tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5718697383829294102024-03-14T01:46:38.220-07:00just plain jennjenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.comBlogger295125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-30601525621905514042019-01-16T20:40:00.003-08:002019-01-16T20:50:08.664-08:00Updates! (finally)Oh my goodness, I am terrible blogger. I really thought I had updated this in December but... I guess I didn't? December was a pretty yucky chemo month for me as I finished up AC chemo doses 3 and 4. So I wasn't very energetic to do anything besides work part time and be present with my family. Then you add in the holidays and essentially December was a month of ... chaos mixed with nausea mixed with sleeping?<br />
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So now halfway into January I am all finished with the AC chemo. 4 doses over 8 weeks. Wahoo! It was a rough go-round for me with the side effects, especially nausea. And somehow I also managed to catch a virus from my children (surprise surprise), which held me down for a few solid weeks with a minor fever and the usual sore throat/cough/sneeze/snot routine. It is finally (4 weeks later) reduced to minor sniffles that I imagine I'll keep with me until spring allergy season :) I am thankful to be on the mend from the virus, even if the snot is annoying.<br />
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In and around all the medical appointments, we were able to celebrate Christmas with our families! Not hosting was a new and different experience for us as we typically love to host Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years, and any and all holidays. I was so thankful that others hosted those events and let me be a relaxed guest in their homes :) I found that I did sort of miss planning a menu and cooking and serving and sharing our home with other folks, so I'm optimistic we'll be up to that next year. Here's a few holiday photos (totally non-edited with terrible lighting).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Forest had the sweetest ukulele, song, and poetry concert at Mountain Springs.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Johnny was the concert photographer.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Santa brought the boys a large stack of games this year :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">What do my eyes behold - two children playing nicely together? A Christmas miracle!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cozy at my mamma's for Christmas</td></tr>
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We also survived Steve's fire academy! He officially graduated from academy on December 21st over in Marysville. We were joined by many of Steve's family and friends to celebrate over there, which was so encouraging. Steve was chosen by his class to be the keynote class speaker and did a great job speaking to the crowd. After that were a few more weeks of Steve being gone during the week for department specific training, but Steve is now on his "normal" schedule and rotation, and is home for larger chunks of time, wahoo!<br />
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Last Friday I started a new chemo - Taxol. This one I'll be getting weekly for 12 weeks - so 1 down, 11 to go. Since it's weekly, mentally, I think it will just go a little faster. At least I hope so! So far, the side effects have been slightly different. I still have the tired/weariness, I am still struggling with insomnia, and I think I have carry-over hand rash from the AC with ITCHY SWOLLEN FINGER SAUSAGES... But I do NOT have nausea. I feel like a whole new woman. I can deal with tired and needing more sleep - most parents function on that for a solid 18-20 years anyway, right? But I had really struggled with the nausea, so I am pleased as punch to know I might feel a little more normal from here on out.<br />
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I can never end a post without saying how grateful I am to my support group of friends and family that are getting us through this. From meals brought by so many wonderful folks (too many to even name here but I love you all so much!!), to care packages filled with books to read (thanks Marianne!) or supplies to keep nausea at bay (Aunt Pam!), or gift baskets with activities for both me and the kids (Traci & Friends! City of Wenatchee friends! Perteet! Deanna!), and hats, scarves, cozy jammies & socks keeping me cozy, to cards (Aunt Chris I cherish each one! and Cathy M I laugh at yours!) and emails (Theresa I keep meaning to reply - yours are the BEST and so helpful to me!), phone calls (Joanna! TARA! Shannon!) to friends driving John to/from daycare (Michelle! Katie! Erin!), dear friends helping with bedtime and getting ready for school when I'm too tired (Jaimi! Jenny! Christie! Angie! Julie! Anne! Lois!), friends taking me to chemo (Katie! Molly! Jaimi!) and neighbors plowing our driveway and taking out my garbage when I forget (Haakon and Craig!)… and that's just the physical support - I'm also surrounded by words of encouragement and affirmation, and daily prayer for my health and my family. It's mind-blowing and I'm so grateful. <br />
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It's really all just further proof to me that my God is bigger than my troubles, and we are absolutely meant to live in community with one another. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">PVNT Rockin' Relay Race! I loved watching Olaf's cape fly.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Forest's cape was flying too as he and coach Angie took off!</td></tr>
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<br />jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-48487920396071854932018-11-23T08:50:00.000-08:002018-11-29T20:41:22.076-08:001 of 16<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">On week ago Friday I got my first dose of AC (Adriamycin/Cytotoxin) chemotherapy at the infusion center in Wenatchee. The experience itself wasn't too bad. Steven drove me so we got some nice time together. Arrived at 0825, labs at 0830. It was the first time they access my port in my chest, so I didn't have any idea what that would be like. Since I still pretty much have no feeling in my chest, the big old needle connecting to my port didn't hurt at all, so that was a bonus. After labs, we waited to see my oncologist. When we chatted with Dr. J, she said all my lab/blood work looked good, and I was ready to go. (I mean we talked more than that but this is the cliffs notes version because I'm super tired right now).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Back to the infusion room for a whole bunch of stuff through my port. Including two big old red syringes of "red death" aka Adriamycin. They made my mouth taste weird. Somehow whenever I have an IV, I taste it, at least initially. Kinda gross. Anyway... infusion bonuses: Wifi worked and I was able to watch TV for a few hours, it was interesting to learn the process, and I napped a little bit, I resisted eating all the bad for me cookies that I wanted, Steve's ex-coworker's wife was there too (hi Tina!) so I got to meet them and Steve got to speak his love language of diesel engine's to a friend for a while.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Anyway, it went well and I was home recovering this week. I don't feel good. But I don't feel terrible... sort of like a hangover that won't go away, and somehow I could sleep for hours and hours and hours? And my bones hurt from the Neulasta, which is helping my marrow go into overdrive production of white blood cells. I think the only reason I don't feel 100% horrible is because Steve has been regulating my meds to help me with the nausea, among other things (you know like ummmm bowel issues). Thanks hubs :) Yesterday on Thanksgiving I actually felt pretty good. We took a family walk in the snow, and I had the energy to re-arrange under my bathroom sink with a bunch of fun new soap product gifts I've received (thanks friends!). Following a nap, we had a nice dinner next door at the Saugens with my momma too. Low key, but just right :) Unfortunately I'm paying for my "active" day today by waking up tired, nauseous and with a headache... Time for a nap I guess.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">If I'm being honest, I've also been a bit emotional and bummed. I'm so so so grateful for all your support, but man I just keep wishing no one had to alter their lives on my account. I am just hopeful to pass along some of this amazing support I have to someone else in need someday. And for now I will just keep doing this day to day to day, knowing that the joyful moments will keep on coming if I look for them! Even if sometimes they only show up in hindsight, I know they are there, thanks be to God.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;">Three times I begged the Lord to make this suffering go away. But He replied, "My gift of undeserved grace is all you need. My power is strongest when you are weak." So if Christ keeps giving me his power, I will gladly brag about how weak I am. Yes, I am glad to be weak or insulted or mistreated or to have troubles and sufferings, if it is for Christ. Because when I am weak, I am strong.</span></div>
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jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-22812320562681641352018-11-11T15:31:00.005-08:002018-11-11T15:31:47.599-08:00attitudes lately and chemo plansI am often struck by things I want to write about at inconvenient times - when I'm driving, while at work, when cooking dinner, while in Church, while about to fall asleep... Recently I've composed posts in my head that I would have called "Rejoicing" and "Mourning" and "Chemo Plans" and "Moving Forward" but none of them made it out of my head on to the blog. But now you have the gist of where my head and heart have been the last few weeks.<br />
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The thing I've been most scared of through this whole process is the <i>great unknown</i>. I have spent my entire life and career being prepared for the future. Recognizing that I can't control everything and it's too exhausting to try, I've still built in programs into how I work to ensure that deliverables are completed and projects carry on if I have to take some time off (vacations, maternity leave etc). I've planned home life to ensure that kids can do their sports, legos, playdates etc that I can get help with rides, but I'm there at the end of every activities to ensure that dinner is eaten, showers are taken, and snuggles are obtained all around. Surgery recovery has already shown me that I can't begin to expect how to plan for this whole cancer scenario and it is really hard for me, mentally... I thought for sure I'd be ready to go two weeks after surgery, back to work 100%, but I'm not quire up to par three weeks out. Sigh. SO HOW DO I PLAN FOR CHEMO?? I can't. It's the worst. So I just have to trust God that it will all work out in the day-to-day. In the meantime here are some current highs and lows and in-betweens:<br />
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Sometime during the surgery, it sounds like my long thoracic nerve got stretched (hopefully not cut). As a result, my back muscles are not working correctly and my scapula is "winging" when I try to lift up my right arm. Since the back muscle isn't engaging, if I lift my arm my neck muscles are the ones doing the work, so I'm trying to avoid that. My OT and I are hoping that the nerve will repair itself, but for now I'm on a "no lifting" with my right arm plan. Pain in the butt for a right armed person, you know? I'm thankful for my OT in Wenatchee. She has also been helping me learn massage techniques for lymphatic drainage of my right arm. Since I am terrified of lymphedema, I like having these tools in my kit so that if it shows up, I can start treatment immediately. She's also been very encouraging with the nerve stuff - and thinks that it's slowly improving, so I'm going with that. On the positive side, my left arm is a champ, has full range of mobility, and only very minor swelling and pain. <br />
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I had a pretty down day yesterday. I have been more joyful that not in these past few weeks so I guess it's natural to switch and have some time where I was mourning "Jennifer before cancer". It was a GORGEOUS day in Plain, and I was home alone in the house, again... All the things I really wanted to do around the house to prep for winter (gardening/raking/prep kid snow clothes, organize outdoor gear) include using a right arm, so those were out. My sister was in town but I hadn't seen her yet, and my glance at Instagram told me that everyone I knew was out enjoying the beautiful weather and that life was good. I think I let Satan get in my head and it was making me miserable. So I put on my running shoes and laced them up, added a fleece, plugged in some praise music, and took the dogs for a walk up to the ditch. I cried a little and hummed along to the music a little, and pet the dogs while they trotted beside me. Thankfully, by the time I got to the trail back down to the road, I was praising God for the goodness around me and though I felt physically lonely, I was reminded that I wasn't alone. And by then Kirsten had gotten to my house, and Steve and the boys were on their way home. Sometimes a little fresh air in the lungs and blue sky in the air reminds me of the many, many blessings I have just by living here in Plain.<br />
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Chemotherapy will start for me on Friday the 16th. I will start with 4 infusions of AC (adriamycin/cytotoxin). Infusions will take place every two weeks. Following AC, I will have 12 weekly infusions of Taxol. In combo with all this I get to have Aloxi (prevents nausea), Emend and Dexamethone (to prevent nausea), and Neulasta (to stimulate white blood cell production). They also send you home with two other nausea medicines and Lorazepam for nausea or anxiety. Gross - all that unnatural stuff in my system. I am going to try to manage some of the symptoms with more homeopathic remedies including short term fasting before and after chemo infusions, essential oils application, CBD oils, and whatever else I need to keep a smile on my face. I'm going to attempt working 16-20 hours a week during this time too - WISH ME LUCK! Like I said earlier, the unknown is hard for me, so I've made very tentative plans and hope I can exceed my own expectations for staying healthy. <br />
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I leave you with a few photos - those I can take from my easy chair :) I have some good pictures of what my chest scars looks like but I am not quite sure if it's appropriate for this audience... since I'm honestly not sure who this audience is, ha! They are healing up and hopefully I can handle looking at them up until my reconstruction which is likely about 18+ months out.<br />
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Thanks for your encouragement and prayers - they are keeping me mostly joyful throughout this crazy unexpected and long process. God is good, all the time, and this is no exception.<br />
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<br />jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-36623422001730197722018-10-28T10:43:00.001-07:002018-10-28T10:48:48.649-07:00Recovery<span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Well I promised some photos and wanted to update on my recovery this past week. Everyone who comes over to visit tells me that I'm looking really good and physically recovering very well. Having never had surgery before, I will take their word for it, because I do NOT like sitting here being waited on hand and foot. I transfer from my bed to the blue chair, back and forth, back and forth... Quite humbling to one who is used to being independent and the caretaker. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">I've regained quite a bit of mobility in me left arm. My right arm is still in quite a bit of pain when I reach very far, due to the axillary dissection of lymph nodes on that side. I visited an OT who specialized in the lymph system last week and she gave me some massage techniques for lymph fluid buildup, but I think since then I'm experiencing some "cording" or <a href="https://www.breastcancer.org/treatment/side_effects/aws" target="_blank">axillary web syndrome</a>. Luckily I see my surgeon on Tuesday for post-op, and the OT again on Friday, AND it usually resolves within a few months if I work to break up scar tissue. What a pain the arm. ;) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">Surgical wounds are looking good, healing up, no signs of infection anywhere. I still have three Jackson-Pratt drains in my body, one on the left side and two on the right. So weird to see the little tubes coming out of my skin, held in with these big old black stiches in my stretched taunt... they are a pain to work around and I can't sleep on my side or stomach due to them, so I am looking forward to their removal (hopefully) on Tuesday. Being that the drains on the inside run the entire length of (the place formerly known as the) breast on each side, I'm sure it will be a weird experience to have them pulled out, and I'm hoping I don't puke as many women report happening. Will keep you all posted. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial";">As always, thanks for the encouragement from all! I'm having some down days, but am remaining positive as best I can. I know it's only been a week, so I am trying to be patient, but I don't like this! I can only imagine what it's like to live with chronic pain... you all who deal with that are warriors. I've been listening to daily "<a href="https://www.pray-as-you-go.org/home/" target="_blank">Pray as You Go</a>" podcasts to help keep me centered and grounded.</span><br />
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</span>jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-40588455710928796952018-10-20T04:19:00.002-07:002018-10-20T04:19:45.255-07:00Boob Voyage, Thanks for the Mammeries!Surgery went well yesterday. My doc said she was able to remove all necessary known cancer, and it all headed off to pathology to confirm how many lymph nodes were effected. I spent most of the day in and out of sleep afterwards, as the meds made me quite woozy. I’ve got these super annoying drains sticking out of my chest bandages that I get to wear for another week. Better than fluid buildup and infection at removal sites though. I’m pretty sore, but not in super big pain, as I have some pain meds onboard for a few days. I am strangely excited to see the scars I get to rock until reconstruction time. <div>
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My friends and family are great, and I had lots of visitors stop in to say hello yesterday :) I wasn’t the best company and I think I fell asleep during a few of the visits (oops) but how nice to be thought of. Christie even drove all the way down just so Forest and Olaf could see me! And thanks to my sisters and to Charlotte, I got to eat some delicious McGlinns and Thai Restaurant food and skip the hospital meal (though I admit the meatloaf was pretty good as I tried a few bites). Steve was here with the whole time. I’m so grateful for him. I think Steve has some good photos so I’ll post those eventually when I’m back home :). </div>
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Been having a lot of thoughts and "feeling all the feels" these last few weeks.<br />
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I have been receiving a lot of questions on whether I have/will go to Seattle for a second opinion on my treatment plan. Which while I recognize is what a lot of folks do, wasn't something I really thought I needed, or needed. We had decided after our first two meetings with the surgeon that we were comfortable in Wenatchee. After discussion with Steve a few weeks ago, we still had a few questions regarding axillary dissection of the lymph nodes which we weren't sure that we'd gotten on the information we needed (mostly because I am terrified of lymphedema...) and we thought we might go to UW medical after all. However, after a week of doing research on our own, talking to other BC survivors and patients, and then having another frank discussion with my surgeon in Wenatchee, I have definitively decided to proceed as we had already decided. I really do like this surgeon. I really like staying close to home. And I feel like based on my particular set of circumstances, the surgery planned is really the best option. People all over the breast cancer support groups I'm finding always say to one another "go with your gut", so I am! And it feels pretty good. I mean as good as you can when you are approaching surgery and a year of life lived differently :)<br />
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Monday morning I'll meet Kendra and Kirsten (sisters) in Seattle to visit with the plastic surgeon who will tentatively perform my reconstruction, if/when I have it. There are SO MANY options and SO MANY outcomes, it's mostly just a meeting to see how comfortable I am with him and whether he can appropriately answer my questions going forward. Because I have a lot of them. And as an added bonus, I get to have lunch with the sisters on capitol hill - I am looking forward to that!<br />
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In the last few weeks I have been overcome with gratitude for the wide circle of friends our lives. We've been blessed with hugs, dinners, meal-train setup, kid help rotation, Schocolate (mmm), words of affirmation, prayer, texts/emails/phone calls/messages, and sincere and hilarious cards in the mail. I can literally physically feel my gratitude sometimes - it sits the same place that anxiety sometimes does, except it's a welcome feeling, and one that makes me weepy. I'm so thankful for all our people.<br />
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<li>October 19th (two weeks from today): Bilateral mastectomy and right side axillary dissection. 2-4 weeks of recovery time including PT.</li>
<li>November(ish): Likely start of chemotherapy. (99% chance anyway). Likely 5 months or so, depending on the particular drugs recommended by my team?</li>
<li>Next spring: Radiation on my right side in the axilla area where the lymph nodes used to be.</li>
<li>Followed by: Maybe reconstruction? I don't know. I can't think that far in advance right now. But I meet with a plastic surgeon next week to at least discuss my options. </li>
<li>Followed by: Hormone therapy. A positive aspect of my cancer being positive for estrogen and progesterone receptors is that doctors have figured out how to control hormones a bit, which can reduce the likelihood of my hormones feeding anything nasty in the future. Of course it sounds like they come with a whole host of stupid side effects too... so I'll be researching that in the coming months as well. </li>
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I know so many of you want to help out - THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. Jaimi and Steve and I are going to sit down this weekend to hopefully map out what type of help I/we need. Honestly, I don't even know what I need, having never been in this situation of really needing help before. But we'll get the word out through Jaimi and Jenny and Molly and whoever else once I know. I am blessed by all you taking the time to read this, pray for our family, and provide your emotional support already.<br />
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Oh, and I forgot to say - MRI didn't show anything nasty in areas they didn't already know about, yay! I think I still get a CAT or a PET scan to double check but so far it looks like it hasn't spread further.jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-72831264194967586262018-09-26T21:14:00.002-07:002018-09-26T21:14:34.441-07:00MRI<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Had an MRI today! Well it was certainly a new experience, one that I'll not likely ever really enjoy having. I'm not super claustrophobic, and I'm not afraid of loud noises, but it's certainly not comfortable to lay on your stomach with your whole chest supported only by your sternum for a half hour, while listening to what sounds (to me) like the warning signals if a nuclear invasion is about to happen, or your space shuttle is trying to lock down, and you need to run as fast as you can before they seal off the entry doors.... or something loud like that :) Lucky me I also got a needle and IV which I hear will be a very common occurrence in the next several months. Apparently I have great veins... ;) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br />jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-12947945318011425752018-09-23T11:08:00.001-07:002018-09-23T11:08:31.989-07:00That post where I start sharing information about breast cancerWell, found out 7 days ago that the little lump I found in my right breast has turned out be part of larger bunch of overachieving cells called invasive ductile carcinoma, AKA breast cancer. I am still in a bit of shock because what the heck? Seriously? I don't have time for this!! No really, I don't have time and am still trying to figure out how it will effect all areas of our lives.<br />
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I've already learned more about cancer in the last week than I ever knew, even though I've had family members and friends go through it in the past. I'm debating how much I want to share here on this good old lapsed blog of mine, but it's nice to have a place to send folks to for updates, instead of repeating them over and over, so here it is :) I am not usually much of an open book - more of an "I will deal with this all myself thank you" sort of person, but I'll do my best to share here.<br />
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So here's what I know so far:<br />
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<li>There are 2 (maybe 3) small tumors in my right breast (only two were biopsied), and one axillary lymph node that are currently known as cancerous. I'll need further scans (MRI and PET or CAT scan) to determine if it's gone any farther. As long as it has stayed within my breast and lymph nodes it's considered curable, yay! MRI is scheduled for next Wednesday in Wenatchee.</li>
<li>I have met with an oncologist, surgeon, and radiologist in Wenatchee and so far am comfortable with the proposed treatment team. However I don't yet know what treatment will be since I don't have the scans back. </li>
<li>Both breast tumors are estrogen and progesterone receptor positive and HER2 negative. Which (in my understanding) essentially means that my own body's hormones are what is feeding the cancer cells. Gee thanks, body. But this is apparently a really good thing, because it's easier to treat since doctors know how to control hormones pretty well these days.</li>
<li>Cancer cells are grade 3, which is the most active. Being fed well apparently.</li>
<li>Both tumors are small, less than 1cm, which is also good! On a scale of 1-4 they are both T1, the smallest.</li>
<li>Because a lymph node is affected it will likely mean I need a axillary lymph node dissection where they remove them all under my right arm. Although I am still learning about this part.</li>
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I'm definitely open to talking about it, seeing folks, emailing, phone calls, texting etc, but I'm super busy and am not great at getting back to folks in a timely manner. So please don't feel ignored if I don't get back to you. Also, I have already found that my anxiety goes up every time that some tells me they have a suggestion for me, based on their experience with a family member with cancer. I do like hearing people's personal experiences and how they came to their treatment plans etc, but I absolutely will shut down if I feel like I'm being told what I should do, or strongly suggested, even if it's just recommendations on second opinions or where the best doctors are. And I do know those suggestions come from a place of caring and love. It's just such a personal and scary thing already to decide on a treatment plan that I and my family are comfortable with, and I just can't also feel like I have to justify to other people why I am making my decisions. (it's the people pleaser in me)</div>
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I am thankful already for the support, flowers, encouraging cards (there's a spot in my binder for those too!), prayers especially, and offers of help. My community of family and friends are FREAKING AMAZING. I love my wide circle. After putting this out on our Church's prayer chain, I noticed that my major anxiety went nearly away, praise be to God! (I do have a backup prescription for heavy anti-anxiety meds just in case though.) Once I know better the "plan", Jaimi is going to help me get volunteers in the right places at right times.</div>
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<br />jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-86498327376414191802016-01-03T14:42:00.000-08:002016-01-03T14:42:31.610-08:002015Well, after the crappy year that 2014 was... I had high hopes for 2015 to be a lot better. I mean, it's not hard to top a year where I was pregnant during a long hot summer, our marriage had a few rocky bumps to work through, and my dear dad passed away... but still, I guess after a year like that you just aren't sure. Luckily it came through! <br />
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2015 was another year of change. It was gol-darned BUSY. Other parents tell me that this busy-ness only gets worse as kids get older... I guess we'll have to see. <br />
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One of the biggest changes was that in June, we moved in with my mama, just across the river in Plain. We had the opportunity to rent our River Rd house to some wonderful relatives that were needing a rental for about a year and a half while they build a house. The rental market in Plain is hard, so we offered them our home for this time. And my mom was gracious enough to allow our brood of 5 to move into her home. So... we are a little tightly packed, and it's definitely chaos at times, but we are enjoying this extra time with Grammy. <br />
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Moving off the River Road property has been okay, but a little hard for me. Right when we moved out, Dave and Christie moved back, and Jenny and Haakon moved into their house, so now they are all out there and we are over here... It's forced our family to spend more dedicated time with one another, but I miss the camaraderie of being all together out there. But, I keep telling myself it's only temporary and we'll be back in our home before we know it.<br />
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Updates on the kiddos -- Olaf is enjoying second grade. He's a complete Lego MANIAC, and is quickly becoming an expert in Minecraft on the iPad. He's happy that ski season has started up and is exploring more of Stevens Pass every time he goes! Though Forest could have gone to Kindergarten this year, we decided to hold off a year so he wouldn't be the absolute youngest in his class. (well there were many reasons but that was one of them). It's been a great decision as he's been doing well at his second year of preschool - this year he is actually excited to learn since he's better at sitting still and concentrating. I think he definitely needed this extra year before kindergarten. He's also enjoying skiing, and was finally able to lose the "leashes" and go down by himself on daisy. I'm proud that he got over his fear of momma letting go! John is 15 months now, and starting to turn on the personality. He has the most hilarious laugh when he thinks he is doing something funny. He is a CLIMBER. Stairs, ladders, tables, countertops, mom... Such a sweet addition to our family. Even when he is throwing a tantrum face down on the floor because he didn't get what he wanted... it's hilariously adorable.<br />
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We've been enjoying a wonderful year of snow in Plain... as the pictures below will show. <br />
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<br />jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-12450619627431872132015-09-20T22:20:00.001-07:002015-09-20T22:20:36.365-07:00Snippets of LifeI really am committed to doing better at posting these photos and stories. I realized this morning as I let the boys peruse my past posts what a treasure this blog is! They both LOVED seeing their baby photos, toddler photos, and current photos. Since they don't have baby books, this will be their baby books I guess! <br />
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Speaking of baby books, John started WALKING last weekend during the Seahawks game :) He was probably trying to pull our attention off the screen, and it totally worked! He's (obviously) quite wobbly, and much better barefoot than with shoes, but his little Frankenstein walk is adorable. I can't seem to catch it on video... since it's only like 5 steps at a time, but I will eventually!<br />
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A few weekends ago we were able to borrow a friend's VW van which they have all set up for camping... it was fun. First thing - we drove it over Rainy Pass for a nice Sunday drive! Then we camped by the river and explored a bit. Here's a few photos from that adventure :)<br />
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Yesterday after Olaf's soccer game we hit up the Wenatchee River Salmon Festival. The highlight of the festival was "Reptile Man" on the main stage, but we enjoyed a few other "fishy" activities as well :)<br />
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First time being 11 months old. <br />
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He's standing, climbing, and tentatively taking steps with our hands. <br />
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And.... first time in a LONG time, breaking away for a trail run with Jaimi Joelle!!<br />
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<br />jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-48257230993810439632015-08-22T06:22:00.005-07:002015-08-22T06:22:40.064-07:00John BI mentioned it earlier, but this little buddy is such a joy to our family. The only time he seems to be upset is when he is hungry or tired, both of which are easily solved. Or... has a tummy or toothache at night... which aren't easily solved, but moms don't sleep, right?<br />
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<br />jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-16051649466761021662015-08-22T06:15:00.000-07:002015-08-22T06:15:14.357-07:00Summertime Fun Photo DumpThe calendar just switched over to August. Johnny is now 10 months old, and Forest is about to turn 5! This is crazy, just crazy. Early in June Johnny started scooting/crawling along (~8 mos) and now he's a little speed demon on four limbs. I think he's actually pretty close to walking! A few weeks he started taking steps if you hold both his hands, and he stands on his own quite often. He is seriously such a little joy! He now says "Dadadada" for Steve and "Mamamama" for me... Daddy was the first word, little stinker.<br />
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In June school ended for Olaf. He ended the year with a great field trip with his school to Orcas Island, a school play, and then a family trip to a Mariners game! Wow it was packed. THEN my birthday, and his birthday... Oh, then Family Camp at Tall Timber. Oh, then we moved to my mom's house. Yeah... all in about 20 days or so!<br />
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July wasn't so crazy. Play dates for the boys, water play, softball for me, and lots of work for both Steve and I.<br />
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And now, a giant photo dump... I may have to do this in a few posts.<br />
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These are all from Olaf's birthday party - it was a big one! He was lucky enough to have most of his cousins, and four of his best friends from school there with him. We played, had a treasure hunt (hershey bars as the prizes - they definitely melted), ate "how to train your dragon" cake, opened gifts, and had an epic water fight. Fun times had by all! <br />
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<br />jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-49528313436440619992015-03-15T21:24:00.003-07:002015-03-15T21:24:41.561-07:00living life<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;">
Our February chugged along. And now March is steaming along too!</div>
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February was full of school (Olaf), cross-country ski team practice (Olaf + Coach Steve!), school activities (Olaf-Do you see a theme?), working in Wenatchee for Jenn, trying to figure out small business taxes (yikes), work for Steve here in Plain, and Fire Department this and that. We were all so sad when football season was over :( Not sure what to do with our Sundays, Mondays, and Thursdays! But Olaf still wears his jersey at least one day a week which totally makes me happy! </div>
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Forest seems to have turned a corner at his daycare/preschool and is no longer smacking the other kids and throwing fits. At least not very often anyway :) He still has his days (this week even) where he is a total pill and I wonder what I am doing wrong as a parent. But I am just so happy he no longer takes out his frustration on his little friends! I am so thankful for a preschool director, Traci, would is always quick to encourage me as a parent when he has a hard day. Hearing someone with a ton of experience say that his behavior is normal for a kid of his age, and it is a stage we will get through, is comforting when I feel like I am totally screwing up as a parent. She always stresses that we have a game plan, together, to help his behavior that we can both reinforce the same way until it improves. And in the end his behavior seems to be improving. Yay for consistency! Aside from school, he's been enjoying annoying his older brother, playing with his younger brother, and snuggling me whenever he has a chance. He is still so passionately sweet that I can barely get out the door without 14 kisses and hugs. He's also my only child to tell me that he loves me un-prompted, at random moments throughout the day :)<br />
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Like I mentioned above, Olaf's schedule has started driving ours, which seems crazy for a 1st grader but perhaps is completely normal for the oldest child? He had a chance to join the cross country ski team through Plain Hardware this winter. The hardware store provided all the equipment and groomed trails for FREE! They even picked the kids up from school and fed them a snack and cocoa. And Steve had the chance to hang out and coach Olaf and 3-4 other kids at the same time. I think they both enjoyed it, but were glad it was over. Both have agreed that next year they would rather spend their afternoons up at Stevens Pass though... so sounds like nordic skiing will be a hobby but not main event for Olaf. Contrary to what his name may imply :)<br />
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I had the chance to try skate skiing myself and I LOVED IT. If only I had the equipment (and time) to really pursue it as a winter sport! Perhaps once the kids are older I will get into it. Somehow it seemed to come pretty naturally to me, and I loved how fast I could go! So fun. However I do still enjoy classic skiing, which I can do right out my back door, on my own equipment. So there's that.</div>
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John has recently mastered the art of rolling from back to front. He is always reaching for things, and immediately putting them in his mouth. The days of allowing lego pieces to be all over the floor are numbered... He's also trying to sit up unassisted, but is just not quite there yet even with pillows. Usually he starts folding forwards (led my his massive cranium) and then he falls right or left depending on where he is reaching. He also started rolling on to his side to sleep and night, and seems to be more content that way. I am of course always nervous about SIDS, so I am constantly rolling him back on his back :) Luckily he sleeps like the rest of my boys, including Steve... like a ROCK. </div>
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jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-34346756762428891602015-02-21T10:03:00.001-08:002015-02-21T10:03:32.050-08:003How come no one told me how much more work 3 kids was than 2? Oh wait, all of you did! I mean, I am glad I ignored y'all or our tiny blessing wouldn't be here right now... But seriously, where does my time go? I am sure I'm preaching to the choir when I say that. If I'm not breaking up an argument between older brothers, cooking, cleaning, or feeding the baby... then I am at work in Wenatchee, ha ha. <br />
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But what was that, that John Lennon said? "Life is what happens to you when you're busy making other plans"? So I am working on recognizing that this is life right now -- in the weeds with an infant, figuring out finances and work and play and raising children and school and family. This small stuff is life so I better figure out how to enjoy it!<br />
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<br />jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-9870291343672575412014-12-12T14:02:00.000-08:002014-12-12T14:02:12.801-08:00A New NormalHi.<br />
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Meet John Brian Saugen. <br />
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John's our newest, most precious, family addition. 2 months old as of December 7th! I will have to post some newer photos (once downloaded off my phone) showing his sweet sweet smile that he shares generously these days.<br />
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He passed away on September 30th, exactly one week before John was born into our family. Boy do I miss him...<br />
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Birth is amazing, and death sucks. There's not really any other way to describe it. Luckily, friends and family make life worthwhile in between. I feel like there is so much I want to write about those two events, but I just don't have the energy to put proper emotion into it right now. So... I won't. Though I am sure I'll touch on both as life carries on.<br />
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We are just settling into our new normal, whatever that is.<br />
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I go back to work full-time after the new year, and am working half-time this month, and so am enjoying the days that I am home with my family. I can't say this was the most "restful" or "relaxing" of maternity leaves... quite the contrary actually. But I'm really enjoying the role of "stay-at-home-mom" for this abbreviated time period :) Boy I can get a lot more done than usual! Organizing! Sorting! Getting rid of stuff that has accumulated that we don't need! And I've really enjoyed cooking, since I actually have time to do so during the week. (Unfortunately for my waist-line though...) The only real hard part of maternity leave is trying to see all the people I'd like to hang out with - the ones I said to "I can't wait to spend more time with you during maternity leave!" And then I found I didn't have time, or I just haven't made time to do so... oops. Mostly because I love being in my home with my kids, and am really just treasuring not having to schedule every minute of every day. So I am trying to not feel guilty for not seeing all the people and instead just focus on what is making me happy, which is just staying home and being boring.<br />
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I hope to keep updating this blog more. I love that I have so much of Olaf's beginning stages recorded on the blog. Sadly Forest (middle child...) doesn't have as much. Hope to remedy that for all three of them in the next year!jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-32761862689444759302014-06-24T23:09:00.002-07:002014-06-24T23:09:33.952-07:00I really do miss this spaceI don't know why I have found it so hard to post these last few MONTHS! I really have always enjoyed having this space to share updates and photos... and then I keep forgetting to download photos. And then I am pregnant and therefore exhausted. And I sit in front of a computer at work all day so I don't really want to do that at home... So anyway, I take un-intentional but needed breaks I guess. <br />
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Recently life has been full of busy busy times. Olaf finished up kindergarten, yay! Steve is working locally, yay! I keep gaining weight and making a healthy baby boy, yay! And Forest went an entire week without hitting someone at daycare, yay! Little milestones for all :) Really, there is so much to cover that I don't know that I even have the energy. And clearly I haven't downloaded the photos yet, ha ha.<br />
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I am currently 26 weeks along with babytres and no, he does not have a name yet. My mom's list of family name suggestions contained Valentino, so that's what we are calling him for now. :) Maybe one of these days we will actually find time to sit down and pick one... but like with Forest, it will probably be just in time for his delivery date. I am finally starting to get excited about having a little babe join the house this fall. Not that I wasn't before... well, actually that's true, I wasn't very excited for a long time, as I was so overwhelmed. So it's a refreshing and welcomed feeling, to be glad there is a little one on the way! The boys are pretty excited too, even Olaf, who adamantly wanted a sister at first. Now he's happy about the little buddy and loves feeling him kick through my stomach. I love my boys.<br />
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I'm up late and really should be in bed right now, oops. But I am taking the rest of the week off to take the littles to Family Camp at TTR, woooohoooo!!! so I can sleep in until they wake up, 6:15am at least I hope!<br />
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Okay, random post is now over, back to your regularly scheduled blog reading.jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-31138560341503207912014-03-09T19:57:00.000-07:002014-03-09T19:57:04.591-07:00marching alongWell life just keeps marching on and here we are in March. <br />
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In January we celebrated Sue's 60th birthday with a weekend in Leavenworth with the whole family. As per usual, we loved spending concentrated time with everyone, especially since Josh and Mac were close to leaving for their grand adventure to Thailand/China/India soon! We managed to squeeze in a family photo and watched a great Seahawks game together too :)</div>
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February was a banner month for snow, which was great, because Dec/Jan kind of sucked... but in the one month we tons of storm cycles, and the snow in the backyard got up to about thigh high before it all started melting last week. Winter isn't over, oh no, but March is winter's transition month... The snow slowly melts between small storms and reminds us that it will be warm again... we start riding bikes outside and I get all excited for the season to change. I love winter, seriously, but I love spring too, and I am always excited to usher in a new season, whatever it is.<br />
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What else is new?? Well I got a new car!! Woohoo!! Not that I didn't love my WRX, but who doesn't love a brand new Subaru Impreza with better gas mileage and leather seats? <br />
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I let Olaf make his own PBJ. Why haven't I been doing this for years? He was so proud.<br />
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Also something he was proud of -- putting reindeer antlers on Steve's head while he took a little evening nap :) Pretty cute.<br />
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Recently we've had some nasty viruses in our house. First Forest got caught for a full week, and now Olaf is in the midst of fever and swollen gland goodness. Poor kiddos... Never fun to watch your kids be so sad and sick. <br />
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Speaking of sad and sick, I've been pretty nauseous myself lately -- of course mine is for a much happier reason, as we'll be adding another kiddo to the Saugen clan in October this year! I am slightly overwhelmed by the thought of our third kiddo at this moment, but I am going to blame first trimester exhaustion. We are definitely excited to round out our family into a nice odd, kids outnumber the parents, five people. No seriously. We've been thinking about it for a while now and are so glad we decided to just go ahead and give it a try. Life's an adventure, and from my perspective, the kids have made it a much richer adventure. So here's to being crazy busy and loving life as a momma to 3!<br />
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<span id="goog_408999001"></span><span id="goog_408999002"></span><br />jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-55229409084890334452014-01-11T11:28:00.000-08:002014-01-11T11:28:09.763-08:00tiny comediansKids are funny. I was just scrolling through some of the "notepad" notes on my phone this morning and came across these two gems I had written down:<br />
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Olaf: "I'm a mummy. In agent Egypt." (note -- *agent, not ancient)<br />
Forest: "Hi Egypt!"<br />
Olaf: "No, I'm not Egypt, I'm a mummy."<br />
Forest: "Oh, hi mommy!"<br />
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"Hey, Netflix is a sight word!" -- Olaf 11/13/13<br />
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Happy Seahawks Game Day!!!jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-31056603124318928082013-12-27T13:42:00.000-08:002013-12-27T16:30:54.093-08:00mammasBeing a mom is... different for each of us.<br />
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Moms that stay home -- Yes, your job is probably harder than mine. You don't get paid. The minions you deal with are messy and often ungrateful, they whine an awful lot. You don't get a break and you don't get to leave at the end of the day... I get it. It's not easy. It's been rubbed in my face on the internet often enough that I GET IT. And I truly do respect that staying home with your kids is hard. And amazing. At the same time no doubt.<br />
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But I don't stay home with my kids during the day. I never have (except for 6 months of glorious maternity leave) and may never have the chance. And I have mostly made peace with that. It is easier going to work now that the kids are older. Once I had a chance to realize that I (and their dad) are still the single greatest influences on their lives and are leading by example. Once I realized that though they are okay with going to school and daycare, they crave being home with mom and dad... we are their home after all. And home is where the heart is. Once I realized that they do indeed love us the very best, as we do them... I am finally more okay with leaving each morning. I am just doing the best that I can for them.<br />
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It's still hard to watch my kids love someone else so fiercely. It's hard to realize that I can't dictate to the caregivers exactly how I want my kids to be taught/cared for because you know what -- you can't force your own style on someone else. You just find someone who comes really close, who you respect for how they've parented their own kids, and you go with it. Do I wonder sometimes if I could do better if I was around all day? Sure. Do I wonder sometimes if I would be way worse? Definitely. Then I stop wondering because all it does is make me feel bad about myself no matter what I am thinking. So I go to work and I leave each day, I collect my paycheck, and I come home to the people who matter most. <br />
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A long time ago my favorite blog writer in the internets had a baby. And then she had to go back to work (July 2012?) and she struggled with the thought of leaving that precious baby behind. I knew that feeling. She had asked for advice from other moms out there and her comment feed was immediately filled to the brim with advice. I took the opportunity to sit down and really think about what it was like to work away from my kiddos and spent a few days writing an email to her. It was totally cathartic for me to finally organize my thoughts. I sent it off, hoping that it might help her, and hoping she might reply with a big thanks for the amazing advice! Of course I was not realizing that she had probably gotten 4700 emails along with the blog comments... I never did hear back at the time :) And I got kinda bummed about it. It's funny how we pour out our hearts to complete strangers on the internet and then expect them to want to connect with us immediately?? Oh Jenn... Anyway, I prayed about it and I did get over it, realizing that if I had written the email as a sort of therapy to myself (which it totally was) then my purpose was achieved, no matter what response I may have received :) I'm always thankful when I can calm my own heart down through prayer. And I always wished I had the balls to post the original email and thoughts on going back to work on my blog... but I was too afraid of offending people for that.<br />
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Last January the gal, Elizabeth, emailed me back a sweet response (you know the one I'd been previously stressing about). What a confirmation that was for me, that the thoughts of my heart were well received and even helpful to her. It was a real treat to get that email. She asked permission to post my original email on her blog, and so of course I said okay. Anyway, she recently posted some of her thoughts on mothering, working, and now again staying at home with her kiddo, along with some of my email (she wisely edited out my run-on paragraphs of nonsense at the beginning and end of it). I thought maybe some of you would enjoy reading her thoughts (and mine). Plus as a bonus you now have her blog address and I would recommend bookmarking it. Girl has a way with words:<br />
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So cheers to <i>ALL</i> my momma friends out there. There sure are a lot of you wonderful people! The ones who have a job away from home, and also those who's job <i>is</i> their home. Those who are home, if I am grouchy towards you sometimes when you talk about the hard parts of your world, please give me grace. The jealousy monster creeps into my head and it's not easy to get it out sometimes. But know that I truly think you are all amazing. And those that work away from home... Fist bump. You get me.<br />
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Here's to 2014. The year where I finally figure out this mothering thing. <b>Ha ha, yeah right!</b>jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-45831446360870709162013-12-16T21:39:00.001-08:002013-12-16T21:47:01.219-08:00It has come to my attentionRecently a friend of mine asked why I hadn't posted anything lately. I had two thoughts: 1. Someone actually still reads this? and 2. Oh, hot dang, it has been awhile! (ummm... two months... oops). <br />
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You know the whole reason I started this blog was to brag about and keep track of my insanely cute new son, Olaf :) And I really had so much fun with it! And then with poor #2 and less available time it just sort of dropped off. Which is a bit of a bummer, because the best part of writing it is the ability to look back and see what we were doing, what we looked like, kids' milestones, fun photos... Seriously, I love looking back at it. And I have missed a lot of things that would have been fun to look back on I am sure.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Olaf and I stomped the yard and ye ol' Church square dance out at Stonewater Ranch. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A typical fall Saturday afternoon of helping daddy with chores.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I ran another half marathon this year with a new group of ladies. This is my friend Katie. She's a keeper. Let's all hope she moves to Leavenworth :) (hint hint Katie)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I built Olaf a "fort" in the tree out front consisting of about boards nailed up. He LOVED it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He still loves it. However Steve has added numerous amazing features that only daddy's can do. Like a platform WAY higher than any mom would ever allow.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cuties at our school pumpkin carving night.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cutie cousins Olaf, Ingrid, Trygve</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">More of those 3 cutie cousins, catching the first flakes of winter while waiting for the bus.</td></tr>
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So that takes us up to about... November 1st? Ha ha. Then we went to Florida. I keep waiting for Steve to finish his sweet little video so I can post it on here... really I should just post a bunch of photos because who knows if the video will ever be finished :) But it's late for this momma and I am heading to bed, so Florida vacation photos will have to wait!<br />
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<br />jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10437599901446706396noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-571869738382929410.post-32171485963547101002013-10-08T21:35:00.000-07:002013-10-08T21:35:05.245-07:00MontanaMan. If there ever was a most beautiful state in this country of ours... it might be Montana. Now I'm not going to lie -- I think Washington is pretty much the champagne state of the U.S. I mean, mountains to sound, wheat fields to the Columbia River, it pretty much has it all. But it doesn't have Glacier National Park, like MT. (which is fine because then it doesn't have the extra tourists either...). But I digress. Montana is freaking gorgeous.<div>
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Me and the littles got to ride the train out to visit our family of Saugens in Kalispell last month, and we had a lovely adventure. Christie is a way better hostess than me -- she planned hikes, picnics, beach days, man -- we were set and had 3 days of non stop adventures :) In the middle there she somehow convinced me to do a 50 mile bike ride around Kalispell.... now for dear sweet Christie, who is an amazing athlete, 50 miles is like 1/2 to 1/3 of what she could do. For me it was like HOLY SHI* that was a long bike ride :) The first 25 weren't too bad, considering I hadn't ridden a bike since May. The last 25 (TWENTY FIVE PEOPLE) got progressively slower... and slower... as my little quadriceps got tired... But I completed it, and had a grand time doing it! So fun. Next year Christie is going to do the full 100 mile ride. I think I will just cheer this time. </div>
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We had such a fun time visiting cousins and chatting over tea and whiskey at night. I am going to have to plan another trip next year too.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All loaded up at the Whitefish train station and headed to Glacier!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The beginning of our hiking adventure.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Auntie Christie and the boys</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">BFF's. Forever. (Micah on the left, Olaf on the right, 2 weeks 6 days apart in age :))</td></tr>
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And on that day, I was <i>that</i> mom.</div>
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I took a billion photos that morning. Of him, of he and his brother, of he and his cousins. I put my 5 year old son on the bus, because he insisted on riding it with his cousins. (plus he'd been waiting practically his whole life to finally RIDE THE BUS). He walked right up those stairs with great delight, didn't turn back once, and found a seat right in the front next to his friend Bohde. I got all choked up when the bus pulled away and my eyes filled up...</div>
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Then I immediately loaded up Forest in the car and we drove over to the school to meet Olaf getting off the bus, so that I could take even more photos and walk him into his classroom. Did he need me to? Nah. He barely even realized I was there. I needed to though. For once in my life I needed to be the mom that went overboard on something. That got to actually take a million pictures. That got to talk to the teachers and say hello. Because you know what, that's probably one of the very few days I will get to do that this year. I made that kid a Pinterest worthy bento-style lunch complete with heart shaped cucumbers and picks shaped like small animals. Go ahead and roll your eyes now. But that day I was an awesome mom. I was the mom I wish I got to be every day today. </div>
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And then I went to work. Where I will be every other morning when my kiddo heads to school. So I was super happy to have been <i>that mom</i> on Tuesday.</div>
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