The Pestilence that will not be NAMED!

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The last two weeks i have been sick with a head cold and my husband had enough of the coughing not to mention the price of tissues I swear have gone up. I told him the doctor won’t be able to do anything for me but I still took care of it and guess what I have viral bronchitis . The doctor said I must be around people who smoke because only smoker really get this.

Now that’s funny because no one of my friends smoke. In fact I have asthma so I know if I am around smoking I cut my life span down. (Which wouldn’t be a big deal if you think my grandmother is turning 100 this year.)  Bars don’t even let people smoke in them and when I have a cold I avoid any and all places that might have someone smoking because I hate getting bronchitis.  They changed my rescue inhaler for a different one in hopes that will clear things up.  The mornings are the worst and my voice comes and goes. So you can Imagine my kids love it because all I can do is snap my fingers or clap my hands. Which my 3 year old takes as keep on going mom thinks you are being cute.

Sunday morning before the Urgent care visit my son comes up to me and says “My head itches.” I ask him to give me a second and I figure out my cycle started. (What? Yes that’s right crazy train has felt the station might not be back)

I take him outside and sure enough I find pestilence we will no name because it might bring them back. I try hard not to freak out instead I tell my husband get the clippers and get rid of all that hair.  This kid had tons of hair. It took twenty minutes to get it short enough.  After he was done clipping I made him change his clothes outside, covered his head in Crisco, wrapped it with plastic wrap and tapped it so nothing could escape.  I might have started chanting DIE bug Die in my very hoarse voice.  I quickly checked everyone else heads and they looked cleared.

I didn’t know where to start. I was completely lost because last time I was in such a panic I called a friend over to help me and than passed out. No joke I totally passed out from not breathing.  I quickly did what I could remember pulling apart all the bed, pillows and the list goes on.  I don’t have a steamer and I didn’t want to become the plague to my friends so I didn’t borrow the streamer instead I vacuum the beds and anything else you can think of.  My husband took the girls and left for the day.

Here I am sick, on my period and my son has lice once again.  Than it hit me someone has to have a list of everything a person should do if their family has lice.  I search and found every horror story possible to the point I had a complete and utter anxiety attack and than my OCD clicked in.

Monday morning arrives and I found two black nits on my sons head which means the lice is dead.  I checked my daughters head and I wasn’t sure what I found. One tiny clear seed pod.  I pulled it out and sprayed her head and the other daughters head with tea tree oil mix.  As the day went on my son helped clean by watching his yonder brother while his sisters were at school.  The day went on and my anxiety crazy train took off thinking about that seed pod I found on her head. My head wouldn’t stop itching so after picking the girls up from school I quickly covered their head in Crisco as they both cried.  Than I put bright pink shower caps on their heads. I than covered mine because I couldn’t’ stop itching and by the way still can’t.

Homework done, and the kids were all playing with their crisco heads. I sat down and started to make a check list of everything that needed to be done.  I call it the Lice Check List of things to always keep on hand, what needs to be washed vs bagged or dryer.

Once I get it finished I will put it up on the site for anyone and every one to use.  The Pestilence that will not be named is currently unfound in the house. I refuse to say we are clear but I haven’t found a nit but those things are so tiny who know until 14 days later.


No one is safe from the pestilence that will not be name if you have kids of any age. Girl, Boy doesn’t matter they all bring it home at some point.  I have put the fear in my kiddos and told them if teachers have a problem they can call the momma.

List coming soon.


Lost and yet Found


This last year has been really hard on my 9 year old son. School has never been a challenge in fact he usually is very bored but this year something has changed.  He is struggling in all the subjects he found easy last year. I tried to get his teachers to talk to me but they are busy so I tried emailing than parent teacher conferences I would ask for help from them, advice. In the end  I would be is “Your son is super intelligent he understand stand concepts most adults do not understand but he struggles with his work”.

I told them I would email them every Friday if the could help me keep my son on track. For weeks I got your son is all caught up no problems. Than out of the blue I find what looks to be an assignment stuffed in his backpack along with several others. I email his teachers and they write yes those are 3 weeks late.  3 Weeks Late.  So while I was getting the your son is doing great emails in fact he was falling behind once again.

I have watched my sons anxiety grow epic proportions. I tried to to figure out what was going on but all his teachers would say is everything is wonderful and he would say everything is fine.

I have talk to them many times asking if I should get him tested or have him see someone to find out a way to better control his anxiety and sometimes his day dreaming and all I would get if you want to.

Do I want to? Hell No! I don’t want to be told that I have passed on this wonder gene known as Anxiety and ADD.

After lots of talking with my Hubby we are taking my oldest in to see a shirk who is a non medication unless needed. I figured why crawl to the top when I might as well to jump.

I want to hear he is a normal slightly stressed out 10 year old but in my heart I know differently.

To top off my week.  My daughters preschool teacher calls wanting to have a sit down two weeks before preschool is out to tell me my 5 year old is having trouble hearing and blending sounds. She might have dyslexia and I should get her tested.

As I set here I had already cried my eyes out wondering why I had children when I knew without a doubt that my children would have a 85% chance of having my disabilities.

My 5 year old daughter and my 3 year old son both giggled and ran around my feet as I cried and I realized I wouldn’t give any of this up.  I will fight for my kids, I will love my kids no matter what (Even if they call me from Jail at 3am Needing to bailed out of jail. They will just have to wait until I am truly up at 8am to get them.) I will do anything I can so they are happy, healthy and they can be who they are meant to be and not what society tells them to be.


On a wonderful side note I am still on the 20mg of Vyvanse (month 2) and my life is wonderful in the fact I am able to get my thoughts in one direction, I have been able to organize my house the way I always wanted too and my therapist has moved me from once a week appts to every 2 weeks.  There is life at the end of the tunnel.  I will always deal with an eating disorder I will never love food but I will eat so my family will have me around until I am old and 99 1\2 like my grandmother.   So they know what it is like to change diapers.

Christmas List By Douglas Wimmer

The Christmas List By Douglas B Wimmer (Author), L.B. Scott (Author)

About The Book:

It’s Winter, 1957. The snow is piling up, the days are getting shorter, and children all over the world are eagerly anticipating the night when Santa comes to visit. Except for the children at the Happy Heart Orphanage. No, the children there don’t expect visits from the Man in Red. The Matrons who run the orphanage make sure each child there knows that they don’t deserve such love from Jolly Ol’ Saint Nick.

Santa or no, Johnny is determined to make this year’s Christmas something special for the rest of the children. While executing his Christmas plan, he is caught by the Matrons and thrown in the scariest part of the house on Christmas Eve. Will Johnny escape? Will the orphans of the Happy Heart Orphanage ever have a true Christmas?

Find out in this heartwarming story of friendship and the Holiday spirit by L.B. Scott and Douglas B. Wimmer.

I am so very proud of my husband!!!

Where Do you Hide to Read your Books?

We have 15 days of Spring Break and while normally we go somewhere for a few days (San Diego Beaches) this year we stayed home (Arizona) packing every single toy into a bag, washing everything in sight and when we declared we were lice free we only had two days left.  I have felt like a caged animal trying to figure out if I could legally eat my young while they fought, screamed, spit (Yes spit! Gross I know.) at each other and giggled their way around the long 15 days without any friend because we have become known as the LICE FAMILY! I have never tagged a family as Lice or anything else because its just plain rude!

(Some mothers eat their young in the animal kingdom. I think it is to get the older only to stop fighting with the younger ones. Make an example! Scare the others into being good!)

Pictures of Duck and cat (I still think the kitten is thinking humm lunch!)

Thankful my husband took care of the kids in the morning so I could get some extra sleep from late nights of cleaning. The other day I just needed to spend a few minutes alone reading something ANYTHING so as I finished another large load of laundry I created a fort on my king size bed hiding behind the walls of fabric. Stealing a few minutes to read. It was a very warm fort because everything had just come out of the dryer and it was most made up of towels and blankets with a few dozen pairs of jeans thrown in. (Not Mine my Husbands and he wears suits every day to work. I swear no one needs that many pairs of Jeans\Shorts. 🙂

I felt like a little kid hiding from my parents hoping not to get caught reading a dirty romance. (Not reading Romance! Reading Mystery Thriller) I will be honest it lasted about 45 mins but I think that is because that was how long Big Hero 6 had left on the Blue-ray. It wasn’t nice or good it was AMAZING to find time for myself even if I was hiding from my 4 amazing wonderful and sometimes really annoying kids.

As of tomorrow two will go back to school while two will be home. We will go back to homework in the afternoon, schedule of endless activities (Ok not really endless thankfully my kids have two left feet so sports and dance is out but Lego club, Reading club, scouts and anything else my kiddos can think of will start back up again.) I love being a stay at home mom!

So where do you or where did you hide to read your books?

Even with the lights off on the bathroom they will still find me because of the kindle back light. Trust me I have turned down the light and hide under a towel my kids have X-ray vision.

Have you ever tried to have adult time with four kids home? Lets just say you get to be very creative and very quite!