Thursday, May 30, 2013
Kota came home from post-prom early like asked by me so they could come to church. It was a full moon night and he hit a deer on the way home. Everything was okay except the car. (Thank, God.) However, we had to go with a rental car for about three weeks before getting our car back. In the mean time Kota's truck frame rusted through and we can only drive it on short runs and Kyle and I are often grounded at home while the kids are both working. Or we have to take Kayla to work and run to Ashland an extra time to pick her up, making doing everything everybody has to do a logistics nightmare some days.
Sometimes I don't understand everything the Lord wants me to do or experience. But, I'm coming to learn to deal with it a bit more patiently. As always some days I don't succeed, but I do believe that I'm getting better than I used to be.
Monday, May 27, 2013
Monday, May 20, 2013
Kayla had a choir concert tonight. We've been going to these for years and I will have to say that this was my favorite one. They did their traditional pieces, then they did songs through the decades.
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Tonight we took the kids up to the Canton Ward to attend Kota's seminary graduation. It was a wonderful service. Trevar sang the special musical number and it was wonderful. Dakota got up every morning before school started for four years to attend a scripture study before school with other youth. Most mornings he went because he wanted too, some mornings he went because we made him, but this is one accomplishment that I am most proud of.
While at the graduation out Stake president took a moment to interview Dakota for his Melchizedek priesthood. Dakota will be sustained next week as an Elder and will be ordained an Elder within two weeks. Oh, it is a good day at the Crawford house.
Thursday, May 16, 2013
This past mother's day was not my best. My pain meds were a bit too much from my surgery and I was very ill Saturday night and just starting to fill better on Sunday. I had a beautiful cake decorated by Kayla at school, too bad food didn't taste good yet. They got me a cute little solar light frog that I tucked in my flower bed later this week. It seems like just yesterday my babies looked like this.
I'm ready with a lifetime of learned advice, but hope to only give it when they want it. I know I'll be the mom they can "roll their eyes" about when we get together and reminisce at future holiday dinners. But one thing I know for sure, is I worked hard at everything I did for this two little faces who have grown great big soft spots on my heart. I will NEVER regret being their mother!
Saturday, May 11, 2013
This is a post about my health and decisions to try and make things better in the long run. I have struggled with my periods for years. Irregular, heavy flow, pain...I was diagnosed with PCOS about 10 years ago. Since then pain has gotten worse to the point I was ready to be done with it.
In February, I went to my regular Physician and said, I'm done I want it all taken out. To which he says, do you want to have any more children? My response is: I have two children one is 18 and one is 16, I'm not at a point in life that I want to start all over.
So we go through all of the things that I can do and make an appointment with a local OB/GYN.
I go to the OB/GYN in hopes of a hysterectomy to relieve me of all the pain that I experience whenever a period decides to show up. She talked me through everything and told me about an Ablation. She said she would feel better about this procedure instead of "bringing out the big guns of a hysterectomy."
As I sat waiting to meet the OB/GYN I could hear the patient in the next room getting her baby checked out. I could hear the strong heart beat of a growing fetus and knew that what ever choice I made that would not be a sound coming from me ever again. The shock of the final decision was a bit alarming to me.
We flirted with the idea of more children when Kayla was 5-6 years old. We had made the decision when I was 21 and having a second C-section that we'd have a tubal ligation because child birth was hard on my body. But, knowing for the last 16 years I wouldn't be having more children did not bother me like it did that day I was making an even more finalizing decision.
I was unaware that I'd be getting a biopsy that day. I guess the April Fools Day joke was on me. If you've ever had a biopsy before you know how painful they are. I was unaware and was at the appointment by myself. After being in shock from that pain, I walked myself out to the car and cried. Cried like a big baby, sobbing I called my knight in shining armor to come get me. He sat with me for a long time while I cried. Cried for the pain and really for the loss of knowing no more children (why should that bother me?).
So after going back to the OB/GYN to find out that my biopsy was negative and no cancer or pre-cancer cells were evident, we decided to start with the ablation procedure. I was schedule for Friday, May 10.
I feel good today. Still taking it easy, but I feel good. I know that I made the right decision for me at this time in my life. I know that I will heal well. I hope this takes care of the pain and heavy bleeding like it is supposed to, time will tell.
Thanks to all of those who have helped and prayed for me. I love you all.
Monday, May 6, 2013
Young Women Personal Progress Award last night. She spoke about her projects and blew away the crowd. She was repeatedly told she needs to be a public speaker. She worked hard to get this award. She had to do six ten hour projects. She made pink scarves for women with breast cancer (see the pink scarf project on the sidebar). She also learned to sew and take care of clothing. She participated in choir and a school play...and many more.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
We've made it to the May of senior year. Now it's the beginning of the lasts...
Wednesday marked the last Court of Honor. Dakota earned enough merit badges for a full set of Eagle Palms. Due to a paperwork misfile, he will only receive two, but he knows that he earned enough for three.
The priest quorum teased the assistant scout master about his slow driving. One boy says to the other: How happy are the scouts in Troop 555. The other says: I don't know how happy. Happier than Derek in a never ending school zone.