The Life and Times of a Stressed Out Mom

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2012-02-11T06:48:00.000-08:00

Rules for Mothers with Daughters......

2012-02-07T19:24:00.000-08:00

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Stop Censorship

2012-01-17T21:56:00.001-08:00

STOP SOPA!

This site has gone dark today in protest of the U.S. Stop Online Piracy Act (SOPA) and PROTECT-IP Act (PIPA). The U.S. Congress is about to censor the Internet, even though the vast majority of Americans are opposed. We need to kill these bills to protect our rights to free speech, privacy, and prosperity. Learn more at AmericanCensorship.org

25 Things My Mother Taught Me - Fetaweb.com

2012-01-10T08:40:00.000-08:00

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Road to Happiness Movie

2012-01-10T07:31:00.000-08:00

Road to Happiness Movie: If you can't find happiness inside yourself, you'll never find it in the outside world, no matter where you move. Wherever you go, there you are. You take yourself with you. This is the essence of happiness—learning to find inner contentment in any situation.

The Schools That Rule The Web

2011-10-28T16:35:00.000-07:00

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def shepherd: Why A Heterosexual, Married, North Carolinian Fath...

2011-10-14T16:42:00.000-07:00

This guys says it better than I ever could......This deserves to be shared!

def shepherd: Why A Heterosexual, Married, North Carolinian Fath...: I am a heterosexual, married, father of three, who has lived in North Carolina for most of my life. There have been a few ugly North Carolina moments during the time I have lived here (mostly related to one particular senator who has been in our rear view mirror for quite some time). But the ugliness that took place in North Carolina General Assembly this week was a stark reminder that, while we have made great strides in this state, there are a lot of people who still wish to deny rights to other citizens based on religious beliefs and misconceptions about sexuality and gender.

Broken Dreams

2011-10-04T03:33:00.000-07:00

Broken Toys

As children bring their broken toys,

With tears for us to mend;

I brought my broken dreams to God

Because he was my friend.

But then instead of leaving him in peace to work alone,

I hung around and tried to help, with ways that were my own.

At last I snatched them back and cried

"How could you be so slow?"

"My child," He said, "What could I do?

You never did let go..."

- Author: Lauretta P. Burns -

Happy Anniversary to my wonderful husband.......

2011-03-28T19:56:00.001-07:00

This song was my first real taste of country music and it quickly became "our song".
I come from the school of "everything happens for a reason" and just because you may not know the reason NOW, it doesn't mean someone else doesn't know what He is doing.......I'm so glad the good Lord was looking out for me so many years ago......I love you, Johnny.....today, tomorrow, always..........

My son is afraid of cats.....

2011-03-28T19:37:00.000-07:00

This evening I was kicking back watching "Dancing With The Stars" and my 13 year old, defensive lineman, 190lb. son, said that he was going for a "walk". I knew what that meant. He wanted to talk to his girlfriend
over the phone and have privacy, too. Hmmmm........Well, OK....."just don't be out too long, Sweetie - its pretty dark out there". Off he went. It was literally only minutes later that he came bolting into the house, sweating.....it snowed here this morning, so I knew it wasn't the temperature outside. He was obviously stressed, but I didn't pry....he quickly announced, "It was a cat! A black cat! It looked right into my face and then it CHASED me!! I was so freaked out!".......WHAT?!?!?! LOL! I have to say, I'm a little stunned! But it bares a resemblance to a similar story with my oldest son, Anthony, now 24 years old. When he was about the same age as Adam, he was laying on my mother's bed, playing video games in her room, when her cat jumped up on the bed. It scared Anthony so frightfully, he jumped through the wall above her bed! All over a CAT!!! My sons.......they never cease to make me giggle!

Are you for real, honey?!?!

2011-03-06T09:01:00.000-08:00

Happy Birthday, Honey! Time to start preparing for your party. Let me dust and vacuum. Done. Now its time to straighten our bedroom and make the bed. While making the bed, my back went into spasms. Just one of my long list of ailments. You watched me writhe on the floor in pain, then told me to slow down. Knowing my intense need to "get it all done" and have it all "perfect" for all our family and friends, you chose to ignore me. When I mentioned I could use a little help to get it all done, I WAS almost done, you ignored me. Now tell me, now that its in black and white, do you see why I was a little upset?!?

Work with me, Doc!

2011-03-05T20:42:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, my 13 year old claimed "I feel like crap!" before going to school on Friday. After his older brothers and sister, I don't quite trust such claims. I sent him off to school. Upon arriving home, he promptly dropped his bag at the door and climbed into my bed. He was definitely warm to the touch. GULP!! He asked for McDonald's to which I promptly complied ~ it went uneaten for hours while he slept. I gave him Ibuprofen every 6 hours and he still felt warm. When we woke up, I decided it was probably best to see the Doc. (He has a history of asthma and we are having a house full of company for his Dad's birthday tomorrow). Being that he's 13, the doctors tend to trust him as an accurate historian. NOT! Let me explain....NURSE: "Adam, do you have a headache, sore throat, cough?", ADAM: "No!", MOM: "Adam, she doesn't mean this second, she means, 'since your symptoms started'". ADAM: "Oh"........ I should also mention that he wanted to go to a friend's birthday party this evening. The doctor examined him, no wheezing, no ear infection, no strep throat....his diagnosis? A sinus infection. Antibiotics were prescribed and I said to the doctor, "Sooooo, guess the birthday party is out of the question, right, Doc?!?! *wink, wink*. The doctors reply? "Well, he isn't contagious, but he should probably get some rest". Grrrr!!!

I pumped him with two doses of antibiotic before the party and let him go, largely because he acted FINE after his doctor visit and the doctor didn't have my back.......

I know, I definitely was too passive with my 13 year old......but he's a good student, straight A's in "Academically Gifted" classes and he's just starting to find his social life and if he wasn't contagious, I didn't want to disappoint him, but I was hoping the doctor would.

I'm keeping my fingers crossed that INDEED he wasn't contagious and I'm going to sleep tonight hoping I'll do better tomorrow.

AMAZING!!!

2011-03-05T04:39:00.000-08:00

Damsel in Distress

2011-03-05T04:37:00.000-08:00

ROFLMAO!!!! Any mom with kids and a husband that just doesn't get it, this is for you....http://ping.fm/7Nwlz

The Service Call

2011-03-04T20:29:00.000-08:00

Its 11pm on a Friday night and my daughter called me to tell me about her night at work. It was 8:30p and Sears Outlet was getting ready to close for the day, when a very ornery "old man" came in and raised quite a ruckus. He was very upset that his refrigerator was broken and couldn't get the Sears Service Department to cooperate to his satisfaction. She explained to this man that she was sorry, there wasn't anything that she could do for him tonight and that the store was closing. He asked her to come home with him. As she told me this, all sorts of thoughts are running through my head......all the things that I've taught her and this isn't one of them. Mind you, my daughter is the Sales Lead and under her leadership, the store has become the #1 store in the region, part of her success is based on her willingness to go above and beyond......this was WAY ABOVE and WAY BEYOND, in my opinion. She went, ALONE, against everything I have in me. She tried to do something with his refrigerator and couldn't. He showed her his son, sleeping on the sofa. His son, Marty Sheets, is 58 years old and has Down Syndrome. Marty has participated in the Special Olympics since its first World Games. There is a room in this man's house dedicated to his son's trophies and even a copy of a painting of Eunice Shriver with Marty in it. Brittany shared the story of her brother, Robert, who also has Down Syndrome and also competes in the Special Olympics. Brittany shared some very sweet moments with this man. When it was all said and done, she called me to share her experience........Thank you, Brittany for making my bad day better ~ I love you! (Just don't do that again!!!!) xoxoxo

The painting of Eunice Shriver with Marty Sheets and other Special Olympians

Marty Sheets and his dad, David

Robert, with my husband, John

One Born Every Minute on Lifetime

2011-02-02T16:04:00.000-08:00

I was so looking forward to the premiere of this television show on Lifetime. As a mom of 5 older children, I'm a sap for these childbirth stories.....The show showcases several birth stories that take place at Riverside Methodist Hospital in Columbus, Ohio. I was particularly struck by one couple who decided to go the "natural" route and they presented a lengthy birth plan to the nurses with all their DOs and DONTs. At first I was quite impressed by their level of dedication to creating the perfect birth for their baby. I, too, had a clear idea with the type of birth that I wanted for my last child. I have to say that I turned on this couple rather quickly, especially the Daddy. After having a lengthy labor with no progression, they continued to insist on proceeding "naturally", preferring to take a shower, rather than take the advice of their labor and delivery nurse to ease the discomfort and pain of labor and they also refused all fetal monitoring. In fact, whenever the nurse suggested anything, the Daddy treated her as though she was "the enemy", or less than human. It wasn't until their midwife told them that she suggested Pitocin and fetal monitoring that they relented. Their beautiful baby girl was born only a short time later. I give that nurse ALOT of credit for maintaining a level of professionalism throughout her entire shift with this couple. I really hope when that couple sees their birthing story played out on television, they realize just how harsh they were and they send a letter of apology and perhaps a beautiful bouquet of flowers to the nurses at Riverside Methodist Hospital. (Perhaps they should also take this suggestion: when and if you decide to have a second child, please consider a home birth OR a birthing center, rather than the hospital.)

Watch the episode here:
http://www.mylifetime.com/shows/one-born-every-minute/video/full-episodes/episode-1-to-medicate-or-not

To My Daughter and Daughters EVERYWHERE!!!!!

2011-01-31T10:14:00.001-08:00

HOW TO LET PEOPLE KNOW YOU LOVE THEM by Amanda Gore

2011-01-03T18:43:00.000-08:00

Happy Father's Day!

2010-06-20T05:15:00.000-07:00

Let us praise those fathers who have striven to balance the demands of work, marriage, and children with an honest awareness of both joy and sacrifice. Let us praise those fathers who, lacking a good model for a father, have worked to become a good father.

Let us praise those fathers who by their own account were not always there for their children, but who continue to offer those children, now grown, their love and support. Let us pray for those fathers who have been wounded by the neglect and hostility of their children.

Let us praise those fathers who, despite divorce, have remained in their children's lives. Let us praise those fathers whose children are adopted, and whose love and support has offered healing.

Let us praise those fathers who, as stepfathers, freely choose the obligation of fatherhood and earned their step children's love and respect. Let us praise those fathers who have lost a child to death, and continue to hold the child in their heart.

Let us praise those men who have no children, but cherish the next generation as if they were their own.

Let us praise those men who have "fathered" us in their role as mentors and guides.

Let us praise those men who are about to become fathers; may they openly delight in their children.

And let us praise those fathers who have died, but live on in our memory and whose love continues to nurture us.
~Kirk Loadman~

Today, I praise my husband who was a Dad to children he didn't have to be:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BjO1F6oCab8

My baby boy turns 13!

2010-06-16T03:27:00.000-07:00

When I first started dating my husband, he made it clear.......he had raised enough children and he didn't want anymore!!! (so don't even try it!) That was until the day I told him I was pregnant.

From the beginning, I knew this pregnancy wasn't going to be easy........I was SICK! So very sick! From start to finish, I had lost 7 lbs. During the initial Dr visit when I was 10 weeks along, they did a blood test. The blood test showed that I was positive for Toxoplasmosis. "Come again, Doc?" Just what exactly did that mean??? For the average person?? Flu-like symptoms, if anything. For a pregnant woman??? Not so good! If the disease passes through the placenta to the unborn baby, there are several scary complications that may develop, including: hydrocephalus, an intellectual disability, hearing loss, blindness, etc. It was recommended that I go to the Maternal Fetal Medicine Specialist at the nearby hospital for further care. During our first visit, he explained that my chances were high (13%) to have a child with major physical/intellectual disabilities, so the only option HE saw was to terminate the pregnancy. Ummmmm, do the math..........that means 87% of having a child WITHOUT any major disabilities. I liked THOSE odds better. There was no question in our minds, this was our child, no matter what. We had amniocentesis as recommended by the doctor and on that day, we found out we were having a boy! YAY!

John was thrilled.......since childhood, he always loved the name ADAM and now he was going to get him.
We cried for what could be, we prayed to be able to handle those things. I took "experimental" medication.

As my pregnancy was nearing its end, the doctor grew concerned that Adam had become too "lazy". An ultrasound had determined that Adam was not "head down" and was in fact, "butt first". I was scheduled for a manual version on June 4th and was admitted to the hospital. During the pre-procedure ultrasound, they discovered that Adam was "head down" already. Thank GOD he moved, because the version promised to be "uncomfortable". The doctor sent me on my way and told me to WALK........to stimulate the natural downward progression into the birth canal. And WALK we did!!!

At my last OB appointment, I was subjected to stress tests and an ultrasound where it was discovered that Adam had flipped again and was back in the breech position. No manual version this time, it was too late, the baby was too big. I was scheduled for a C-Section that evening. Some more crying, a bit more praying and even more excitement on the way to the hospital.

Adam was born that day, June 16, 1997 @ 6:16pm. As I lay there, with the Doctor pulling and tugging on my insides, I listened to him talk about his Father's Day trip spent in a canoe on the Nissequogue River. For REAL, DOC?!?!? HELLO?!?!? I'm wide open, my insides are exposed to everyone in the room, except me......I remember feeling like I just wanted to close my eyes, the Anesthesiologist kept waking me up "stay with us, Jacqui, he's almost here!" John stroked my hair and my head and then he was here. Adam was HERE! He was jaundiced, I saw it immediately when he was born. But he was beautiful! We held him for not nearly long enough before they whisked him away for"tests". John and I were so proud of our son........all 8lbs 6ozs and 22" of him!

As I recovered and my son was placed in a "biliblanket" ~ the doctors told me that they had no choice but to send him to the NICU at another hospital. He'll be leaving as soon as the ambulance arrived. No, you can not go with him. I was DEVASTATED. I begged the doctors to release me......there were so many conditions to being discharged, after all, I had just had major surgery. When I arrived to see Adam in the NICU, what struck me was how all those babies were so tiny, so frail, but still fighting. Then there he was, my glo-worm, too big for the NICU's incubator..........please, someone, give me some answers. No one had any........the doctor will make rounds "soon". We never saw the NICU doctor the entire time we were there. My OB came to see me and Adam and he didn't know what the treatment plan was either. We just needed the bilirubin level to drop. My poor son was poked and prodded several times a day. His feet looked like pin cushions.

On June 20th, we arrived to find Adam removed from all wires, all lights.......what's going on?!?!?! The nurse said, "Sign here and take him home". No, we didn't have any answers.........as far as they could tell, he was healthy, but only time would tell.

Today, that baby is 13 years old. He's in the "gifted" program at school, was just accepted into citizenship camp, wants to play football and participate in wrestling. He LOVES WWE, cars, drag racing, video games and texting. And at 5'8 and 175lbs, he's growing into a fine young man.

Happy Birthday, Adam!

Grrrr.........

2010-04-05T21:09:00.000-07:00

I'm upset! My ex father in law promised me that I would never have to worry ~ HE would pay for my children's college education, apparently he put money aside for this purpose. He did pay for the first two semesters, but when my house sold and a move was imminent, my daughter FREAKED and withdrew herself from her classes. I guess my father in law believes that Brittany could have stayed with my oldest son, who remained in SWFL. That was NOT an option, in my opinion. He lives in an extremely small 2 bedroom trailer with his fiancée and her brother, in a less than desirable part of town. While I may have been able to help her salvage this semester, she decided to be a "grown up" and take matters into her own hands. Well, it seems that my father in law is angry that Brittany didn't consult with him, ahem, consult with HIM??? How about ME, whom she lives with??? Because she didn't consult with him first, he refuses to pay another dollar toward tuition. Soooooooo, she makes a not so good decision at 19 years old and she pays for it for the rest of her life???

Tomorrow I go to court because with my father in law's help, my ex-husband is seeking a downward modification of his child support. I was prepared to accept a settlement for pennies on the dollar, but with college expenses looming in my future, I'm not so sure it is a good idea. This settlement would relinquish any current/future responsibility my ex-husband has for my children.

AAGH!! What to do! What to do!

2010-04-05T20:50:00.000-07:00

Today was my son's first day at a new school. I know, who moves their child when there is only 47 days left in the school year? Well, our house sold, and in this economy, we had to do what we had to do. I was afraid for him, for the last few years, Adam attended a relatively small school in Cape Coral, FL. He had the same group of teachers for the last two years and they would have followed him into 8th grade, too.

The day started well, Adam seemed to take to the strict dress code without complaint. When we got to the school, we were surprised at how busy it was. We waited patiently for someone to give him his schedule and discuss his classes with him. I was thrilled to learn that they felt that the Advanced Learner program was still appropriate for him. (Adam has been in a gifted program since 4th grade). The guidance counselor introduced him to another student that would help him get acclimated to the school. I couldn't help but notice that she was adorable!! Adam said he didn't notice. Yeah, okay! I spent some time speaking with the PTA President who seemed thrilled to learn that I wanted to volunteer on a regular basis. While my son went off on a tour with the student, I got a tour of my own with the PTA President. I got the "inside scoop" and I do believe that I can rest easy........Adam will be just fine!

He, however, does NOT like the school bus ride, apparently the middle school students ride the same bus as the high school students. No problems, they just like to keep the age groups separate, so that means the middle school students must squeeze in toward the front of the bus, 3 to a seat. Adam was NOT comfortable, we are talking about a boy that is 5'7, 170lbs......I get where he is coming from.........but, we'll try again tomorrow.

The Meaning of Easter Symbols

2010-04-04T09:04:00.000-07:00

Thought this was interesting to share...........

The Meaning of Easter Symbols

Moving!

2010-04-04T08:02:00.000-07:00

We recently relocated to Greensboro, NC and we are adjusting finally to the area! Still so much to see and learn. Adam is registered for 7th grade at Northeast Guilford Middle School, he starts tomorrow and once he gets situated, Brittany and I will begin the quest to locate her a college she'll be comfortable with. There are so many to choose from in this area. John and I are adjusting to being a married couple again. For those that don't know, we carried on a long distance marriage for 6 weeks, with me in Cape Coral, FL and John here in Greensboro, NC. John is so happy to be employed and he is loving his job, despite the long hours and low pay. I am passing the time as a housewife, for now. Some of my health issues have seemed to stabilize with me taking it easy and not succumbing to so much stress. I suspect that that too will come to and end as I seek to join the workforce again. But for now, I'm enjoying every minute of it!

"The Princess and The Frog"

2009-12-08T12:34:00.001-08:00

Reminder:

Sensory-friendly showing of "The Princess and The Frog" this Saturday at AMC Merchant Crossing in N. Ft. Myers at 10am. Tickets are $5. Support AMC's efforts to accomodate our families!

Reno's World

2009-11-27T16:37:00.000-08:00

Dear Friends:

Announcement: (Book) Reno's World ~ Presenting Autism and Related Disabilities To Youth is finally finsihed!

Reno is 12 years old and for the past year has been a public speaker trying to spread autism awareness to his community. Reno was born legally blind and carries many diagnosis including Asperger's but hopes this book and his story will not only teach you about autism but inspire you to always look at your abilities, NOT your disabilities.

After realizing that he did a few things different than some of his friends he started researching what having Asperger's really did mean. He did not understand the terminology that was used, so after months of research, he wrote a brochure and power point to educate those around him using terminology that everyone including his peers could understand.

His book is comprised of all of his writings, focusing on how to be a good friend to kids with autism.

This book is truly an educational tool to all who read it! Please feel free to pass along this email to anyone that you feel would benefit from this book.

Thank you all so much for the support you have all given to our family and especially the tremendous support and praise that you have given to Reno!

Please take time to notify your local library about Reno's World ~ Presenting Autism and Related Disabilities To Youth, to help continue autism awareness throughout all of our communities. Together we can make a difference!

Information about the book is available at:

www.amazon.com

Amazon.com: Reno's World, Presenting Autism and Related Disabilities To Youth (9781936051670): Reno Williams, Nikki Nacco: Books

http://www.amazon.com/Renos-Presenting-Autism-Related-Disabilities/dp/1936051672/ref=sr_1_13?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1259368459&sr=8-13

If you have any questions please contact us at renosworldautism@yahoo.com.

Thank you for your continued support,

Tuesday Williams,

What Does It Feel Like To Tie Up A Child?

2009-11-26T04:59:00.000-08:00

What Does It Feel Like To Tie Up A Child?

Rich La Belle, Executive Director
Family Network on Disabilities

So, I've been wondering. What does it feel like to tie up a child? What does it take for an adult to think it's a good idea or even just ok to tie up a child? It seems to be happening all the time, most recently in Hillsborough County, Florida: http://www2.tbo.com/content/2009/nov/19/disabled-hillsborough-student-tied-chair-documents/news-breaking/ . All the time, that is, as long as the child in question has a disability.

What goes through the mind of an adult that actually moves them to tie up (or down) a child placed in their care? In this latest case, it appears that a teacher tied a student in his class to a chair with a coaxial cable, like a tv cable.

The story in the Tampa Tribune says that the teacher had been teaching for four years and was certified to work with students in exceptional education. The teacher, however, says he had no formal experience with students with severe disabilities.

Ok, I can understand a lack of experience, but how does that translate in the mind of a trained educator into "it's ok to tie up a kid with a tv cable"? Before anyone asks, the student wasn't being unruly and he wasn't a danger to himself or others (not that that would automatically justify tying him up). He was simply identified as a "runner". For that, he got tied up - by his teacher.

What happened to the teacher? The district investigated, the sheriff's office investigated and - you've got to know the story by now - no charges were filed. Even though the sheriff's office found "signs of child abuse and neglect." The school district closed its investigation in August. It suspended the teacher for five days, which can be spread out by the teacher over the course of the school year. I can feel that slap on the wrist all the way across the bay.

That brings me to another question - why does the law seem to be suspended when it comes to these type of cases? Why are there few prosecutions? Why are the administrative punishments of those who do these things to our kids so weak? I don't have an answer for this. I just think it's outrageous - and it's beginning to give other educators a bad name. That's another real crime.

So, what's happening now? The family is suing the school district. I recently heard that a preliminary estimate of the cost of providing initial Positive Behavioral Supports training for a school is about $2,000.00. That's not even going to cover the cost of the District's lawyers to file an initial response to the family's lawsuit. Can't we spend our money better than this? If I lived in Hillsborough County, I'd be really ticked off that my tax dollars were going to pay lawyers to defend against something like this. This might be an issue to raise with the school board at their next meeting. What do you think?

Help end this - join and build the Cause (over 1,200 members as of this writing): http://apps.facebook.com/causes/341382/48640532?m=6fb2fd15

* Please note my new email address:
richlabelle@fndusa.org

Richard La Belle
Executive Director
Family Network on Disabilities
2196 Main St. Suite K
Dunedin, FL 34698
(727) 523-1130/(800) 825-5736
Fax: (727) 523-8687
www.fndfl.org

Children's Book Giveaway

2009-09-12T04:34:00.000-07:00

http://myfourmonkeysproductreviews.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-four-monkeys-story-time-910-i-met.html

Check out the link for what looks like a great children's book!!!

Mom keeps kid home to watch Obama speech - NBC-2.com WBBH News for Fort Myers, Cape Coral & Naples, Florida

2009-09-08T22:16:00.001-07:00

Mom keeps kid home to watch Obama speech - NBC-2.com WBBH News for Fort Myers, Cape Coral & Naples, Florida

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Obama's Address to All Students

2009-09-08T22:07:00.000-07:00

I've been quite vocal lately about Obama's speech for all students.......I was highly disappointed that my local school district decided against airing the speech live for all our students. Here are the emails shared between myself and our school board:

I am writing to you to express my disappointment that Lee County School District has decided to not allow my child to watch President Obama's message for all students on 9/8/09. The President would like to appeal to all students to encourage persistence and success in school, something that I hope each and every one of us would like from all students. I believe the district will miss an important opportunity to reach out to not just children of minorities, but all children. Just a few short months ago, my son was given homework assignments to watch the Republican and Democratic conventions, so I'm finding it hard to grasp that when the elected President wants to address all students, the district questions its appropriateness.

Politics aside, with this last election, I witnessed my children, who normally could care less about the election process become so involved in the process. We had an opportunity to meet VP Joe Biden when he was at FGCU last year, my 12 year old son was so excited to have met VP Biden and I was proud of him. When 12 year olds are typically more interested in sports figures, he couldn't stop talking about his handshake and conversation with the potential VP. On the night of the election, my son stayed awake and followed the election results until most of the results were in, he didn't watch Family Guy or The Simpsons, but the election results and he enjoyed it.

I'm asking that the district reconsider their decision and allow Lee County's children to be witness to this historical address.

Thank you for your consideration,

Jacqui Hawkins
jacquih1126@gmail.com

"Schools belong to children... ALL children. Schools must continue to change classrooms to meet the needs of children, rather than trying to change students to meet the needs of classrooms!"

"Flatter me, and I may not believe you. Criticize me, and I may not like you. Ignore me, and I may not forgive you. Encourage me, and I may not forget you."
-- William Arthur Ward, author, educator, speaker (1921-1994)

Dear Ms. Hawkins,

Thank you for your concern that your child can not watch the Obama speech during school hours. This has gotten a lot of attention both locally and nationally but, in our particular case, it will NOT be played in the Lee County schools next Tuesday. Not due to any other reason but that we have a procedure and process for reviewing EVERY educational tool and this falls into that category. The program will be recorded by our media department (in the same manner as many other education related programs are recorded) and sent through our standard process of review.

If it meets the requirements and criteria that supports the Sunshine State Standards and is not detrimental to current school policies or detract from our mission or academic goals, it would be made available at the library of schools for teachers to check out like any other material that is currently available that has been vetted and meets the aforementioned guidelines.

If the message is deemed to be politically biased or have a negative connotation, it will not be accepted or made available within our District. The Superintendent has already responded to calls and will be instructing principals to continue to adhere to our current procedures and guidelines. If there are some parents that want their children to see this program, they can record it and review it with their own children at home.

Please note that the “in the library” will only be after the standard review given to every instructional supplement that is submitted to the District for use in our schools. While I have not seen it yet and can’t be prematurely definitive, it is my firm belief that it will not be made available in our schools.

Personally, I believe that any type of broadcast of this nature should have been done at 8pm on a nationally broadcast channel rather than during school hours when the parents are not with their children. That way, parents could either elect to watch it with their children or not. I intend to tape it and review it with my wife and determine if it is suitable for our children and I recommend each household do the same.

Again, I encourage parents that which to view it or have their children view can tape it and play it for their children in their own homes.

As the Board Vice Chairman, I am sending you a response from all the Board Member to eliminate you getting similar e-mails from every Board Member.

Regards,

Steven K. Teuber

Vice Chairman

Lee County School Board

Doodle 4 Google

2009-02-05T20:24:00.001-08:00

Welcome to Doodle 4 Google, a competition where we invite K-12 students to play around with our homepage logo and see what new designs they come up with. This year we're inviting U.S. kids to join in the doodling fun, around the intriguing theme "What I Wish for the World."

These are exciting times and both our country and the world are on the brink of significant change. At Google we believe in thinking big, and dreaming big, and we can't think of anything more important than encouraging students to do the same.

Registration closes at 11:59:59 PM Pacific time on March 17, 2009 and entries are due by 11:59:59 PM Pacific time on March 31, 2009. Teachers, you'll find everything you need to get started on the Registration page. Only teachers or school employees should register. Parents or students who are interested should contact their teacher to register them.

our cherished children....

2008-08-08T11:10:00.000-07:00

The best inheritance parents can give their children is a few minutes of their time every day.

Children are natural mimics, who act like their parents despite every effort to teach them good manners.

I love to give homemade gifts...which one of my kids do you want?

Insanity is hereditary. You get it from your kids.

Anyone who says 'easy as taking candy from a baby' has never tried it.

I asked Mom if I was a gifted child...she said I had to be 'cause they certainly wouldn't have paid for me.

Becoming aware of my character defects leads me naturally to the next step of blaming my parents.

We childproofed our home 3 years ago but they're still getting in!

Be nice to your kids. They'll choose your nursing home.

If you have a lot of tension and you get a headache, do what it
says on the aspirin bottle: "Take two Aspirin" and "Keep away from children."

Children seldom misquote you. In fact, they usually repeat word for word what you shouldn't have said.

The main purpose of holding children's parties is to remind yourself that there are children more awful than your own.

My Life

2008-07-26T14:31:00.001-07:00

Alright so ya'll know about my "hypertensive crisis" and my trip to the ER.........well, I went to the doctor this week and after a
full exam, she believes that I have obstructive sleep apnea.......it can cause all of the symptoms that I've described. The doctor
added a 3rd hypertensive medication, it's basically hydrochlorothazide with a potassium sparing drug in it. I used to be on
hydrochlorothazide years ago, but they took me off when I became hypokalemic (low potassium), apparently, that isn't a good
thing. So, I suggested that she run a UA C&S because my urine didn't seem normal (sorry for the TMI) - she told me she'd
order a complete blood work up on me and would also do a UA - though she didn't seem to understand that I really believed
there was an issue with my urine. Well, the next day, I went for the lab work........thankfully, this doctor likes all copies of
tests to be sent to the patient as well. I got my results and saw immediately, that I'm pretty "normal" as far as the bloodwork
goes........everything is WNL. My cholesterol level is 177, but my LDL is slightly higher than it should be.......101 (it should be
below 99).......and I could see right away that there WAS something wrong with my urine. When I realized it was Friday and
the doctor hadn't called me to put me on an antibiotic, I was slightly alarmed, so I called them told them to please call in a
prescription to my pharmacy b/c I had a UTI and voiced my concern that the doctor didn't seem concerned. Well, the office
never got the results!! I've had problems with DSI/Lab Corps at work, but they do hundreds of samples a week for us, perhaps
more, I can see a mistake then. I faxed my results to the dr and they prescribed Bactrum DS. WooHoo!!! That's the good
news...........

Joey and Brittany are still fighting.........they don't want to be in the same place at the same time. Brittany stayed away for
several days, I finally got her home and then Joey left and hasn't been home since. These 2 are vicious, he ripped her posters
off the wall, she beat the crap out of him, he threw her into the sofa, BROKE it. I called Anthony and asked him to help me
deal with these 2, he tells her to come stay with him. How the HECK does that help???!!! Joey is going back to NY........I
don't know when, but my mother agrees, it is probably the best place for him. She saw it when she was here. He's miserable,
can't stand me for whatever I did to him, perhaps smacked his hands while stealing cookies out of a cookie jar, who
knows.......I hate to say it, but I just don't like him anymore. Of course, I love him.........he's my son. But he isn't a likeable
kid to live with. He has fractured this house in more ways than one.

John, well, he's just an unsympathetic putz - I liked him because of his sincerity and sensitivity......where did it go???? The
other night, I had a meltdown, a real true meltdown - locked myself in the closet and balled my eyes out! John could care less,
told me simply to get off the floor and come to bed and when I refused, said "fine, then sit there" and walked away. I felt so
awful It started b/c I was trying to avoid taking sides in the whole Brittany/Joey fiasco.........John felt it neccessary to choose
sides and began to voice why he did. When I explained I didn't want to go down that route, he grew angry at me for not
wanting to face reality. Truth is, BOTH Joey and Brittany are wrong and I refuse to let either one of them think that I approve
of their behavior.

Aargh! I'm back to trying to make nice with John and avoid a head on collision between my middle children.................I'm
feeling like a crappy wife, terrible mother, and as my husband calls me "crazy"............anyone want a PNO????

2008-07-18T01:40:00.001-07:00

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good nor talk too wise;

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!

~Author Unknown~

Happy Mother's Day

2008-05-11T04:40:00.000-07:00

Which TV Mom Are You?

Marge Simpson (The Simpsons)
You may be a bit of a nag, but who can blame you? You're the only one holding your household together.

Take the quiz: Which TV Mom Are You?

More Quizzes from FamilyEducation.com

Family and Friends

2008-04-04T05:02:00.001-07:00

Teen Suicide

2008-03-12T11:19:00.000-07:00

I received this in the Family Education Newsletter today and I forgot just how important a topic this is..........when my son was 14 years old, his best friend hung himself. This was a terrible tragedy that affected more than just my son, but our entire family. A few years later, a friend of my stepdaughter also hung herself.....with both of these teenagers, we never would have imagined that they could have done anything like this to themselves. Now in retrospect, we realize that there were signs.......if this article protects just one teenager, I'll feel better.

Original URL: http://life.familyeducation.com/depression/mental-health/56446.html

Teen Suicide: Information for Parents

Suicide Prevention
From the Society for the Prevention of Teen Suicide

One of the more difficult challenges of parenting is realizing that you don't always know what your children are thinking and feeling. You may be aware that suicide is the third leading cause of death in adolescence but you can't imagine your child might become one of those statistics. When do the normal ups and downs of adolescence become something to worry about? How can you know if suicide is a risk for your family? And if you are worried about it, what can you do?

If you find yourself asking some of these questions, you're not alone. Although youth suicide is a relatively rare phenomenon, thoughts of suicide are not. One national study, for example, found that almost 20% of high school students admitted to thinking about suicide. Many parents may feel at a loss. Feelings can be difficult subjects to discuss under the best of circumstances, so how in the world do you ask about feelings related to suicide?

The first step is to learn about the factors that can put a teen at risk for suicide. There are lots of sites that list risk factors; spend some time reading them--the more you know, the better you'll be prepared for understanding what can put your child at risk. Here are a few of our own tips, important things to remember.

If your parental radar is going off, there's a good chance that something IS going on with your child. What it is, however, may not be clear. The easiest way to try to get a handle on what's going on is to try the following:

* ASK your child about their concerns.
"You don't seem yourself lately. What's going on?"
"I'm concerned about you. How are you doing?"

* LISTEN to the answer. Teens always complain that adults don't listen to them, so show your child that you're different.

* PARAPHRASE what you hear them say back to them.
"So you're feeling pretty overwhelmed with school and your job and feel like the only way out is to quit the track team."
Remember, teens have very limited life experience, so the concerns and worries they have may seem minor to us. This isn't the time for a conversation on perspective--it's your opportunity to see the world through their eyes!

* OFFER TO HELP and follow through.
"Is there anything I can do to make things a little easier for you?"
Check back at a later time to see how things are going.

* BE SPECIFIC with the reasons for your concerns, especially if you get an answer that seems evasive to you.
"I've noticed you aren't spending much time with your friends anymore and even though you sit at your desk for hours, your homework never seems to be done."
Your child may minimize behavior changes ("Everyone in the class is failing--it's not just me"), so it's important to look for more than one change in previous functioning.

* ASK TEACHERS AND FRIENDS about your child. Listen to what your child's friends have to say--they are often the first to be clued in to kids who need help. Check with teachers, too. Accumulate as much data as you can from as many sources as you can. The more information you have, the better able you'll be to decide what you need to do next.

* ASK ABOUT SUICIDE DIRECTLY if you get an answer that suggests suicide is on your child's mind.
"Sometimes I think life isn't worth living."
"I'm tired of trying. I just want to give up."
You cannot plant the idea in your child's mind! "No, I hadn't thought of that, but now that you mention it..." is not the reaction you're going to get! What you will do is open up a line of communication about thoughts or feelings that are usually uncomfortable and frightening. This is the first step in addressing the problem.

* DON'T MINIMIZE the answer you get or try to talk your child out of the feelings.
"I know this is a hard time for you, but everyone has hard times."
"Why don't you go for a run--exercise always makes you feel better."
This is the time for calm reassurance.
"Those thoughts sound really upsetting--I'm going to do everything I can right now to find someone who's trained in this to help you deal with them."

* ACT IMMEDIATELY IF YOU HAVE CONCERNS ABOUT SUICIDE OR YOUR CHILD TALKS ABOUT SUICIDE! Get your child to a mental health professional for evaluation as soon as possible. There are a variety of ways to do this:
o Call your local hospital emergency room and ask if they provide psychiatric screening for suicide risk for youth. MAKE SURE to use the words: "suicide risk". It's essential that they understand that you need this evaluation immediately and can't wait for a referral at a later date.

o If your local hospital can't help, call the National Suicide Crisis Line. Explain your situation to the person who answers the phone and ask their help in finding a local referral source. There may also be hotlines that are listed in your phonebook. Whomever you choose to call, however, must understand the urgency of your situation. Although an evaluation might determine that your child is not at immediate risk for suicide, this is a decision that is best left to a trained mental health professional.

o Use the time in the evaluation to ask questions about what's going on with your child and what you can do to be helpful. Don't worry about "confidentiality". Whenever a person is at danger to self or others, the protections of confidentiality don't apply. Here are some of the questions you might want to ask:
+ Have you determined that my child is at risk for suicide?
+ What factors did you consider in making that determination?
+ What appears to be the reason for my child's suicide risk at this point in time?
+ Based on your clinical judgment, what level of risk do you believe to be present--low, moderate, or high?
+ What are the elements of a crisis plan to contain that risk?
+ How can I, as his/her parent, assist in the provision of safety?
+ What type of follow-up are you recommending?

* FOLLOW-UP must include involvement with a mental health professional who has experience working with suicidal youth. Even after the thoughts of suicide have subsided, your child will need help to understand what caused those thoughts in the first place and how to come up with less destructive solutions to life problems in the future.

* REMEMBER that whenever someone--regardless of their age--has struggled with thoughts of suicide, one of the essential components in continuing to provide a safe environment is involving members of that person's support system. It's critical for you to stay involved and informed about what's happening with your child, even after the suicide crisis has passed.

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What you do is what you'll get

2008-03-02T21:36:00.001-08:00

http://charactercounts.org/michael/2008/02/what_you_do_is_what_youll_get.html

If you want to help your children do well in life, there are a few things you can do. A high proportion of high achievers have two things in common:

First, there are lots of books in their homes and a great emphasis on reading.

Second, there is a family tradition of regularly eating dinner together.

Filling a house with books surrounds children with endless and varied opportunities and challenges to explore and learn. Books provide knowledge and the seeds of wisdom, and great stories teach about morality and character.

Eating dinner together assures that parents have an opportunity to participate in their kids’ day-to-day lives and help shape the way they think and react. Coordinating schedules so the family eats together often requires a conscious effort to elevate family time above other things. The effort itself can instill in children a sense of belonging.

But we can do more to offset the bad influences our kids are exposed to than promote reading and family discussions. Remember, everything we do to or in front of our children matters. What we allow, we encourage. And what we do ourselves teaches our children how to live and conveys powerful messages about values.

So be sensitive as to what you say and how you say it, what you read, and what you watch on TV. Be especially careful in the way you handle relationships and deal with emotions like disappointment, anger, and frustration.

That’s because what you do is what you’ll get.

This is Michael Josephson reminding you that character counts.

One Flaw in Women

2008-03-02T21:28:00.001-08:00

ONE FLAW IN WOMEN

By the time the Lord made woman,
He was into his sixth day of working overtime.
An angel appeared and said,
"Why are you spending so much time on this one?"
And the Lord answered, "Have you seen my spec sheet on her?
She has to be completely washable, but not plastic,
Have over 200 movable parts, all replaceable
And able to run on diet coke and leftovers,
Have a lap that can hold four children at one time,
Have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart
-and she will do everything
With only two hands."

The angel was astounded at the requirements.
"Only two hands!? No way!
And that's just on the standard model?
That's too much work for one day.
Wait until tomorrow to finish."

But I won't," the Lord protested.
"I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart.
She already heals herself when she is sick
AND can work 18 hour days."

The angel moved closer and touched the woman.
"But you have made her so soft, Lord."

"She is soft," the Lord agreed,
"but I have also made her tough.
You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish."

"Will she be able to think?", asked the angel.

The Lord replied,
"Not only will she be able to think,
She will be able to reason and negotiate."

The angel then noticed something,
And reaching out, touched the woman's cheek.
"Oops, it looks like you have a leak in this model.
I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one."

"That's not a leak,"
The Lord corrected,
"that's a tear!"
"What's the tear for?" the angel asked.

The Lord said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy,
Her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love,
Her loneliness, her grief and her pride."
The angel was impressed.
"You are a genius, Lord.
You thought of everything!
Woman is truly amazing."

And she is!
Women have strengths that amaze men.
They bear hardships and they carry burdens,
But they hold happiness,
Love and joy.
They smile when they want to scream.
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy
And laugh when they are nervous.
They fight for what they believe in.
They stand up to injustice.
They don't take "no" for an answer
When they believe there is a better solution.
They go without so their family can have.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
They love unconditionally.
They cry when their children excel
And cheer when their friends get awards.
They are happy when they hear about
A birth or a wedding.
Their hearts break when a friend dies.
They grieve at the loss of a family member,
Yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.
They know that a hug and a kiss
Can heal a broken heart.
Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.
They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you
To show how much they care about you.
The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning.
They bring joy, hope and love.
They have compassion and ideals.
They give moral support to their family and friends.
Women have vital things to say and everything to give.
HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN,
IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.
PLEASE pass this along to all your women friends and relatives
To remind them just how amazing they are.
And to the men who forget as well.

Natural Treatments for Toddler and Baby Colds After FDA Warning

2008-01-22T06:47:00.000-08:00

As if mothers and fathers of today don’t have enough on their plates.

Now the FDA in a Public Health Advisory has issued its strongest warning yet over the danger of using over-the-counter (OTC) cold medications for toddlers, two and below. They are not only ineffective but might lead to an overdose or fatality.

Medications with the warning include decongestants, expectorants, antihistamines and antitussives (cough suppressants) that you can buy at any pharmacies and supermarkets, including Wyeth's Robitussin, Novartis, AG's Triaminic and Johnson & Johnson's Tylenol Plus Cold.

The FDA is considering whether to extend the warnings to include children under the age of 12 since the action of many powerful OTC medications cannot be predicted in children.

So what’s a mother (and father) to do?

Back to some tried and true remedies that parents and doctors swear by.

Researchers find a saline nasal wash made from Atlantic Sea water helps minimize cold symptoms and may minimize the reoccurance of infections.

Dr. Mercola, the number one online natural/complimentary medicine doctor tells IB News, “One of the best tools I know of for treating colds and flus is simply putting a few drops of hydrogen peroxide in your ears. This can be used for children and adults. It’s safe, very effective and inexpensive -- simply use the common 3% hydrogen peroxide you can find in any drug store.

Remember also that colds are triggered by viruses, and using antibiotics to treat a viral infection is useless -- it will not work. So you should definitely avoid giving your child antibiotics for a common cold.

Also, although a virus may be a contributing factor in catching a cold, it's a weakened immune system hurt by stress, a poor diet and not enough sleep that is the underlying reason your child actually has the infection.

So make sure your child is eating well -- and not consuming a lot of sugary foods and drinks like soda -- getting plenty of sleep each night and not under a lot of stress. This will help him or her to stay healthy and avoid catching a cold in the future."

Don’t ignore the child’s cold because there are some things that can make her more comfortable.

* Breastfeeding boosts immunity in your baby and extra protection against colds
* Smooth salve around a raw nose that’s running and chapped
* Never give aspirin because of its link to Reye’s syndrome
* Encourage hand washing with soap to reduce the spread of germs
* Use a rubber suction bulb to remove excess mucus from infants
* Saline drops help a baby breath easier
* Warm liquids help hydration and sooth a sore throat, yes chicken soup too
* Warm water and salt gargles reduce soreness in the throat
* Check for excess stress at school, home that can contribute to a run down child

Kellymom recommends remedies including steaming with herbs in the water.

Others swear by Zinc formulations such as Zicam, which is carried in all pharmacies, non prescription and homeopathic, and Vitamin C which Dr. Linus Pauling wrote about in “Vitamin C and the Common Cold” in the late 1970’s and he discusses in this last interview.

Mothering Magazine has many suggestions for homeopathic remedies that are often used in Europe.

When should you see a doctor?

Dr. Flavia Marino is an instructor in pediatrics at New York University Medical Center and a pediatrician in New York City. He says as long as your child has no fever, is eating and sleeping well, there is no reason to see the doctor.

However when a fever shoots up to 100 or 101 that may indicate a bacterial infection rather than a cold from a virus. And if after 10 days the cold symptoms are not getting better, your child may have a sinus infection.

Dr. Michael Macknin at the Cleveland Clinic Foundation in Ohio says ''For a child under age 6 who's had a runny nose with or without a cough for ten days and isn't getting better, chances are close to 90 percent there's a sinus infection,'' Dr. Macknin says. For 6-to 12-year-olds, chances are 70 percent. Unlike a cold virus, a sinus infection should be treated with doctor-prescribed antibiotics, he adds.

Finally, Peggy O’Mara, editor and publisher of Mothering Magazine, talks about trusting your own instincts as a parent. So often we rely on experts, studies, authorities, when we really know more than we give ourselves credit for when it comes to our children. Trust your instinctual nature she tells mothers (and fathers too!).

It's amazing the healing power of parents.

According to the Consumer Health Products Association (CHPA), the cough and cold medicines that were withdrawn are:

* Dimetapp(R) Decongestant Plus Cough Infant Drops,
* Dimetapp(R) Decongestant Infant Drops,
* Little Colds(R) Decongestant Plus Cough,
* Little Colds(R) Multi-Symptom Cold Formula,
* PEDIACARE(R) Infant Drops Decongestant (containing pseudoephedrine),
* PEDIACARE(R) Infant Drops Decongestant & Cough (containing pseudoephedrine),
* PEDIACARE(R) Infant Dropper Decongestant (containing phenylephrine),
* PEDIACARE(R) Infant Dropper Long-Acting Cough,
* PEDIACARE(R) Infant Dropper Decongestant & Cough (containing phenylephrine),
* Robitussin(R) Infant Cough DM Drops,
* Triaminic(R) Infant & Toddler Thin Strips(R) Decongestant,
* Triaminic(R) Infant & Toddler Thin Strips(R) Decongestant Plus Cough,
* TYLENOL(R) Concentrated Infants' Drops Plus Cold,
* TYLENOL(R) Concentrated Infants' Drops Plus Cold & Cough.

2007-12-16T20:17:00.000-08:00

9 Words Women Use

(1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.

(2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.

(3) Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.

(4) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!

(5) Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the meaning of nothing.)

(6) That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.

(7) Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says "Thanks a lot" - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say "you're welcome" ... that will bring on a "whatever").

(8) Whatever: Is a women's way of saying F*cK YOU!

(9) Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking "What's wrong?" For the woman's response refer to # 3.

* Send this to the men you know, to warn them about arguments they can
avoid if they remember the terminology.

* Send this to all the women you know to give them a good laugh, cause they know it's true.

2007-10-25T16:28:00.000-07:00

Alright, so I was taking a nap in the middle of the day last week when I woke up DRENCHED in sweat!!! I quickly realized that my A/C wasn't working (I live in South Florida, it was 90+ degrees outside), as I walked through the house, I realized that ALL the electricity was out. I opened the front door to find a slip from the electric company that they have shut off my power for a late payment of $103!!!! I remembered that last month the bill was $433 (yes, for one month) and that I had paid $330. to LCEC (Lee County Electric Co) and that I had figured I'd pay the rest with the next bill. WRONG!!!!! Apparently it doesn't work that way! When I called the electric company and asked why the person placing the slip on my door didn't knock and tell me what was happening,the person on the other end of the phone kindly explained that it wasn't their job. I had no cash on me and very little in the bank, so I opted to do the only thing that I could..........withdraw what I did have in the bank and knowingly allow a check to bounce. It was either that or go without power until payday (Friday). I paid the bill and shut off the main line, so that the electric company could turn the power back on. As I dripped sweat and cursed the electric company AND myself for allowing this to happen.........I realized that my son would be home from school soon, what in the world would I tell him? He came in the house and promptly told me I was crazy for not paying the entire bill when it was due, silly mommy, I wanted to feed him that week. Oh well, when he ranted and raved about "Now what am I supposed to do?!?!?!" - there was no tv or video games, a horrible thought for a 10 year old. I pulled out a board game and we sat near the open front door for light and air, we played Trivial Pursuit Jr and he won. Just as the game was over and we were cleaning up, the electric company pulled up to turn our power back on........we jumped up and down, yelling "Hurray" and when the power was back on, my son looked at me and asked, "Hey Mom, You wanna play again?"

October 23, 2007

2007-10-23T04:43:00.001-07:00

The day I gave birth to my first son at age 17, I was filled with nothing but love and fear. "Was I going to be a good mother? Was I really ready for all of this? Could I provide this child with all the things that he will need during his life?" Now 21 years, 4 more children and many a sleepless night, I can honestly say it was all worth it, especially when every time we speak or see each other, he tells me how much he loves me. Anthony has moved out and in with his fiance and sometimes I wish he was still just living with me, as crazy as life was with 3 teenagers at one time in the house, I long for those "simpler" times. It has become real to me that my child will soon be married and raising a family of his own.......I want to say to him, "I hope someday your child puts you through all the things that you put me through" but I won't...........because I don't ever want him to think for a second, that I didn't love being his mom.

2007-10-20T11:29:00.001-07:00

THOUGHTS TO THINK ABOUT

Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.

When the door of happiness closes, another opens, but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us.

The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've every had.

It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.

Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back! Don't expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart but if it doesn't, be content it grew in yours.

It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.

Don't go for looks; they can deceive. Don't go for wealth; even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one that makes your heart smile.

There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real!

Dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go; be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, enough hope to make you happy.

Always put yourself in others' shoes. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the other person, too.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.

Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.

The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, you can't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.

2007-10-20T11:28:00.000-07:00

THINGS I'VE LEARNED ABOUT LIFE

-- I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.

-- I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.

-- I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.

-- I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making a "life." I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.

-- I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.

-- I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others, your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.

-- I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.

-- I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.

-- I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.

-- I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.

2007-10-18T04:30:00.000-07:00

I didn't write this, but it stands to be repeated............What a wonderful lesson!

How often do you let other people's nonsense change your mood? Do you let a bad driver, rude waiter, curt boss, or an insensitive employee or coworker ruin your day? Unless you're the Terminator, for an instant you're probably set back on your heels. However, the mark of a successful person is how quickly they can get back there focus on what's important.

Sixteen years ago I learned this lesson. I learned it in the back of a New York City taxi cab. Here's what happened.

I hopped in a taxi, and we took off for Grand Central Station. We were driving in the right lane when, all of a sudden, a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his breaks, skidded, and missed the other car's back end by just inches!

The driver of the other car, the guy who almost caused a big accident, whipped his head around and he started yelling bad words at us.

My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was friendly. So, I said, "Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!"
And this is when my taxi driver told me what I now call, "The Law of the Garbage Truck."

Many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it. And if you let them, they'll dump it on you. When someone wants to dump on you, don't take it personally. You just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on.

You'll be happy you did.

So this was it: The "Law of the Garbage Truck."

I started thinking, how often do I let Garbage Trucks run right over me?
And how often do I take their garbage and spread it to other people: at work, at home, on the streets?

It was that day I said, "I'm not going to do it anymore."
I began to see garbage trucks. Like in the movie "The Sixth Sense," the little boy said, "I see Dead People." Well, now "I see Garbage Trucks."

I see the load they're carrying. I see them coming to drop it off. And like my Taxi Driver, I don't make it a personal thing; I just smile, wave, wish them well, and I move on.

One of my favorite football players of all time, Walter Payton, did this every day on the football field. He would jump up as quickly as he hit the ground after being tackled. He never dwelled on a hit. Payton was ready to make the next play his best.

Good leaders know they have to be ready for their next meeting. Good parents know that they have to welcome their children home from school with hugs and kisses. Leaders and parents know that they have to be fully present, and at their best for the people they care about.

The bottom line is that successful people do not let Garbage Trucks ruin their day. What about you? What would happen in your life, starting today, if you let more garbage trucks pass you by?

Here's my bet. You'll be happier.

Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so....

Love the people who treat you right.
Forget about the ones who don't.
Believe that everything happens for a reason.
If you get a chance, TAKE IT!
If it changes your life, LET IT!
Nobody said it would be easy...
They just promised it would be worth it!

Thoughts of a Mom

2007-09-09T07:35:00.000-07:00

Thoughts of a Mom

Many of you, I have never met face to face but I've searched you out
every day. I've looked for you on the Internet, on playgrounds and in grocery stores. I've become an expert at identifying you. You are well worn. You are stronger than you ever wanted or wished to be. Your words ring experience. Experiences you can recall with your very hearts and soul. You are compassionate beyond the expectations of this world.

You are my "sisters". Yes, you and I, my friend, are "sisters" in a
sorority. A very elite sorority. We are special. Just like any other sorority, we were CHOSEN to be members. Some of us were invited to join immediately, some not for months or even years. Some of us even tried to refuse membership to no avail. We were initiated in neurologist's offices, NICU units, obstetrician's offices, in emergency rooms and even during ultrasounds. We were initiated with just a somber telephone call, a consultation, routine blood tests, x-rays or during heart surgeries.

All of us have one thing in common. There was one day things were fine. We were pregnant, had just given birth or even playing with our toddlers. Yes, for one minute everything was fine. Then, whether it happened in an instant, as it often does, or over the course of a few weeks or months, our entire lives changed. Something wasn't quite right.

Then we found ourselves mothers of children with special needs. We are united, us sisters, regardless of the diversity of our children's
special needs. Some of our children undergo chemo. Some need respirators and ventilators. Some are unable to talk or walk. Some eat through a feeding tube. Some live in a different world.
We do not discriminate against those mothers who have children that are not as "special" as our own child. We have mutual respect and empathy for all of the women who walk in our shoes.

We are knowledgeable. We have educated ourselves with whatever materials we could find. We know "THE" specialists in the field. We know the best neurologists in the field. We know the best cardiologists. We know the Children's Hospital phone number by heart.
We all know the wonder drugs and the best treatments. We know all of the secondary tests by heart and hold our breath while our children are tested for them. Without formal education, we could become Board Certified in Neurology, Endocrinology, Cardiology, and Psychiatry.

We have taken on our insurance companies and school boards to get what our children need to survive and flourish. We have prevailed upon the State to include augmentative communication devices in special education classes and mainstream schools for our children with Autism, Cerebral Palsy and Down Syndrome. We have labored to prove to insurance companies the medical necessity in treatments and Gait Trainers; we have sued municipalities to have our children properly classified so they could receive education and evaluation to commensurate with their diagnosis.

We have learned to deal with the rest of the world, even if that means walking away from it. We have tolerated scorn in supermarkets during "tantrums" and gritted our teeth while discipline was advocated by the person behind us in line. We have tolerated insane suggestions and home remedies from well-meaning strangers. We have tolerated mothers of children without special needs complaining about chicken pox and ear infections. We have learned that many of our nearest and dearest friends can't understand what it is like to be in our "sorority" and don't even want to try.

We have our own personal copies of Emily Pearl Kingsley's "A Trip to Holland" and Erma Bombeck's "The Special Mother". We keep them by our bedside and read and re-read them during our toughest hours.

We have coped with the holidays. We have found ways to get our physically handicapped children to the neighbor's front door on Halloween and we have found ways to help our deaf children say "Trick or Treat". We have accepted that our children with sensory issues will never wear velvet or lace on Christmas. We have pureed turkey on Thanksgiving and we have bought white chocolate bunnies for Easter. All the while, we have tried to create a festive atmosphere for the rest of our family.

We have gotten up every morning since our journey began and wondered how we would make it through another day and gone to bed every night not quite sure how we did it. We have mourned the fact that we never got to relax and sip red wine. We have mourned the fact that our trip to anywhere has required much more baggage than we ever imagined when we first visited the travel agent. We have mourned because we left for the airport without most of the things we needed most for the trip.

But at last sisters, we keep the faith always. We never stop believing. Our love for our special children and our belief in all they will achieve in life knows no bounds. We dream of our kids scoring touchdowns, extra points and hitting home runs. We visualize them running sprints and marathons. We dream of them planting vegetable seeds, riding horses and chopping down trees. We hear their angelic voices singing Christmas Carols. We see their palettes smeared with watercolors and their fingers flying over ivory keys in a concert hall. We are amazed at the grace of their pirouettes. We never, ever stop believing in all they will accomplish as they pass through this world.

So in the meantime, my sisters, the most important thing we do is hold tight to their little hands and together, we special mothers with our special children and those who's children have received their angel wings,
REACH FOR THE STARS...

-Author Unknown

2007-09-06T06:13:00.001-07:00

DON'T MESS WITH MOM

My son came home from school one day,
with a smirk upon his face.
He decided he was smart enough,
to put me in my place.

"Guess what I learned in Civics Two,
that's taught by Mr. Wright?
It's all about the laws today,
The 'Children's Bill of Rights.'

It says I need not clean my room,
don't have to cut my hair
No one can tell me what to think,
or speak, or what to wear.

I have freedom from religion,
and regardless what you say,
I don't have to bow my head,
and I sure don't have to pray.

I can wear earrings if I want,
and pierce my tongue & nose.
I can read & watch just what I like,
get tattoos f rom head to toe.

And if you ever spank me,
I'll charge you with a crime.
I'll back up all my charges,
with the marks on my behind.

Don't you ever touch me,
my body's only for my use,
not for your hugs and kisses,
that's just more child abuse.

Don't preach about your morals,
like your Mama did to you.
That's nothing more than mind control,
And it's illegal too!

Mom, I have these children's rights,
so you can't influence me,
or I'll call Children's Services Division,
better known as C.S.D."

Of course my first instinct was
to toss him out the door.
But the chance to teach him a lesson
made me think a little more.

I mulled it over carefully,
I couldn't let this go.
A smile crept upon my face,
he's messing with a pro.

Next day I took him shopping
at the local Goodwill Store.
I told him, "Pick out all you want,
there's shirts & amp; pants galore.

I've called and checked with C.S.D.
who said they didn't care if I bought you K-Mart shoes
instead of those Nike Airs.

I've canceled that appointment
to take your driver's test.
The C.S.D. is unconcerned
so I'll decide what's best."

I said "No time to stop and eat,
or pick up stuff to munch.
And tomorrow you can start to learn
to pack your own sack lunch.

Just save the raging appetite,
and wait till dinner time.
We're having liver and onions,
a favorite dish of mine."

He asked "Can I please rent a movie,
to watch on my VCR?"
"Sorry, but I sold your TV,
for new tires on my car.

I also rented out your room,
you'll take the couch instead.
The C.S.D. requires
just a roof over your head.

Your clothing won't be trendy now,
I'll choose what we eat.
That allowance that you used to get,
will buy me something neat.

I'm selling off your jet ski,
dirt-bike & roller blades.
Check out the 'Parents Bill of Rights',
It's in effect today!

Hey hot shot, are you crying,
Why are you on your knees?
Are you asking God to help you out,
instead of C.S.D..?"

Send to all people that have teenagers or have already raised
teenagers, or have children who will soon be teenagers or those who
will be parents someday OR ANYONE WHO'D JUST GET A LAUGH
MOM
(Mean Old Mother

2007-08-20T14:56:00.002-07:00

HOW TO TRAVEL WITH THE KIDS

Instead of singing "99 bottles of beer on the wall," you drink 'em.

During the school year, keep them up at night
so that they fail and have to attend summer school.

Pretend to pass out at the wheel, weaving erratically.

Blindfold the children and tell them that you're taking them to the "Bat cave."

Sit them back-to-back, facing away from one another, and go to town with the duct tape.

Make them eat a whole turkey and let the tryptophan kick in.

You can ship a 40 lb child UPS 2nd day air for around $60.00, but don't forget the air holes.

When you get on the plane, ask your child if he or she remembered to pack their parachute.

Tell your kids that if they're extra-good, they get to ride in the "trunk seat."

For every sugary snack your kid eats, take a Valium pill.

2007-08-20T14:56:00.001-07:00

How to Keep a Healthy Level of Insanity

Page yourself over the intercom. (Don't disguise your voice.)
Find out where your boss shops and buy exactly the same outfits. Always wear them one day after your boss does. (This is especially effective if your boss is a different gender than you are.)
Make up nicknames for all your coworkers and refer to them only by these names. "That's a good point, Sparky". "No I'm sorry I'm going to have to disagree with you there, Sport."
Send email to the rest of the company telling them what you're doing. For example "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the bathroom."
"Hi-lite" your shoes. Tell people that you haven't lost your shoes since you did this.
While sitting at your desk, soak your fingers in "Palmolive."
Put mosquito netting around your cubicle. Play a tape of jungle sounds all day.
Put a chair facing a printer, sit there all day and tell people you're waiting for your document.
Arrive at a meeting late, say you're sorry, but you didn't have time for lunch, and you're going to be nibbling during the meeting. During the meeting eat 5 entire raw potatoes.
Insist that your e-mail address be: zena_goddess_of_fire@companyname.com or Elvis_the_King@companyname.com
Every time someone asks you to do something, ask him or her if they want fries with that.
Send email to yourself engaging yourself in an intelligent debate about the direction of one of your company's products. Forward the mail to a co-worker and ask her to settle the disagreement.
Encourage your colleagues to join you in a little synchronized chair dancing.
Put your garbage can on your desk. Label it "IN."
Determine how many cups of coffee are "too many."
Develop an unnatural fear of staplers.
Decorate your office with pictures of Cindy Brady and Danny Partridge. Try to pass them off as your children.
For a relaxing break, get away from it all with a mask and snorkel in the fish tank. If no one notices, take out your snorkel and see how many you can catch in your mouth.
Send e-mail messages saying free pizza, free donuts etc... in the lunchroom, when people complain that there was none... Just lean back, pat your stomach, and say, "Oh you've got to be faster than that."
Adjust the tint on your monitor so that the brightness level lights up the entire work area. Insist to others that you like it that way.
Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten over his or her caffeine addiction, switch to espresso.
Send e-mail to the rest of the company to tell them what you're doing. For example, "If anyone needs me, I'll be in the bathroom, in Stall # 3."
Reply to everything someone says with, "That's what you think."
Finish all your sentences with "in accordance with the prophecy."
Adjust the tint on your monitor so that the brightness level lights up the entire working area. Insist to others that you like it that way.
In the memo field of all your checks, write 'for sexual favors'.
Dont use any punctuation
Use, too...much; punctuation!
As often as possible, skip rather than walk.
Ask people what sex they are. Laugh hysterically after they answer.
Specify that your drive-through order is 'to go'.
Sing along at the opera.
Call the psychic hotline and don't say anything.
At lunch time, sit in your parked car w/sunglasses on and point a hairdryer at passing cars. See if they slow down.
Go to a poetry recital and ask why the poems don't rhyme.
Call 911 and ask if 911 is for emergencies. (warning: you can get arrested for this, but that can be instructive too)
Five days in advance, tell your friends you can't attend their party because you're not in the mood.
Have your coworkers address you by your wrestling name, "Rock Hard."
When the money comes out of the ATM, scream "I Won!", "I Won!" "3rd time this week!!!"
When leaving the zoo, start running towards the parking lot, yelling "Run for your lives, they're loose!"
Tell your boss, "It's not the voices in my head that bother me, its the voices in your head that do."
Tell your children over dinner. "Due to the economy, we are going to have to let one of you go."
Send this e-mail to everyone in your address book, even if they sent it to you or have asked you not to send them stuff like that.

2007-08-20T14:53:00.001-07:00

A GIFT FOR YOU...

Every night, someone thinks about you before they go to sleep.
At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.
THE ONLY REASON SOMEONE WOULD EVER HATE YOU IS BECAUSE THEY WANT TO BE JUST LIKE YOU!
There are at least 2 people in this world that would die for you.
You mean the world to someone.
Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.
WHEN YOU MAKE THE BIGGEST MISTAKE EVER, SOMETHING GOOD COMES FROM IT!
When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look again.
Always remember the compliments you received.
Forget the rude remarks.

2007-08-20T14:52:00.001-07:00

THE BRICK

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down

when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag's side door! He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting, "What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?" The young boy was apologetic. "Please, mister...please, I'm sorry but I didn't know what else to do," He pleaded. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop..." With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car. "It's my brother, "he said. "He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up."

Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me."

Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay. "Thank you and may God bless you," the grateful child told the stranger. Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy! push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home.

It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar. The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door.

He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: "Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!" God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. It's our choice to listen or not.

2007-08-20T14:51:00.001-07:00

EIGHT GIFTS THAT DO NOT COST A CENT

1) THE GIFT OF LISTENING...
But you must REALLY listen.
No interrupting, no daydreaming,
no planning your response.
Just listening.

2) THE GIFT OF AFFECTION...
Be generous with appropriate hugs,
kisses, pats on the back and handholds.
Let these small actions demonstrate the
love you have for family and friends.

3) THE GIFT OF LAUGHTER...
Clip cartoons.
Share articles and funny stories.
Your gift will say, "I love to laugh with
you."

4) THE GIFT OF A WRITTEN NOTE...
It can be a simple
"Thanks for the help" note or a full sonnet.
A brief, handwritten note may be remembered
for a lifetime, and may even change a life.

5) THE GIFT OF A COMPLIMENT...
A simple and sincere,
"You look great in red," "You did a super
job" or "That was a wonderful meal"can make
someone's day.

6) THE GIFT OF A FAVOR...
Every day, go out of your way
to do something kind.

7) THE GIFT OF SOLITUDE...
There are times when we want nothing better
than to be left alone.
Be sensitive to those times and give the
gift of solitude to others.

8) THE GIFT OF A CHEERFUL DISPOSITION...
The easiest way to feel good is
to extend a kind word to someone,
really it's not that hard to say,
Hello or Thank You.

2007-08-20T14:50:00.001-07:00

Someone I love...

Someone I love relies on me in ways you will never understand.

Someone I love endures pain and challenges that break my heart and renew my spirit at the same time.

Someone I love is unable to advocate for themselves for things that most of us take for granted.

Someone I love will never have the opportunities that every child should have.

Someone I love will need unconditional love and support after I am gone-this frightens me to the core.

Someone I love encounters pity, stereotyping responses and prejudice at every turn, because they look, act and/or learn differently from others.

Someone I love has needs that require me to allow outsiders" to have power and input in areas that should be mine alone to meet.

Someone I love will continue to look to me for everything in life long after other children are able to assume a place as part of the world.

Someone I love has needs that require more time and energy than I have to give.

Someone I love has needs that mean I am not able to meet basic needs of my own.

Someone I love has needs that have become the driving force behind major decisions my family makes.

Someone I love has changed me in ways I will never be able to describe.

Someone I love has taught me about love and about the really important things in life...

Dedication from: Living in My Skin: The Insider's View of Life With a Special Needs Child Copyright 2000 by Communication Skill Builders, a Harcourt Health SciencesCompany. Lori A. Hickman is the author.

2007-08-20T14:47:00.001-07:00

Families are like fudge, mostly sweet with a few nuts

* God made the back to suit the burden.

* It is never too late to do good.

* A good thing is improved by increasing it.

* Though honey is sweet, one should not lick it off thorns.

* From strong relationships often comes great grief.

* I love you, you can live in my heart, and I won't charge you rent.

* What is nearest the heart is usually nearest the lips.

* Marry in haste and be sorry at your leisure.

* A busy mother makes a lazy daughter.

* What can you expect from a pig but a grunt.

* If you put a silk dress on a goat, he is still a goat.

* You will never miss the water till the well runs dry.

* Humor is a rubber sword, it allows you to make a point without drawing blood.

* Grief, tragedy, and hatred are only for a time. Goodness, remembrance, and love have no end.

* When love is your greatest weakness, you will be the strongest person in the world.

* Raising teenagers is like nailing Jello to a tree.

* Families are like fudge, mostly sweet with a few nuts.

* Laughing is good exercise. It's like jogging on the inside.

* Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional.

* Wisdom comes with age but sometimes age comes along.

* Generally speaking, you aren't learning much when your lips are moving.

* Never miss a good chance to shut up.

* By degrees the castles are built.

* Better own a little than want a great deal.

* The well fed don't understand the wants of the hungry.

* A little pleases a poor man.

* There is nothing in this world as bad as going to hell.

* Pride is the author of every sin.

* It is no time to go for the doctor when the patient is dead.

* There,s no repentance after death.

* Even if you loose all, keep your good name.

* The person who brings a story to you will take two away from you.

* Leave the bad tale where you found it.

* Seeing ourselves as others see us will not do much good because we will not believe what we see.

* Wisdom knows what to do; skill knows how, virtue does it.

2007-08-20T14:41:00.001-07:00

Where Are the Parents?
By Sue Stuyvesant, Parent
To make a long story short, earlier this week a question was asked by some nitwit official as to why there weren’t more parents (of special needs kids) involved in the local PTA and other issues that have come up that directly involve our kids. His question, which was passed on to me was, “Where are the parents?” I went home that night, started thinking - and boy was I pi**ed - and banged this “little” essay out the next day on my lunch break. By the way, I took copies of this to the school board meeting that night, gave it to a couple of influential people and it WILL get around………….
Where are the parents?
They are on the phone to doctors and hospitals and fighting with insurance companies, wading through the red tape in order that their child’s medical needs can be properly addressed. They are buried under a mountain of paperwork and medical bills, trying to make sense of a system that seems designed to confuse and intimidate all but the very savvy.
Where are the parents?
They are at home, diapering their 15 year old son, or trying to lift their 100 lb. daughter onto the toilet. They are spending an hour at each meal to feed a child who cannot chew, or laboriously and carefully feeding their child through a g-tube. They are administering medications, changing catheters and switching oxygen tanks.
Where are the parents?
They are sitting, bleary eyed and exhausted, in hospital emergency rooms, waiting for tests results to come back and wondering, “Is this the time when my child doesn’t pull through?” They are sitting patiently in hospital rooms as their child recovers from yet another surgery to lengthen hamstrings or straighten backs or repair a faulty internal organ. They are waiting in long lines in county clinics because no insurance company will touch their child.
Where are the parents?
They are sleeping in shifts because their child won’t sleep more than 2 or 3 hours a night, and must constantly be watched, lest he do himself, or another member of the family, harm. They are sitting at home with their child because family and friends are either too intimidated or too unwilling to help with child care and the state agencies that are designed to help are suffering cut backs of their own.
Where are the parents?
They are trying to spend time with their non-disabled children, as they try to make up for the extra time and effort that is critical to keeping their disabled child alive. They are struggling to keep a marriage together, because adversity does not always bring you closer. They are working 2 and sometime 3 jobs in order to keep up with the extra expenses. And sometimes they are a single parent struggling to do it all by themselves.
Where are the parents?
They are trying to survive in a society that pays lip service to helping those in need, as long as it doesn’t cost them anything. They are trying to patch their broken dreams together so that they might have some sort of normal life for their children and their families.
They are busy, trying to survive.

2007-08-20T14:35:00.000-07:00

I was recently emailed these "life's lessons"..............they are definitely words to live by:

Get past the obstacles in your life. Mental or physical, go through them, around them, over them, but never let them snare you or hold you captive.
Never let others decide what is best for you, not doctors, counselors, parents or "experts". Be the expert in your own life. You and only you get to decide. You may seek advice, ponder it, mull it over and then throw it away or use it but YOU and only YOU decide.
Be involved in a cause near and dear to your heart. It will keep you from feeling sorry or yourself and you'll help someone else in the process. You'll make the world a better place.
Accept yourself as you are with all your warts and foibles and imperfections. Then strive to be the best version of yourself you can be. And not just on the outside, but on the inside-where the real important stuff goes on.
Never pass up the opportunity to go on a trip. You'll get a new perspective and, most importantly, some new decorating ideas.
Speaking of shopping, whenever you go shopping, buy a present for somebody else. Treasure hunt on your shopping trips and never pay full price.
Be generous. Have a "what's mine is yours" philosophy with friends and family.
Keep in touch with distant relatives. They are family and family is important.
Use your imagination and your vocabulary as much as possible. Be articulate. Never use a two-syllable word when a three will work better. Don't be vulgar-that takes no imagination.
Don't be afraid to ask questions, be inquisitive. Remember, ask and ye shall receive. Get the info. Be resourceful.
Plan parties, go out to eat, go out and hear live music whenever possible. Enjoy the company of others, but be your own best friend. Spend some time getting to know yourself. Learn to enjoy solitude and silence and peace of quiet, reflective times. Strike a balance.
Be a good listener. Be supportive of others' dreams and aspirations. Don't enable whiners. Encourage action. Be there for your family and the people you love.
Spend a week at the beach every summer and include Cheetos and hot dogs.
Buy fresh flowers for your home regularly.
Have a sense of humor.

And Most Importantly:

2007-08-20T14:31:00.001-07:00

One Flaw In Women

Women have strengths that amaze men.
They bear hardships and they carry burdens,
but they hold happiness, love and joy.

They smile when they want to scream.
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy
and laugh when they are nervous.

They fight for what they believe in.
They stand up to injustice.
They don't take "no" for an answer
when they believe there is a better solution.

They go without so their family can have.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
They love unconditionally.

They cry when their children excel
and cheer when their friends get awards.
They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding.

Their hearts break when a friend dies.
They grieve at the loss of a family member,
yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.
They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.

Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.
They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you
to show how much they care about you.

The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning.

They bring joy, hope and love.
They have compassion and ideas.
They give moral support to their family and friends.

Women have vital things to say and everything to give.

HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN,
IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.

The First Day of School

2007-08-20T14:17:00.001-07:00

I hope everyone had a great day today, moms, dads and kids, too!!! It's been a long one for me..........woke up at 4:45a, got Robert's things together, made his lunch and then got him together, he left at 6:05a without his stroller, he climbed the stairs, but fell asleep on the bus, so the teacher carried him in to school. Brittany left at 6:45a for Ida Baker HS, less than 2 miles from our house, which means no bus......so I drove her, when I got home, I got Adam together, his lunch made, etc and started to wait for his bus at about 7:30a..........it came after 8:05a.............of course there wasn't any answer at the transportation office, no matter which line I pressed. In fact, I left a message stating that I was questioning the bus stop, times and route number, when the bus was 20 minutes late........surprise, surprise........it's now 5:03p and NO RETURN PHONE CALL!!!! Once Adam got on the bus, John and I dropped Robert's many supplies off at his school (pediasure, diapers, etc).........he was sleeping quite comfortably when we arrived. I woke him up for sure, our tax dollars are not paying for teachers to clean classrooms while children sleep. There were only 2 kids in the class at that time because of late buses..........prime time to get some real time in with the kids........no, BOTH children were out cold when we arrived. I also found out that the infamous "Ralph" who is quite vocal here in Lee County, has a grandson in Robert's class. Then it was off to take John to work..........................All this by 9am!!!!! I was so looking forward to my "break" today..........it didn't happen! LOL! It seemed as though as soon as they were all gone, the dismissal process started................so now Anthony and Robert are sleeping, Brittany is school shopping for some items she couldn't find on the first time around and Adam is watching tv. We've got cookies in the oven........I know, it's dinner hour, but John won't be home until 7p, so it will be a late dinner tonight. I'm hoping to get a little peace and quiet before bed, which after dinner and all my homework (form after form after form to fill out and sign), probably won't be until 12a...................then off to bed to start it all over again tomorrow..............when is our first school vacation?!?!?!?! LOL!

2007-08-16T11:40:00.001-07:00

God's Message To Women

When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate. I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you.

Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity. From one bone I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do. Around this one bone I shaped you. I modeled you. I created you perfectly and beautifully.

Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart. His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life.

The rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports the body. You were not taken from his feet, to be under him, nor were you taken from his head, to be above him. You were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be held close to his side.

You are my perfect angel. You are my beautiful little girl. You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart. Your eyes - don't change them. Your lips how lovely when they part in prayer. Your nose, so perfect in form, your hands so gentle to touch. I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep; I've held your heart close to mine. Of all that lives and breathes, you are the most like me.

Adam walked with me in the cool of the day and yet he was lonely. He could not see me or touch me. He could only feel me. So everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with me, I fashioned in you: my holiness, my strength, my purity, my love, my protection and support.

You are special because you are the extension of me. Man represents my image - woman, my emotions. Together, you represent the totality of God.

So man - treat woman well. Love her, respect her, for she is fragile. In hurting her, you hurt me. What you do to her, you do to me. In crushing her, you only damage your own heart, the heart of your Father, and the heart of her Father.

Woman, support man. In humility, show him the power of emotion I have given you. In gentle quietness show your strength. In love, show him that you are the rib that protects his inner self.

Did you not know that WOMAN was so special in God's eyes? Now we really know! Hallelujah!!

2007-08-16T05:39:00.001-07:00

My name is Jacqui Hawkins and I am writing to you as a parent and an advocate for
the developmentally disabled. My family moved to the southwest Florida area in
November of 2004, we moved here from New York, where we were spoiled. The services
that were available to our family were numerous and it was a huge benefit to our
family. We are surely going through withdrawal now. Let me start from the beginning.
My husband and I had tried to do the right thing by his child from a previous relationship,
but mom had a number of issues and even though my husband showed that he was committed,
the courts had a hard time ruling against the mother. Well, mom made it very difficult
for us to be there for her and the child, we backed out of the child's life. Robert
was then 5 years old and while my husband felt as though he had a relationship with
the child, the child was "profoundly" retarded and likely wouldn't have
too much of reaction if my husband didn't see him any longer. In April 2003, we
were notified that the child was in foster care, after being removed from his mother's
custody for severe neglect and possible abuse. (Mom kept the child in a closet
so that she could sleep). We fought the Department of Social Services in New York
for months before finally winning custody of Robert in October of 2003. When Robert
arrived in our home he was 10 years old and as DSS stated, "profoundly"
retarded. Robert wouldn't look at anyone, preferring to participate in self stimulatory
and self injurious behaviors. Robert was on pudding consistency foods (baby food)
and needed to be fed. He couldn't even hold his own cup. Robert also did not walk.
We had been told that this was Robert, he'd always be like this and DSS hoped we
were ready. We refused to accept that. Robert now has real relationships within
our family, not only looking at us, but reaching out for us. He also has real preferences
as to who he relates with. Robert also can eat regular table food with Pediasure
supplements. Robert has difficulty loading his spoon, but can bring the spoon to
his mouth and will hand us the spoon if we are too slow in loading it for him.
He not only drinks from a cup, but lifts it to his mouth and place it back on the
table when through. While he is still very self-stimulatory and self-injurious,
he does walk. An accomplishment that in itself we weren't sure would EVER happen.
When we obtained custody of Robert, I wasn't sure how it would fit into our lifestyle.
My husband and I both worked full time outside the home, I had an additional part
time job and we had 4 other children. (3 children are from my previous marriage
and 1 child, my husband and I had together). At that time, I worked for East End
Disability Associates, Inc in Riverhead, NY as a Program Manager of In-Home Services.
There I was in charge of the residential habilitation program, which served 52 children
and adults with developmental disabilities. I also worked part time for Developmental
Disabilities Institute in the children's residential program. There I worked hands-on
with 11 children with mainly mental retardation and autism/autistic tendencies.
Both employers were very flexible with me so that I could provide the best care
that I could for my stepson. I immediately was in touch with the Office of Mental
Retardation and Developmental Disabilities in NY (OMRDD NYS), Robert was approved
for Medicaid Waiver by 1/15/04. His service coordinator worked for EEDA as well,
so that was very beneficial for both Robert and myself. Robert attended an After
School Therapeutic Recreation Program, Saturday Respite and Overnight Respite.
These services helped us immensely. It allowed me some alone time to regroup, mind
you, I lived and breathed "retarded" folks, it also allowed me and my
husband to provide some time with our other children. It also provided a huge help
in purchasing diapers for Robert. Diapers for a large child are quite expensive.
While we enjoyed what we did in NY and the money that we were making, it just wasn't
enough. We both worked so hard to really enjoy the "fruits" of our labor.
We decided to relocate to Florida where my grandparents and my aunt lived. My grandmother
had alzeihmer's disease and my grandfather and aunt were burning out. My husband
and I looked at the opportunity as a multi faceted benefit. We could help them
with her and they could help us by being there for our children. We had no idea
how difficult it would be to obtain services for Robert. We do make alot less money
here, but I am able to be home a little more, especially since as a new employee
of any company, they'd be alot less understanding and flexible with our needs.
I now work overnight shifts at Shellpoint Retirement Community. We are at our wits
end. We were able to obtain support coordination for Robert, but we have virtually
no contact with her. I've yet to receive his "plan" and I had to explain
to her what HCBS waiver was. Anyway, we have NO supports for Robert and it has
become increasingly more difficult to care for him. He still requires alot of physical
assistance to accomplish any task and constant supervision. We can't even put him
to sleep in his crib anymore because he would wake up with marks or bruises and
we didn't know where they were coming from. We now believe that he is trying to
climb out of his crib. So, he sleeps in a chair in the living room, (my husband
and I do not currently have a bedroom, so that is where we sleep). He is strapped
into the chair, so we know that he can't move about and therefore can't injure himself.
My children are overwhelmed, there are so many things in their new neighborhood
and beyond that they want to explore, but it is such hard work to take Robert with
us, that they haven't been anywhere. Robert not only requires alot of lifting to
get in and out of the car, assistance with dining, he also doesn't like crowds.
My husband and I have accepted that we won't make NY salaries in Florida, but in
the same instance, Robert still needs diapers, etc. that we just can't afford.
I was told that there is a wait list for services like nothing I could imagine,
but yet there was a surplus of money. Truthfully, I am afraid that though we believed
we were doing the right thing by taking this child out of NYS' care, we made a very
wrong decision for our family. We simply do not have enough resources here in Florida
to allow us to continue. We can not move back to NY, there is no way to afford
the cost of living there, so we are stuck. If we don't find adequate resources
here, I am afraid that we will have to seek residential treatment for Robert. It
is a shame because that will cost more money, when we are able to provide Robert
what he needs in our home with appropriate services. But you want to know what
the worst part is, the level of professionalism in Florida, for lack of a better
term, really "sucks". I can't get ANYONE to return my calls and when
I do speak with someone, I'm told, "Someone will get back to you next week."
NEXT WEEK?!?!?!? When I worked for EEDA, I was not allowed to let more than 24
hours to pass without returning a phone call, if I did, I faced disciplinary action.
If a family needed assistance and I couldn't help, I referred them to someone who
could and then followed up myself, to make sure that the person I referred them
to did in fact, assist them. Something is very wrong here and families need help,
NOW! I don't know what else could be done, but I know we can't go on like this
much longer.

PS-the kicker is, my 2 children from a previous marriage receive medicaid because
my husband is not their father, but Robert who is severely handicapped, can not.
(Robert is diagnosed with Down Syndrome, Autism, a seizure disorder, chronic congestion,
chronic constipation, reflux, microcephaly, failure to thrive, orthopedic problems,
he's nonverbal, and doesn't sleep more than 2-3 hours at a time.)

2007-08-13T06:01:00.001-07:00

Dear God:
Grant me the strength to last until Back To School Night.
Give me the energy to drive the swim team carpool, take knots out of wet shoelaces with my teeth and untangle the dog from the sprinkler hose.
Grant me the wisdom to remember the name of the red-headed kid from down the street who hasn't left our house since July.
Walk with me through the backyard over piles of wet bathing suits and empty ice-cream cups, to rescue my good lipstick from the bottom of the wading pool.
Give me the courage to accept that everything in the refrigerator either has a bite out of it, had a finger stuck in it, or is reproducing in the vegetable crisper underneath the expensive cheese.
Guide me down the hallway to the laundry room, where I can experience five minutes of peace and quiet by turning the lights off and climbing on the dryer so the kids can't see my feet underneath the door.
Help me accept the fact that even if I take the kids to the circus, install a pool in the backyard, go on a safari, and carve a redwood tree into a canoe and sail down the Congo, my children will end each day with "I'm bored".
Grant me the serenity to smile when my husband insists on tossing the Hamburger Helper on the gas grill because "everything tastes better barbecued".
In your infinite wisdom show me how to disconnect the video game console that hasn't been turned off since June 1st.
Comfort me when I realize the color of my earth-tone carpet has changed into a mixture of melted blue popsicle and the remains of somebody's purple slushie.
And if I ask too much, God, just give me the foresight to know that one day - not too many years from now - the barbecue, television, and sprinkler hose will be off, the refrigerator, front door, and garage will be closed, and I will wonder where my children - and the little red-headed boy with glasses - went.

2007-08-13T05:47:00.000-07:00

10 WAYS TO KNOW IF YOU HAVE ESTROGEN ISSUES.

Everyone around you has an attitude problem.
You're adding chocolate chips to your cheese omelet.
The dryer has shrunk every last pair of your jeans.
Your husband is suddenly agreeing to everything you say.
You're using your cellular phone to dial up every bumper sticker >>that says: "How's my driving-call 1-800-***-."
Everyone's head looks like an invitation to batting-practice.
You're convinced there's a God and he's male.
You can't believe they don't make a tampon bigger than Super Plus.
You're sure that everyone is scheming to drive you crazy.
The ibuprofen bottle is empty and you bought it yesterday.

Family Stress Test

2007-08-13T05:46:00.002-07:00

Family Stress Test

tmorris@scofflaw.convex.com (Terry Morris)

(original, chuckle)

As part of a seminar I recently attended on stress in the workplace, I was given a packet which included a family stress test. Our family found that all of the questions fell into what we considered the "wuss" category, and generated our own family stress test:

Score 0 if the statement is never true, 1 if it is rarely true, 2 if it is sometimes true, and 3 if it is always true.

1. ____ Conversations often begin with "Put the gun down, and then we can
talk."

2. ____ The school principal has your number on speed-dial.

3. ____ The cat is on Valium.

4. ____ People have trouble understanding your kids, because they learned to
speak through clenched teeth.

5. ____ You are trying to get your four-year-old to switch to decaf.

6. ____ The number of jobs held down by family members exceeds the number
of people in the family.

7. ____ No one has time to wait for microwave TV dinners.

8. ____ "Family meetings" are often mediated by law enforcement officials.

9. ____ You have to check your kid's day-timer to see if he can take out
the trash.

10.____ Maxwell House gives you industrial rates.

Scoring:

30 - a perfect score. Welcome to the neighborhood!

20-29 - You are doing reasonably well, but still have too little
going on in your life. Crank it up.

10-19 - You have mastered some of the aspects of the stress-filled
life, but still have a long way to go. Have you considered
a parallel career path?

0-9 - Enjoying all that extra time? What do you do anyway?

A Prayer for the Stressed!

2007-08-13T05:46:00.001-07:00

A Prayer for the Stressed!

Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
the courage to change the things I cannot accept,
and the wisdom to hide the bodies of those people I had
to kill today because they pissed me off.

And also, help me to be careful of the toes I step on
today as they may be connected to the ass that I may have
to kiss tomorrow.

Help me to always give 100% at work....
12% on Monday
23% on Tuesday
40% on Wednesday
20% on Thursday
5% on Fridays

And help me to remember.....
When I'm having a really bad day,
and it seems that people are trying to piss me off,
that it takes 42 muscles to frown and
only 4 to extend my middle finger and tell them to bite me!

Amen

2007-08-12T06:22:00.001-07:00

As a parent of a child with special needs, I am always looking for opportunities to "acclimate" him into the world around him, especially when there is a transition that is going to take place.............Robert "graduated" from Gulf Middle School in Cape Coral, FL (I put graduate in quotes because he wasn't given the opportunity to participate in the 8th grade graduation, nor was he even invited) and he will be attending Mariner High School on August 20th, however, Robert was NOT invited to attend Triton Quest, instead, I was given a voice mail message to attend Open House at the school on Saturday, August 18th.

This is a serious injustice to my son's civil rights AGAIN, if you aren't already aware, my child was bussed to the side door of his school building for his entire school experience at Gulf Middle School, I received EVERY excuse by the school district including: convenience, safety and building construction. HMMMM..........Whose convenience and safety?!?! And building construction?!?!?! Why wasn't EVERY child rerouted to the side doors of the building then?

In this day and age, how is segregation of ANY individual acceptable?!?!?!....................................

Lee County School District
Incoming Mariner freshmen take part in Triton Quest
Program helps new students become familiar with new school

By Terry Brady
tbrady@news-press.com
Originally posted on August 07, 200

A conga line made up of 200 Mariner High School freshman made its way across campus today as a part of the school's freshman orientation program — Triton Quest.

Students danced on the tables and through the cafeteria, cheers were made, games were played and scavenger hunts were held throughout the campus so students could better familiarize themselves with the lay of the land.

"It's excellent!" Mariner freshman Skyler Marler, 14, said while dancing to the song "YMCA."

While it seemed to be all about fun and games to the students, there was a deeper purpose.

"It's about getting the freshmen acclimated to their new environment," said Triton Quest head Angela Hancock.

The program is in its fourth year and has continually grown from its 75-student start in 2004.

"We want the kids to come out, get to know each other," Hancock said.

Hancock said the goal is to get the freshman to meet at least 15 students, a teacher and three to four upperclassmen, who are known as "navigators."

Over 40 Mariner navigators ran the all-day event by leading the new students through games, problem-solving activities and tours through the school.

"I went through the program when I was a freshman," said Emily Labarbera, 16, Mariner junior. "It helps teach you where everything is."

LaBarbera said the program helped her transition from middle school to high school and introduced her to friends she still has today.

"It teaches them that it's not bad to be outgoing and enthusiastic," she said.

To help continue to help the freshmen when school starts on Aug. 20, the navigators will wear the pink Triton Quest shirts they wore today so freshmen could easily find them if they have any first-day questions.

The navigators went through a three-day training program and went through an application and interview process to participate.

Tyrone Ward, 14, said he didn't know what to expect heading into Triton Quest today, but said after going through the program, he feels more relaxed about the upcoming school year.

"It's a whole new school for me," he said. "I'm the little guy again. (Triton Quest) has made me feel more confident. I'm not afraid."

For My Son............

2007-08-09T06:14:00.001-07:00

I was recently asked about my kids and told how I must be so "thankful" to have such beautiful children..............My mind went reeling with all the times I yell and tell them to "pick up your clothes", "Clean up after yourself", "Get up, what are you going to sleep all day?", "Why aren't you working?", "Get a job", etc and they STILL don't listen; I thought about the time that my "genius" son traded his 2004 Hyundai Tiberon for a 1995 Honda Civic because it was a "Honda, baby"; I thought about how my son, who can't even rinse a dish out, brought home a 19 year old, when he was 17 and introduced me to her 3 year old son; I thought about my daughter and how she never quite lived up to the image of the "girlie girl" that I always wanted, in fact, she rebelled, I thought about my pregnancy with Adam and how I was told to "abort" because I had toxoplasmosis; and Robert, what more can I say?; I remembered the prescription for valium that the doctor gave me(I love that doctor), when I brought my child in because he had a "friend" give him a tattoo of the Italian flag in my lanai and he got a skin infection from it and refused to take the antibiotic.............I thought about all the grief they've given me over the last few years and truthfully, I wasn't feeling it...............I just wasn't feeling "thankful" and then this person said surely I could think of SOMETHING that I was thankful for and then something came to mind.......... the birth of my son, Anthony, when I was 17 years old. There is a song by Kenny Chesney that came out around the time that Anthony was graduating and once I heard it I balled my eyes out..........still can't listen to it, but I feel it defines our relationship perfectly. Well, anyway...........when I realized that I was pregnant at 17 years old and that my boyfriend wasn't a prize, I was so overwhelmed with a feeling of doom. I thought to myself "There Goes My Life", but there wasn't a doubt in my mind that this was my child and I was going to do what I needed to do to be responsible for the baby that I was carrying. I was told during a sonogram that I was having a girl, the most ideal situation, I thought. I knew nothing about boys, didn't care to either. My brother was 4 at the time and while he was cute and all, he was my brother............I loved him, but I couldn't do his hair, or paint his nails, play dress up, etc.....I didn't know how to relate to him...........I had never even changed a boys diaper until my brother was born. Well, June 7th came around and I went into labor (the scariest thing for a 17 year old).......... he was finally born (after 36 hours) and they said it was a boy, my exact words out of my mouth were "its a WHAT?!?!?!" I was devastated and thought, "There Goes My Life"............but then I held my son and instantly I was in love with this 7lbs 8oz bundle of boy............we had some struggles and not so pleasant times, I lost friends, and didn't have the things that I wanted or to provide to my son, but I stuck it out, this was my boy.............I married his dad, had 2 more children with him and I can't say my life was ever what I had hoped it would be, I had tolerated years of physical, emotional and sexual abuse............ And then Anthony graduated HS and I watched him take his diploma and hold it over his head and as he walked away with the rest of his HS class, I said to myself "There Goes My Life". It was then that I realized that I had alot to be thankful for..................

2007-08-09T05:49:00.000-07:00

Well, I tried to avoid it but it happened.............my 16 year old daughter has gotten her license!!!!

Coming Home...........

2007-08-07T06:41:00.000-07:00

Well, I am home from my trip "back home" to Long Island, NY. I dropped my son, Joey, off with my sister. Joey has decided that he would rather "get his life together" in NY. He is 18 years old, has just graduated high school and I was in no way ready to send him out into the world.........anyway, while in NY I took care of my sister's kids, whom I love dearly, while she and her husband went camping with the rest of my family.........as a mom of older children, I wasn't prepared to care for a 6 year old and a 22 month old......but I did pretty well, I thought.............UNTIL my sister, who I swear has OCD, came home and decided that her house wasn't "clean enough", this after I cleaned her house top to bottom on a daily basis.............words were said that shouldn't have been said, but we got past it FINALLY!!! At least I thought we got past it............then she sent me home with her child's hamster. I don't mind hamsters, they don't bother me, especially when they occupy their own space and not so much mine. On the ride home, oh, did I mention we DROVE?!?!? I had driven something like 16 hours and I was EXHAUSTED, so I let my copilot take over..........my copilot was a sweet 19 year old girl ( a friend of my son) who proceeded to drive, text messages AND play with the radio, when I mentioned how dangerous that was, she stated she was a "pro"........I finally allowed myself to relax and shut my eyes (when it got so late.......it was actually at 3am, she had no one to talk to) for just a little while when I felt something "tickle" my toes, my first instinct was to kick my foot, which caused the "tickle" to turn into a BITE...............AAAAHHHHH, THE HAMSTER!!!!!!!..........I immediately began to FREAK OUT!!!! causing my sleeping 10 year old AND my copilot to laugh hysterically when they realized what was happening. I instructed my copilot to pull over and "GET THAT THING!"......no easy task.......this hamster did not want back in that box. I hopped out of the car, barefoot, on the side of I-75, using the light of my cell phone to locate the hamster. When she finally caught it and put it back in the box, I wasn't taking any chances..............I slipped a pillowcase off one of the pillows, placed the box in the pillowcase and closed it with my hair clips. This Houdini, err Hamster, immediately got out of the box and was now running around the pillowcase trying to find a way out. It was working on it quite laboriously when I decided that I needed to get him in his cage, which my brother in law had taken apart and folded so neatly to allow for more room in the car, I put that cage together pretty quickly for I wasn't about to have that thing loose in my car AGAIN..............getting it into the cage was hard, my 10 year old doesn't like touching the hamster and neither do I, .................we eventually got it in and if you think I was finally able to relax..................NO WAY!!!!.................my copilot proceeded to call and text anyone and everyone about what had just happened, so I stayed awake and watched the road, listened to a 19 year old's drama and yearned for my husband.................thankfully, we made it home in 20.5 hours(without further incident) and I got 45 minutes with my husband before he got up and went to work.....................I'm happy to be home!

The Problems I've Experienced in Florida

2007-08-07T06:15:00.000-07:00

I want to make everyone aware of the problems here in Florida for children
with disabilities. I am a stepparent of a child with profound disabilities.
Almost 4 years ago, my stepson was in foster care after having been removed
from his mother's custody for abuse and neglect. His mother also
"neglected" to notify the state of NY when they removed the child that while
his father did not have contact with the child for almost 10 years (HER
choice - the finest example of parental alienation), he DID pay child
support faithfully AND had a HUGE interest in being a part of the child's
life (yes, he did file petition after petition, but all mom got was a slap
on the wrist and empty threats, while dad was reminded that he was a
"scofflaw" because he had a suspended license due to unpaid traffic
tickets), so this child sat in the foster care system for over a year.
Somehow they were able to find him, not to tell him that his son was in
foster care and give him the opportunity to care for his child, but to
request $1500 a month in child support to keep him there. We immediately
began "the hunt" to retrieve his child............Child Protective Services
gave us a hard way to go. But in the end, his child came home with us. We
continued to live in NY for a little over a year ( we had lived in NY all
our lives) and we decided that in order to better provide for our family, we
needed to find a "more affordable" place to live. While in NY, this child
received medicaid waiver in less than 45 days, went to a therapeutic after
school program every day, had a Saturday respite program, overnight respite
once a month, automatic delivery of diapers, gloves and chux, all his
equipment needs were met without MUCH delay, brand new equipment. I guess
you could say that we had it "good" and in that aspect we did. However, I
worked 3 jobs at one time and my husband worked long hours at one. I didn't
have anytime to spend with my family, let alone "dates" with my husband, as
a result, we were fighting constantly and truthfully on the verge of
divorce. We decided to take our family to Florida, this was not an
uneducated decision, I looked into EVERYTHING, including the available
services for a child like our child. I contacted the local Department of
Children and Families and found out that yes, they did have medicaid waiver
and that yes, they did have services similiar to what we received in NY, I
even received a "provider listing"................the odd thing that I
noticed was that it was all "privatized", no real agencies to provide the
services, but private citizens who gave their "business" a name. I should
have been alerted immediately, but hey, as long as he had access to the
medicaid waiver, than I'd work to find the right providers for him. I
already knew that I wasn't going to be able to find employment similar to
the job I had in NY. I worked as a manager of residential habilitation
programs serving children and adults with developmental disabilities and
with "privatized" services, there wouldn't be a need for the job that I did,
but I always enjoyed being "hands on", I didn't need to be the manager, I
was okay with the idea of becoming a "privatized" provider of residential
habilitation. We moved to Florida in November 2004. Almost immediately, I
should have known that we were going to have problems, of the 5 employers
that offered my husband a job when we returned, none of them were willing to
hire him now that he was here. I also quickly realized that there weren't
ANY services for a child like ours, I called EVERYONE that I could to secure
SOMETHING, I was offered a few hours of respite on a Saturday, which I
jumped on, until that program disappeared, too. We met with our support
coordinator who was brand new and knew NOTHING about medicaid waiver, I
filled out her paperwork for her and told her what waiver was. She soon
disappeared too. Eventually, I was told that we had a wait list of over 5
YEARS for medicaid waiver...........despite filling out a crisis tool. I
had such anxiety and depression; for on one hand, I only needed to work one
job and my husband and I actually began to like each other again, I had more
time to spend with my children and more money in my pocket to do "little
things" with them, but on the other hand, I had a child with profound
disabilities that was no longer receiving ANY services, it wasn't just
medicaid waiver and the services that THEY provided, but health care in the
area where I live is severely lacking, which means that I travel to Tampa
and Miami to go to some of his specialist appointments, Both Tampa and
Miami are over 2 hours away. Schooling isn't any better, the child went
from OT, PT and Speech 2-3 times a week, to one hour a month for OT and PT
and 30 minutes of Speech each week. These services are severely lacking and
I'm told that our child's problems are "medical not educational", they
recommended outside therapy, we've been on the wait list for months. So
there, the level of frustration is high. And now, I read articles like the
one below........it describes the state's solution to a huge problem for the
APD. Less money means less services for the individual already on waiver,
which in turn means that my child will be on the waitlist alot longer than
originally thought. No access to diapers, new equipment (which is
desperately needed), and services. Diapers cost on average $75.00 a month
with shipping, equipment costs thousands of dollars and services are
available if I want to pay out of pocket for them ($8. an hour), This
doesn't include the cost of gas (which is OVER $3. a gallon in SW FL), to
get to and from the medical appointments hundreds of miles away. Never mind
that both my other child and I both see specialists on a regular basis, at
the cost of $45. per visit and our medication costs over $100 a month and
that is WITH insurance. Move, you say? With the amount of money that we
spend on the things I've mentioned (don't even get me started on the cost of
water, in a state SURROUNDED by it), we don't have money to get out of here.
Our new support coordinator's suggestion? Put the child in foster care....................