Last night I broke down after all the kids went to bed, I called my friend and cried to her on the phone, Thanks Adina for being there for me. I felt so overwhelmed yesterday with making a quick decision about the procedure and not J here to talk about it before I said yes and then with the kids soccer camp. Monday when I went to watch them early they were having a water break and some of the language I was hearing was not appropriate but I gathered my kids near me and hoped that they didn't hear anything. Well unfortunately there were water breaks before this point and they had already heard some stuff. Monkey comes home asking what pussy meant. Well there are many meanings to this word and I'm sure it wasn't being used to refer to a kitty cat. I totally forgot about it until last night when GG comes in my room and tells me about a little boy talking about what is f followed by uck? Both my kids were clueless as was Monkey's friend from school. Everything they guessed the boy said no to. Finally he said sound it out to which GG said the word. The little boy says, " You said a swear word." At this point she is crying and saying, "How was I suppose to know?" I reassured her that she isn't in trouble but that she should say that word again. We talked about not saying words we don't know the meaning too because it might be a bad word. I just really needed J here for some parental support. I ended up getting there a little early and talking to the coaches this morning. They were all surprised but when I told them the kid's name they weren't. They talked to the whole group and the water breaks were heavily suprivised today. Oh and the doctor's office called and said I can't do the procedure on Monday at that location because they don't except our insurance there so I have to go Thursday next week at the hospital. So pray for me on Thursday at 11:30 is the procedure!!! Still thankful it isn't in August but when I talked to the nurse today she said they had another cancellation and it was for today...told her yeah I can't do today :)
Today was a good day though after camp we went to a birthday party for a girl at church and then we went to see Adina and her boys, went out to dinner with them and then over to the fire station where her husband works. The kids had a blast and I am so thankful for wonderful friends. Also I wanted to mention that Peanut on Monday started to realize daddy wasn't around and she was looking for him. She has looked for him the past few days too. She sure loves him. And he scheduled a blog post for today that was really sweet. If you are interested in what he wrote click on his link on the sidebar, too lazy to actually link him.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
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Oh, junk, Tonya. S asked me today what the "bad S word" is. Hoping for the best, I said, "Shut up." "No, the other one." g was in the car and she has no monitoring going on, so I told her we would have to talk about it later, but I was soooo sad. On the other hand, I was sooooo grateful that she felt comfortable asking me. You can do this, and a good cry and the prayers of friends will help.
Geesh, Tonya. What a week for you! Good luck on the procedure. I can't imagine not having Patrick around for a decision like that, either. Hang in there.
Swear words don't bother me too much. I have told the kids that if they don't know a word, to come to me and ask. I won't get mad if they ask me, but if they use a word that they don't know, they could get into serious trouble. Evan used to make rhyming songs that I had to ban. You know, lucky, lucky lucky. Ducky, ducky, ducky. And the next one of course didnt' sound great from a 5 year old....
UGH sounds like you could use a ((((HUG))))I'll keep you in my prayers on Thursday.. and ugh ugh ugh about the bad words at soccer.. Sweet Pea my 7 year old went to a birthday party for a little girl turning 7 years old and I guess one of the girls older cousins thought it would be fun to flip the kids off and then someone passed it along to the kids that the middle finger meant the "F word" Sweet Pea came home and said "mom is it true that the middle finger means the F word?" I told her yes and we should never ever do that and then got the info figured out on where she heard such a thing.. UGH UGH UGH.. if that wasn't bad enough the next day while at my grandmas house Sweet Pea thought she would inform my 76 year old grandmother "grandma did you know the middle finger means the F word, hey grandma what is the F word??" UGH UGH UGH..
Glad you have a good friend you can cry to, and glad you got to let it all out- I'm sure that is a good thing.
I'll keep praying about your procedure!
Glad you got the nasty language problem taken care of. I'm not looking forward to incidents like that...
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