "rebel" is drinking Mountain Dew more than twice in one week
-lumberjack, the newspaper game, and ride that pony are your 3 favorite games
-there are more women pregnant in your ward than not
-you consider a great date watching The Princess Bride!
- The laying on of hands has nothing to do with physical violence.
- Your hobby is work for the dead.
-you've ever pushed 120mph in a 55mph zone on the way to a church dance
- You've ever had your alarm set for 4:45 am
- Your first date was when you were 16 to a Church Dance and your parent was a chaperone.
-all your dishes have your name written on them with masking tape
-you think Jell-O is one of the basic food groups
-at least one of your salad bowls is at a neighbor's house
-you have never arrived at a meeting on time
-you have more wheat stored in your basement than most third world countries
-you've already got your order in for volume 50 of "The Work and The Glory"
-you think it's all right to watch football on Sundays as long as a direct descendant of Brigham Young is playing
-you have to guess more than five times the name of the child you're disciplining
-you automatically assume that BYOB means, Bring Your Own Burgers
-you go to a party and someone spikes the punch with Pepsi
-you arrive to an activity an hour late and are the first person there
-"Oh my Heck!" is your idea of swearing
Posted by Mandy at 11:40 PM 3 comments
"The List"
So not that I am asking any of you to get me anything for my birthday, which is in 3 months and 6 days (April 9th) because I'M NOT!!! I told my friend that I would post a list of the things I like and or want. It doesn't even have to be my birthday...lol.
1. Reitmans G.C.
2. Movie passes
3. Food storage (anything really. Like flour, sugar, beans, pasta, water) I know, boring, but I want it!
4. Picture frames
5. I'd like a home made half apron. Not a full one, just a half one
6. "fun" jewelry, nothing too fancy. Something I could wear to dress up something casual
7. Church bookstore G.C.
8. I do have a mug, pen and magnet fetish so any fun ones would be good
9. Yoga classes
10. G.C. to Micheal's or Stampin up.
11. A card or letter telling me how you feel about me is always nice too and it's FREE!
12. Bath and Body works lotions and hand soaps
I think that's it that I can think of right now.
Our new year has started off pretty good. Nothing too exciting or boring. It just feels pretty normal. I am looking forward to trying to do more house cleaning and organizing. That should help us out more. My job at Subway is going good. I do miss putting Tanner to bed but it's good for Matt and him to be together. They bond and get to know each other better.
We went over to some friends of ours to hang out on New Years. It was pretty fun. We had a great time and there were lots of people there. And LOTS of food. Tons of food, in fact. I have really enjoyed the friendships that I have gained here and look forward to continuing to build more in the New Year. I don't personally feel like I'm in a certain "group". I don't just hang out with all the young, new Moms with kids my age. I hang out with both older and younger age groups and I enjoy them both equally. In some wards you kind of get stuck in a certain "type" of group because of how old you are or if you're married or not. I always disliked that. But here, I feel like I can be friends with anyone and everyone. I don't feel intimidated by the older people that have so much more life experience than me, but I know that if I needed something, they would help out.
Anyway, I should try and go to bed. That's all for now.
Posted by Mandy at 10:38 PM 2 comments





