Day 84 - Stress Away

I absolutely don't claim to have a stressful life.  We live simple.  I stay home and play with kids all day.  We are healthy.  We come and go as we please.  My stress comes from my children and the role of a mother that I have.  I'm absolutely not complaining about that, I just want you to know where my stress does come from.  I allow myself to get stressed out when I go to bed without the kitchen clean, then wake up and have to move things around in order to make breakfast. 

Or when my son screams throughout the entire store.  Or when my son stands at the pantry screaming for more food when I just got done shoveling half of the pantry into his pie hole.  He IS a picky eater, but when he finds what he likes, he eats it all.  I get stressed about silly things.  And I'm thankful for that actually. 

This little green roller is my best friend in my not-so stressful, but stressful enough for me life that I lead.  When I feel myself getting worked up because my son just emptied out the trash can or because he's screaming at me for the 500th time in the last 5 minutes, I just roll on this special essential oil behind my ears and take a big whiff and I'm good to go.  It seriously works fast and smells so good!  I take it everywhere I go!  Traffic - roll it on.  Screaming kids - roll it on.  Deadline at work - roll it on.  Paying bills - roll it on. 

Day 83 - New Haircuts!

Day 82 - Tongue Tied

Let's face it - I suck at coming up with titles.  This one made me laugh though because he really was tongue tied when he was born.  When he had tubes put in his ears, they also clipped his tongue.  Tongued tied no more, as you can tell.  He proves daily how much like Karsyn he really is.  She too sticks out her tongue when she's thinking and building with legos uses some brain power in this house.

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Funeral Planning

We are in the midst of funeral planning.  Again.  I never in my wildest dreams that I would have been planning two funerals when I was in my early 30s.  NEVER.  I never even thought about what all it entails.  There are so many details.  Sadly, this time is a no-brainer for us.  We're doing the same and it feels so routine now.  We've picked pictures.  We have frames.  We are honoring the VFW, which was extremely important to him and he was actually in the VA hospital when he passed.  It was him home for over a year.  

Why is this commonplace for us right now?  We should not be burying two parents within 7 months of each other.  My heart breaks for my sweet husband.  He has no parents.  He was an only child and his parents were everything to him.  They were so very very close and now he is without both of them.  I can't even imagine.  I pray constantly for him and his heart. 

Day 71

Jaxton's favorite thing to do is read.  He is constantly going to his room and bringing us books.  He certainly has his favorites, which makes me want to go find new ones to get him interested in.  There's only so many times I want to see the same dog and the polar bear. 

Day 70

My little guy has been so sick.  It started out as a cold, then turned into a bacteria infection.  He's been absolutely miserable.  I have been using oils on him, but I did end up taking him to the doctor and got him on antibiotics.  I just didn't feel like I could push him any further, especially since I'm just learning about all there is to using essential oils for healing.  I used the oils the best I knew how with what I had.  I truly feel like using them kept him from getting sicker, but his poor little body just couldn't kick the cold.

I think it's important to know that our bodies have to build up an immunity to essential oils.  They are no miracle cure for everything, although they are amazing.  We continue to diffuse Thieves to keep everyone else from catching what he has.  He's drinking his Ningxia Red and lemon water as well and is already feeling MUCH better.

Now, if Texas would just cooperate.

Day 69

Elwood Ray Hill

David's dad passed away today.  Although he's been in bad health and living in a VA hospital for 2 years now and we've anticipated his death several times before, but receiving that call this morning was still such a shocker.  We certainly weren't expecting it.  But we were.  It's a hard feeling to explain.  We are sad.  So so so so very sad.  He was a huge part of our life before and after his health problems began.  He always came to see us and each visit he came to the door with strawberries for the girls.   He was always there when we needed him and was such a huge support.

It breaks my heart that he didn't really get to know Jaxton.  He met him.  He always said "hey guy" or "hey Jaxton" when we'd go to visit him.  And the first time he met my sweet boy, he cried.  We all did. 

What a special man, he was.  He was a great father to my husband and a great Pop to my girls.  And he was the best father-in-law I could have ever asked for.  I miss his smile already.

3/10/2014 at 10:35am

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This girl has been a little under the weather the last few days.  She just has a cough that we can't shake.  We are using oils constantly, which I truly believe has kept her cough from getting worse and developing into bronchitis like it usually does.  No doctor visits, no antibiotics, no breathing treatments.  All essential oils.  I'm so very thankful we discovered this option for healing.

Day 61

This is our life these days.  I've been thrown into life with a boy and I do love it.  I may have a few mini heart attacks throughout the day, but we survive.  He's such a mess and such a joy all rolled into one.  And he knows how to work it already.

Day 60

Today, my sweet man turned 33.  He's been through so much these last few years and he continues to amaze me with his strength.  I'm very proud of him and love him more each day.

We celebrated by going to watch the girls play 3 soccer games.  Oh, the life with kids.  He was such a trooper!  After soccer games, the girls and Nana made him cupcakes and he opened a few presents.

I love you, Mr. Hill.  Happy, happy birthday!