Bittersweet

So one week from tomorrow will be Landon's last day at MOKK and our last day living in Mt Olive. We're packing up and heading to Spring Hope next weekend.....next weekend, wow. I'm so happy to be going back home and being so close to family but I am going to miss terribly my "family" here. One of the biggest reservations I have about moving is Landon leaving MOKK and MiMi, Nancy and TeTe. They have truly been second moms to Landon and I feel like they love him like I do. I'm going to miss them terribly and I know he is too. He's a fairly easy going child and he plays well with other kids so I really hope this transition will not be difficult for him. The new daycare he is going to be going to in Spring Hope I'm sure is great. I got the name and recommendation from someone I trust. When we went and looked at it, Landon took real well to the kids and I even left him outside by himself for about twenty minutes while I went inside to look around and do paperwork...he never missed a beat. When I came out he threw up his hand and said "hey mommy." I had to pry him away. I have no doubt that they will take good care of him, just not sure they will take "special" care of him like he gets at MOKK. Oh how I will miss you ladies.
I have met so many wonderful friends here. I'm going to miss my co workers at GWC and Landon's play dates with Ady and our adult play dates with Ady's parents. I have friends in Spring Hope but I've also been away for almost ten years. We aren't the same people as we were in high school and I guess my fear is that I "wont fit in" anymore. Bittersweet feelings all around. Landon is going to love having Nana to spoil him everyday. He talks about Daniel, Shanna and GG daily so he is going to love seeing them a lot more. We are making the right decision, I know we are.
Any reservations I may have had about moving were washed away this week. My grandma found out she has breast cancer on Tuesday. Her surgeon at Duke is very optimistic and said that it was caught very early. She is scheduled for a lumpectomy June 15. I feel like that was God's way of giving me that one last push that it's time to "go home." I'm going to enjoy both of us recovering from our surgeries together. I've always cherished my time with grandma. Looks like both of us are going to be shelling butter beans and peas this summer while everyone else does the hard part of picking them. Oh how I've missed eating fresh veggies out of the garden every day.
Surgery for me is all set for June 1. I go for my pre op appt with Dr Olson and the anesthesiologist next Wednesday and my wonderful friend Becky is joining me for the ride. I can't believe how time has flown by and my surgery is only three weeks away. It makes my stomach churn. Am I making the right decision having this done now, when Landon is so young and won't understand. But will it be any easier next summer when he's more active...No. It will never be easy and I just have to accept that. I'm tired of hurting and not sleeping. I'm tired of my hip popping out of joint when I go to stand up.

So many changes are happening at one time. Only 2 couples have looked at our house and we are having an open house this Sunday and I just pray that someone will like it and we can get rid of it. Having a mortgage off our hands while I'm not working for three months would be wonderful. If you're reading this and know anyone who knows anyone who knows anyone who wants a lovely house in Mount Olive, send them our way.

Until next time.....

D Day

So today is the day that my hip reconstruction surgery has been set in stone....June 1st. I get sick to my stomach just thinking about it. I have developmental hip dysplasia bilaterally but my left hip is worse. I had minor right hip surgery last May to repair a labral tear (that is basically the lining of the hip). Having that repaired help to fix the dysplasia in my right hip. My left hip had never bothered me up until that point, my right hip had been bothering me for several years. I went for my final post op follow up last September and casually mentioned that my left hip had started to "nag" me a bit. X rays were taken and Dr Olson came in and said "you need a periacetabular osteotomy." I need a what...google that folks...not fun! I have a friend who had had this surgery by the same surgeon almost 2 years ago. She has been a wonderful source of information. I'm having surgery at Duke by Dr Steven Olson. I will be hospitalized for approx 5-7 days and will be "out of commission" for 3 months. I have so many mixed emotions about this. I'm tired of hurting every day, not being able to sleep or play with my child as much as I would like to. "Sorry Landon, we have to go inside, mommy's hip hurts." I hate having to say that. I hate the fact that I'm going to have to be away from Landon while I'm in the hospital and that he's not going to understand why he can't jump on me or why I can't hold him. Why don't I wait until he's older? First, my pain has increased significantly in the past 6 weeks, I don't know how much longer I can wait and if I'm waiting for "a good time" there is never going to be one. There will always be a reason not to have it done at a certain time. I get sick to my stomach just thinking about having this done, I've never had a major surgery like this and I'm not too thrilled about having my bone sawed in half and screwed back together. My friend Brenna swears it's all worth it in the end....I hope so! I may have to call in for some Xanax before the time gets here. It's quickly approaching.

My Grandma got called back after a routine mammogram for further images. Normally this would not be so concerning but she has had 2 sisters battle and beat breast cancer. She got the notification today that she has to have a biopsy. This makes me nervous, especially since she hasn't been feeling herself the last few months. Say a little prayer for her as you go to bed tonight and for the nights to come. She is going to call her 99 year old doctor tomorrow and have him get her in a Duke, which is where she needs to be.

Our house is OFFICIALLY on the market. We have a prospect, hopefully she will come through. I would LOVE not to have a mortgage while I'm out of work for 3 months. Say a little prayer for that too.

I've been a bad blogger but life with a 21 month old doesn't leave much room for blogging. Until next time......

Whew....

...What a busy past couple of weeks. Work has been crazy and so has just life in general. I made a big step a couple of weekends ago, I let Landon go off with someone who was not related to him. MiMi, his teacher at school, took him to the Zoo in Asheboro. They left around 730 am and returned late in the afternoon. Joey and I were able to get some cleaning done that day (mainly our junk room aka office). As soon as Landon got out of the car, he started running towards me saying "mommy, mommy, mommy, the elephants, they drink water." He was fascinated with the elephants and penguins. I wish I could have been there for that first trip to the zoo but MiMi took lots of pictures. Even now when you ask him about the zoo, he tells you that MiMi took him to see the elephants and that they were drinking water. Such a smart boy.

We went to Spring Hope this past weekend, Joey had gone fishing with "the boys." I am a baby and refuse to stay by myself, so my mom came and picked us up on Thursday evening and we spent the whole weekend in Spring Hope. I can't wait until we are moved up there, I miss it. I NEVER thought those words would come out of my mouth, I'm choking on them as I eat them. I guess having a kid changes your perspective on things a bit. Who would have thunk it?!?! I am having some pretty major hip surgery in May so we knew we had to move in with my mom just from the support aspect of things. I have a 3 month recovery time and we are going to need all the help we can get with Landon and myself. My dad is going to give my brother and I 31 acres of land so I feel like it just makes sense that we move and have TONS of land for my wild child to play on. I took this past Thursday off and gave the house a good cleaning. Joey is off on spring break this week so he is doing "man chores" this week. I'm hoping we can get our house on the market this weekend. So if anyone knows somebody looking a house in Mount Olive, I've got one for ya.

So I think Landon might be turning a new leaf on sleeping. The past two mornings, I have had to wake him up....that has not happened in several months, since we took the pacy away. It's amazing the things that I get excited about. I just hope it will last and I can actually sleep past 6am on the weekends. When I got home today he smelled like "dirty little boys." This is the first summer where he can actually play and get dirty outside and I can sure tell he plays hard at school. He is even getting a little farmers tan already. HaHa, I love it. I actually felt like I had to scrub him in the tub tonight. No more skipping baths, he actually deserves one now. He's 100% boy for sure.

This has been a bunch of rambling I know, I have lots on my mind and lots of changes about to happen in my life....new house, big surgery, new job....whew.....we'll make it though and what's meant to be will be. Until next time......



P.S How bout them DUKE BLUE DEVILS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

American Honey

He got tired of riding and decided to take Bailey for a ride in the wagon

Landon already picks flowers for his sweet mommy, he's gonna be a heartbreaker for sure.

I was on the way from work this afternoon and Lady A's song American Honey came on, that song just makes me think of spring/summer. I noticed this morning that our bradford pears are starting to bloom. Spring, next to fall is my favorite season. I love the freshness of spring and the vibrant colors of fall. It was such a beautiful day, after Landon ate his supper we went for a walk, or I pulled him in his all terrain wagon with IPOD stuffed in my bra. He loves being outside and on days like today, I can't say that I blame him. I too have something invested in walking, about 20 lbs that I want to come off. 20 months after having Landon I have yet to see my bikini bod. I've accepted the fact that I will probably never see the 90lb days again but I'll be happy with a good medium. Its amazing how hard it is to get the weight off after babies. When you're 4'9", its even harder. I'm really hoping to lose at least 10-15 lbs before the end of May when I have some major hip surgery and will be out of comission for about 3 months. We'll see how that goes. Walking helps to relax Landon and get him ready for bed so it's a win win situtation.

I didn't have a wild bed buddy last night. About 1245 I heard the pidder padder, or shall I say stomps of Landon making his way to our room. He threw George (curious george stuffed animal aka his security blanket) into bed with me and I asked him if he wanted to go sleep in his bed. He grabbed George and made his way back to his room with me following behind. He's so growny when he walks, he swings his left arm like he's going somewhere with a purpose. I stayed in his room for a few minutes until he drifted back to sleep and I went back to the peacefulness of my bed. We did this a couple of times last night before he was up and at em at 545 this am.

Big game tomorrow night....LETS GO DUKE!!!!

Let's give this a try

I've been a blog follower for a long time but never created one of my own because I have never seen my self as a "writer." Who cares if anyone else finds my blog interesting or funny, I'm doing this for myself, to keep track of the changes that happen every day. I wanted to start a blog when I was pregnant with Landon, a pregnancy and 20 months of raising a wild man later, here it goes....

...Landon was 20 months old Saturday, I can't believe how fast he is growing up. He's got a little URI and is wheezing so Sunday night I went in to check on him, heard him wheezing and for comforts sake, put him in the bed with me. Big Mistake!! The past two nights, he has gotten out of his bed, opened his bedroom door and made his way into our bedroom and in between us in bed. Landon is a very bad bed buddy. I was awakened at 530 this am with a kick in the face. I was talking to my mom this morning, we have to stop this habit ASAP. I love having my little man beside me at night but I also am not too keen on the idea of a black eye. I may entertain the idea on the weekends if it gets him to sleep in. He is such an early bird, he sure doesn't get it from me, I guess it comes from his Uncle Daniel. I miss sleeping until 7am (haha), that's sleeping now a days. It's time to go pick up the wild thang from school. I turn over my rights to watch TV to him and The Backyardigans or CMT. I'll leave you with a video of him dancing to "my taylor" Taylor Swift. I'll have to catch him singing to Hillbilly Bone (his all time favorite song). He stops when he catches me with a camera because "i wanna see."

See ya soon.......