This blog is just about my life and mostly revolves around my son, Jamie. This blog is a combination of everything, whether it may be a new recipe I tried, a good freebie I found, something funny Jamie said, or feelings I'm having about life in general. There's little rhyme or reason. I'll never win any blogging awards, but I enjoy writing about our lives and I mostly do it for my son. It's so easy to forget moments over the years. I've got all these little tidbits of our life in print and I hope that someday Jamie can enjoy them.

I called this blog Mother of Life, Mother of Loss because of my issues with pregnancy loss and the joy of finally bringing this wonderful person into the world. Truly, I feel the pains of loss, but you won't see too much of that here. I am blessed and I am, above all else, a mother of life.

After all the years of infertility and loss, Matthew and I were blessed with a surprise pregnancy. We were pregnant with twins, but unfortunately, Baby A could not stay with us. Baby B grew into a healthy and happy baby girl that we named Bella Marie. We are so blessed to have two beautiful children.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Obstacle Chronicles 7/10

Today was a very easy day.

We had very few minor skirmishes between the kids. I had Brianna, Dynisha, and M. He always seems to do better when Brianna is around. He's always been very attached to her.

At the grocery store I had a little bit of trouble with him kicking the other kids. He was strapped in the double cart with M. He kicked her some and whoever was pushing the cart.

He had a few episodes of hitting and locking the girls in the back section of the house. He was trying to play. Sometimes they all play that way and he doesn't seem to catch on when they really don't want him to. I've told them not to play with him like that because he can't tell the difference.

There were several times today, as every day, that I had to force him to go to the bathroom. At his grandmother's house he stood up to pee and didn't have to remove all his clothes like he usually does. I think he really wants to stand up but our toilets are too high and he feels uncomfortable on the stool. I think that may be why he says, "It's not working."

Other than that he was good as gold. We didn't even have our normal food time struggle with the repeated demand for whatever it is he wants.

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