Cheese Boo-goo Please

Tanner is my introvert – Ty my extrovert. Tanner is laid back – Ty is into EVERYTHING. Tanner loves fruit – Ty wants chocolate or cupcakes or cookies or candy, or M-Nem’s, or “more” pie. Tanner orders a fish sandwich at McDonald’s. Ty yelled his order at the drive through yesterday. “Cheese Boo-goo…..Coke”! (Now don’t any of you even think about revisiting the coke subject – he gets a bit of sprite once in awhile and he calls that coke but he actually doesn’t know the difference and uses “wa-woo” and “coke” interchangebly for any drink;).

I took him to Walmart with me recently and he spotted McDonald’s. He starts screaming through the store “Fwies!!” “Cheese Boo Goo”!!!! When we sat down with our lunch he would take a few bites and than stand up and clap and say “Yeah!” and then eat more. It was soooo cute! His tummy IS the way to my little man’s heart! He wakes up thinking about food, discusses it during the day and is still talking about it when he goes to bed – he simply loves food. He talks so much that he rarely signs EXCEPT when he wants food he adds the “more” and “please” sign for added emphasis because he wants to make sure that I GET it. He would spell it out for me if he could. Speaking of spelling my little smarty pants knows what letters are. Everytime he see’s letters on something he points and starts saying “DDDDD” or “BBBBB” – whichever letter he can think of. I am continually impressed with his obvious intelligence.

He say’s so many words now that I can’t keep up but here are a few favorites from the week:

“Hungwee” – hungry
“Song” – he played me a song on his little keyboard and then said “song”
“I know”
“Gemes” – Games – meaning X Box (he LOVES to play with a controller and pretend that he is playing X box with daddy and Tanner)
“Pattycake Zoo” = he loves his Miss Pattycake and the Hullaballoo Zoo DVD
“Med sin” = medicine
“Puter” = Computer
“Go go go! Car! Voom Voom”!
“Powder” = Pillow

He even said “Beans” when I picked up a can of beans at the grocery store. How in the world did he know that? Maybe I said it earlier and didn’t know it?

He had his first official speech evaluation last Friday and he amazed even me with how good he did (and I knew he could). The ST thought he could benefit from speech therapy just to strengthen his skills but she admitted that he appears to be advanced in speech not only for his corrected age but get this….ALSO FOR HIS ACTUAL AGE!!!! Yippppppeeeeee!!!

Drumroll necessary for this one… week ago today – when Ty was just barely over 2 years old – HE FINALLY LEARNED TO GET TO A STAND WITHOUT SUPPORT!!!!! We have been waiting and waiting for that! His PT really worked on it over and over last week (and I had been working with him too) and he finally caught on to what he needed to do. To see him get up on his own now you would never know he struggled with it!

I don’t think I mentioned this in an earlier post, but for the first time in 2 years Ty IS OFF ALL MEDICATIONS! We took him off Reglan at the beginning of January! Hopefully he will stay off.

Well I can’t say for certain if the surgery was a success or not but I can say that Ty is doing great. His eyes don’t look nearly as bad as I feared they would and he has been a happy little camper. Not much to say about this at the moment – I just have to watch how he develops and see what those little eyes do:)

Ty can identify by pointing most animals in a book and he also knows most of his body part. He can point to them when you ask AND he can say them and show you. These include: Hands, Feet, Head, Belly, Mouth (mouf:), Teeth (teef), Hair (Aunt Beck – he say’s it like Jenna did), Eyes, Nose, Ears.

He is doing sooooo goood!!!! Thank you Jesus for these precious miracles.

I Can Always Worry…

…tomorrow! LOL! My dad said this in a sermon on Sunday and I loved it. I have been saying this all day. My father and I both have the same “worry” disease but now that he is in his 50’s, he has travelled much farther down this path and has learned valuable lessons along the way. I am gaining from his wise council:). When he was a teenager he worried so much he got ulcers (incidentally – I did too). I have watched him transition into a man dependant on Mylanta to a man who doesn’t seem to worry about much at all. A few times I have had news to give him regarding various situations and MY stomach hurt to even talk about the stress. He has shocked me with his “Well – let’s not be concerned let’s just see what God wants to surprise us with”. He truly is practicing what he preaches in this arena and I hope that I can embrace this wisdom in my 30’s:).

In his sermon he mentioned his past anxiety issues and how he finally decided that : “I can always worry tommorrow. If God fails tomorrow, I’ll go ahead and start worrying but I would just prefer to sleep well tonight.” God doesn’t fail us so this worrying business just gets less and less attractive:)

I have been teaching on the 12 historical era’s of the bible. (Creation, Patriarchs, Exodus, Conquest, Judges, Kingdoms, Exile, Return, Silence, Gospels, Church, Missions). During the Patriarch portion we were discussing Abraham (also part of my BSF study) and I spent quite a bit of time thinking about the subject of anxiety verses faith. I want to be a woman that simply can let God be God and stop wasting my energy worrying about things that are in His realm – not mine. The good news is…it’s working! I have had almost 2 full weeks of very little worrying! Yeah!!!

What is it that had my mine absorbed? Ty’s surgery and selling our house. Ty’s surgery went well and he is doing great – more on that in his post. The house subject is one that I will tackle next:). Again, if I were you I would skip this section. I am only writing this because I believe that on our faith journeys we need to keep record of God markers:). When I see God move, I like to have a written record because later when I start feeling anxious I can read about all the times he didn’t fail me in the past;).

So here is the house story:

For quite sometime several family members have been trying to convince me that we have outgrown our home. Our home is on the smallish side and because I want 2 to 3 more kids and I want to homeschool, it would be really nice to have more room. HOWEVER, prices in Phoenix are ridiculous. We bought our home 5 years ago and we are selling it for double what we bought it for. The bad news is, the house we want is now overpriced too but at least we can put hopefully 20% down and not pay mortgage insurance. Plus, at this moment we qualify for 5.75% interest on a 30 year so that should help.

Each time this conversation came up with family I said that I was content (and I was/am) and even though I would like a larger home, I didn’t feel the pressure to sell right now.

Two weeks ago my husbands aunt (who is a realator) was working an open house in our area (the neighborhood just south of ours). She asked me to come visit her and bring the boy’s by. My mom and I were running around all day but we made time for this quick trip. When we walked into the house to say hi to Aunt Joan, my mom said “Doni! This house looks like you!” I agreed! This house was built by the same builder that built ours so the architecture is similar. It is simply the “step up” model. It is almost 700 square foot larger than ours and that extra sq footage makes all the difference.

Within a week BEFORE seeing this house Jim and I had a conversation about “someday” when we bought another house. I had a mental list of what my “must have’s” were for the next house I bought. Here was what I told Jim: (a) Must have Family Room AND Living Room/Formal Dining (b) Need a bigger kitchen with an island and room for more storage space (c) need a linen closet (d) Bigger Master Bedroom (e) Bigger Master Bath (f) Bigger Master Closet. This house met my list perfectly! I walked in and thought “This is exactly what I would love to have”.

My mom and Jodi had both been talking to me about buying a new house but I dismissed their comments:). When I called Aunt Beck to tell her about my find she said “That is so weird! I couldn’t sleep last night so I started praying that God would gift you with a house with more space!” This is especially ironic because Aunt Beck knew that I had NOT been praying for this – it seems that the other woman of my family were petitioning on my behalf.

For these reasons, since my family members were praying about it and I stumbled upon it without looking for it, I have had to ask myself “Did God WANT me to want this house?”

I don’t know the answer to that but I decided it was worth it to pursue it and see (and obviously Jim agreed). We made an offer on it but we have a contingency that lasts only until Feb 22nd. That means we would need to sell our house before then under this contract. Our house went on the market TODAY. Last week was crazy with all the cleaning I had to get done (plus Ty’s surgery…sigh) but I got everything done I wanted to. Funny that your house never looks better than when you are trying to sell it:) LOL.

Anyhow, I’ll keep you updated on our “God tracking”….does He want the Brinkman household to relocate 1 mile down the road or does He want us to stay here. Did He show us the house for His purpose because he wants us to have it, or He wants us to be open to moving or was it simply one of life’s ironies? We shall see.

One thing that was cool was that one of the things we requested in our offer was accepted and we later found out that the night before our offer was made the sellar had changed the profile to reflect what we were asking for (and we didn’t know it:). So far things are going along smoothly – now we just wait and see if it sells. Our backyard is still not landscaped and there has been a LOT of debate about what to do about that when we had to list it so quick. I am getting a bid on it tomorrow so I know what the cost would be to get it done. I am rambling now so I’ll quit this dialogue.

And by the way, I slept great last night because I told myself that I could always worry tomorrow! LOL.

Spittin’ Mad

…that’s how he woke up! When the nurse came out to get us after surgery she said “you got a real screamer!”. He was (as predicted) inconsolable. He has such a hard time with anesthesia. The anesthesiologist suggested that Ty’s brain hemorrhages may have made him neuro sensitive thus a worse reaction to anesthesia recovery than other kids. He got so agitated that Jim had to hold him because he was hard for me to restrain. Kickin’, SPITTIN’, and arching his little back – and crying blood (literally). They finally had to move us into a private, dark, quiet room to help calm him. The nurse got permission to drug him with demerol but I said “no thanks”. The last time this happened, they drugged him with narcotics which made it way WORSE and then we had to force him into withdrawal. Didn’t want a repeat of THAT so I opted to wait it out. She agreed that a minor percentage of kids do have an escalation in irritability after narcotics so she was quick to hear me out on that one.

He then fell asleep with daddy and he hasn’t wanted daddy out of his site all day. It took him several hours to get acclimated but he is doing MUCH better now. He is starving and wants to eat eat eat (which I take as a good sign). He is still pretty fussy but not quite as bad as I anticipated. The eyes look really good right now but they told me the blood wouldn’t travel for a couple of day’s so we’ll see how he looks Friday. He does seem a bit off balance right now and he is real blinky. I can’t tell how much he is seeing and he is very parent dependant but fairing better than I expected actually. Thank you for your many prayers. We are so thankful to have such a support group!

Fetal Pain and Abortion

As you may be aware, many groups in the nation are trying to create legislation that will allow for anethesia to be used for the preborn during abortions (applies to certain age range). Sounds horrific that we would even have to suggest this? Why is it even coming up? For one reason, in times past the medical community tried to deny that preborn babies felt pain at all – that would humanize them a litte too much for the abortion industry. For another reason, with the number of preterm children surviving – it is becoming pretty obvious that they ARE in deed in pain prior to the third trimester – (ask me how I know this!!!)

I read something today that caught my attention on this subject.

345) Between weeks 20 and 30, an unborn child has more pain receptors per square inch than at any other time, before or after birth, with only a very thin layer of skin for protection. (2004, January 15). Expert Report of Kanwaljeet S. Anand. Northern District of the U.S. District Court in California. Available: National Right to Life Committee.

Wow! That report was written two days before Ty was born at 25 weeks. That made my heart break to realize that if this information is accurate, Ty was born in the window that would have INCREASED his pain. I knew he was in pain after he was born (and so did the Dr.s who put him on phenylbarbitol and adavan to keep him calm. We couldn’t even stroke his skin because it was too painful to be touched at first).

This is just heavy on my heart tonight preparing for tomorrow’s surgery. He has come so far and this surgery is not earth shaking but still….I am a mamma like any other and I HATE that I know my baby is going to hurt tomorrow and I think he has hurt way too much already. Recently he recognized the RN that came to our house to give him his RSV shot (which is a more painful shot by the way) and he instantly said “Shot!” and then “Hurt!”. I didn’t know he even knew the word “shot” but he said it clear as day. He doesn’t favor Dr.s offices and hospitals and I dread him being scared tomorrow. I wish I could go through it for him.