Sometimes life gives you lemons what will you do with them? Part 3 of this crazy life

“There is no one perfect way to be a good mother. Each situation is unique. Each mother has different challenges, different skills and abilities, and certainly different children. The choice is different and unique for each mother and each family” – Elder Russell M. Ballard

Hello! Well its a nasty rainy day outside! I was enjoying writing outside under the porch but it started pouring! Well o left off after memaws funeral. I feel like once the funeral is over people just expect everyone to go back to normal or at least the new normal. I guess being a CNA for so many years my job was done once my patients passed away i didn’t get to see the after math. I remember going to her tombstone and just talking to her non of this felt real at all. Excuse me if i repeat myself! That woman was not just a grandmother to me…. She was my best friend and to be honest im ashamed at how i handled it.i lost great grandparents when i was younger but i dont really remember it. The closest thing i had lost was our precious dog Maya who i swear was more human than dog. I didnt handle that well at all i had a hard time with the grief i felt losing our maya chu! Somedays i still cry because i miss her! She was my little shadow. I remember thinking when she died “Oh CRAP!” If losing my dog hurts this bad I cant imagine losing someone I love so much. Death is a huge fear for me. Not so much a fear of me dying but of losing someone i love so much. Its never been a secret that I love hard and i hurt hard. I did ok for a couple days and weeks and tried for the kids to always put on a happy face. Then the shock wore off. I talked to the hospice counselor and she put it into perspective for me she said think about it like this when you have surgery the anesthesia last about 4-6 hours. Grief is alot like that somewhere between 4-6 days or even 4-6 weeks the numbness wears off and you feel everything. My memaw is someone i saw every single day and we talked on the phone for hours multiple times a day and the pain was almost too much to bare! Well Josh and i had started arguing some because i had changed. I wasn’t the happy Carlie everyone was used to. I am embarrassed to say that the kids had way more screen time than i would like to admit but i still was mommy. I did bathe time and dinner and stories before bed but kids feel things and they knew mommys fire had burnt out. I feel so guilty for that. My memaw buried her 19 year old daughter Sonia who i named my youngest in memory of. She had to do something no parent should ever have to do and of course it changed her but she kept going for her other three children. So the guilt I felt not working through this grief made me ashamed. Luckily now im starting to work through it. Well our living arrangement was not something permanent and we knew we had till new years day to find somewhere to go. Thanksgiving was weird and sad but i enjoyed every second with my mom and my brother (sister couldnt come up) and most importantly my 3 girls. Josh was dealing with his own grief which is usually him shutting down ( josh does not like his life put on blast so i try not to put his story in here but he loved memaw so much she called him her superman and actually the last name she spoke was josh) christmas came around and it was a strange one but falling asleep with mu girls in my arms was heavenly! I remember one of the sweetest things my sister in law said after memaw passed and she said hey memaw knows what we are having (they didnt find out the gender until birth) just thought id share that beautiful moment… Two days before christmas my car blew up for good this time. So here i am no car and having to move with my precious babies!!!! Can you say scared beyond belief!!!!! Well the next part is going to be the hardest… Dfacs gets involved but i have to wipe my tears and get ready for that post! Hopefully i will have it up tonight. Like i said its raw and painful so i have to take little breaks! Love you all

Peace and love,

The anxious mommy

Part 2 of our hard year

Mothers, the glue that holds evwrything together even when she feels like she may fall apart” – author unknown

Well before I start part two I want to make a PSA….First off this blog is not one I am posting on any social media site just yet or if ever. So if you are reading this I have been led to send this to you knowing that your prayers are genuine and this won’t be leaked to everyone in Gainesville! This is raw and emotional. This could be triggering to some and also may cause some anxiety… (at least it sure does for me! This post is by no means a way for you to feel sorry for me or to have any pity on me. I really needed some prayer partners that could pray for the last year we have been through! One day I plan on writing my life story which goes even deeper than this but as for now here is the last year of my life in my own words! Buckle up it’s one heck of a ride) Well in part one I left of at the motel that we were staying at. We were beyond thankful to have a bed to sleep in but also very scared. We stayed there for a week and we were so blessed from the grocery store next door who’s owner my family has known forever, they helped feed us and make sure we had food and clothes for not only the girls but ourselves as well! We couldn’t believe how blessed we truly were. Our week ended at the motel and we didn’t really have anywhere to go so the girls stayed with our friends for a couple days and Josh and I stayed in the car. Josh started a new job at a chicken plant which we were so very thankful for but when you don’t have a shower and sleep in your car for 5 days the smell is quite putrid! During the day while Joshua worked I would take the girls and bathe and clothe them then we would keep as busy as possible while daddy worked! INK and the park and crafts and anything to make their summer as happy as possible! We spent a lot of our time at the Alzheimer’s ward of the assisted living home that my precious memaw was living in! The girls loved being there! I would shower “Beamer” and curl her hair and my kids loved to spend time with all of the other residents! Some of my favorite memories were sitting on the swing rocking with her and looking out at the lake! Josh was enjoying his job until he got bit by a brown recluse in multiple places on his arm (could have been multiple spiders) he ended up back at the hospital with streptococcus A from the infection the spider left. He had to leave that job because he was so very sick! So again no job (I was still working the same job I’d been working for 12 years) and a car that was literally falling apart inch by inch. I will never forget having a 100 dollars to our name and I looked at Josh who smelled of old chicken waste and the girls said “mommy, daddy really stinks!) I told them that was rude and he just replied with “baby they are right I can’t smell myself one more day!” So we got 69 dollars and checked into the closest semi safest hotel room that we could find! I think my kids thought it was Disney land and Josh took about an hour shower! I actually sat on the bed and cried. My family was so happy to spend the night in a lower star hotel… They (myself included) had never had to live like this…. We all snuggled up and we were all clean and watched a movie in the bed! It’s absolutely amazing the things you take for granted! After that day a wonderful family member of ours put us up in a nice hotel in town with a pool and two beds, cable tv a clean bath tub and even a laundry room! Honestly we felt like royalty and enjoyed every single second of it! We were even close enough to meet my mom at the college near by to enjoy a cover band play some awesome music!!! We spent most days in the pool with the girls and enjoyed every second…. the staff was exceptional! Unfortunately our week was up and we were back to square one. We happened to be visiting my sweet memer Beamer at her assisted living home and one of the sweet nurses came up to me and said God had laid it on her heart for me Josh and the girls so come stay with her! So we moved in around August and it was such a blessing. The girls had room to run and play! There were chickens that laid eggs which the girls loved to collect! There were three dogs and including our cat Louie there were 3 cats! They had Netflix and we played karaoke we had such a great time! Then October came around and my memaw fell ill. Her Alzheimer’s progressed and it was bad our sweet friend/landlord actually actually quit her job to spend the last bit of time with my precious memaw I will never forget the last words she said to me on September 28th 2019 “I love you so dang dang much” those words will be Etched in my memory for the rest of time…. her breathing started to labor and our sweet friend D sat with her day in and day out. On Saturday October the 5th I had the pleasure to sit and spend time with her all day I sang our song to her “chances are” by Johnny Mathis and I crawled up in the bed with her and just wanted her to hold me one last time. I whispered in her ear that I would take care of everyone and it was ok for her to go be with her mom and dad and her daughter who passed away in a car accident at 19 years old. I promised I’d be there when it was time for her to go. (A promise I should have never kept) Our sweet friends let us stay with them so I would be close if something happened. Things looked ok so I decided to run to my friends house and take a shower and I get a message from my mom that said “bug her breathing is getting more labored I think it’s time” I rushed to get ready, kissed the kids who were already sleeping and Josh and I rushed out the door. I got a call on the way there which was only 10 minutes away saying “bug she’s gone” Being a CNA for so many years especially in Alzheimer’s hospice I had prepared the family for what was going to happen the only thing I didn’t do was prepare myself. We got to my aunts house and she had passed with both of her daughters by her side. I guess I went into shock because I started pushing Josh and saying please just make her heart beat one more time I have to be here when it stops. He finally grabbed me and held me and said “baby she’s gone” the rest of the night was kind of a blur but I realized what the date was October the 6th memaws mother my great grandmother mamaw’s birthday! What a beautiful day to go she got to greet Jesus and run into her mothers arms on her birthday. I remember practicing singing our song together because one time when she was lucid she told me when something happens to her she wants me to sing our song at her funeral! I was bound and determined I was going to do it! Even if it hurt! I remember getting ready for the viewing at the funeral home. It felt so surreal especially because my best friend from childhoods grandmother was at the same funeral home because she died the day before. Haley and I had been through so many firsts together from the crib on and I loved going with her to her momsies (her grandmothers) house! I never thought this would be something we would be going through together! I am thankful for the time I got to spend with memaw and momsie at the assisted living facility! I remember we had food for us even though I didn’t really feel like eating and I remember telling my girls what this day represented. I didn’t think it was a good idea for the girls to look inside the casket (heck I didn’t think it was a good idea for me to either) I was trying to stay strong for my mom and aunt and uncle but I was dying inside I could barely breathe! They did a family viewing first and my curious little Lakeleigh wanted to say goodbye so her daddy held her up and let her say goodbye luckily at age 4 she didn’t quite understand. My 6 year old Raleigh refused and I told her that was completely fine. Jaelie decided to wait a while. My husband held my hand and walked me up to the casket and he almost had to catch me. I couldn’t breathe and almost had a panic attack right then and there. How could the woman who had been my rock and been there for all of us be lying in a casket! It just didn’t seem true!! We strangely took a picture of the whole family the family she created! Our patriarch! Then people started filing in to visit… the hugs were so very welcome but also I just wanted it to stop it just made it so much more real! The slide show the pictures, everything I just wanted to say ok this is a dream now everyone leave!!!! We buried her on the next day which happened to be October 11, 2019 the birthday of her late Sonia who past away in the 70’s that I mentioned earlier. In some strange way I think God let her pass on her mothers birthday and be buried on her daughters birthday! It really was beautiful. The service was gorgeous and my brother and sister did a phenomenal job describing her to a T! I was so choked up I didn’t know how I was going to even sing! My cousin Sean and I got up and sang amazing grace to his guitar playing! Then it was time for me to sing “our song” the song we listened to over and over again as we drove to Tennessee together or just when memaw was in a johnny mood. Well you know what they say, God gives you some kind of numbing to get through the funeral process. That is so true I sang our song and my voice didn’t even crack! I feel I did her proud. I was kind of a zombie for the next couple days and then the shock started to wear off.  Y’all I am going to have to make a part 3 because part 2 was really hard to write! Please stay tuned!!! Love you all 

Peace and love

The anxious mommy

Being a mom! Most amazing and terrifying thing all wrapped in love!

Motherhood: A choice you make everyday, to put someone elses happiness and well-being ahead of your own. To teach the hard lessons. To do the right thing even when your not sure what the right thing is… And to forgive yourself, over and over again, for doing everything wrong in your mind –

Donna Ball

hello everyone i am going to try and use this blog because I am having some issues with the other one! First of all i want to start by saying i absolutely love being a mom. In my homeschool year book I remember being asked what i wanted to be when i grew up! I kid you not i wrote wife and mom! That has always been my dream! Its been hard but oh so worth it! By writing this blog i by no means want pity but i could use prayers here is part one of my blog i had started its a year in our life! Its raw and personal so beware if you are triggered easily

Hello everyone! welcome to my new blog! I am still connected to the cray at home mom blog. Though I needed to have an outlet to talk out some of my anxieties and fears and I don’t want it posted on my regular blog! Sorry for the radio silence from me for so long this has all been so hard that I have honestly had a hard time even putting it into words. I am coming to y’all with a whole new perspective on life…. Unfortunately its not one I have ever wanted to know! I guess I should start at the beginning! Well about this time last year things started getting really bad! I was so sick with very low iron…. I was in desperate need of a hysterectomy! I was caring for my grandmother that had Alzheimers disease and it was terrible to see her so sick. I was driving my husband to work every single morning an hour and a half before I had to have Raleigh (our 7 year old who was 6 at the time) to school, a school she hated BTW! My mornings were always so crazy, but I loved every second of them! I would wrap my babies up in their blankets and put them in their carseats and snuggle them up all warm and cozy. Then Josh and I would drive and honestly I loved that time together! The babies sleeping in the back seat, time to just spend together just the two of us! We would listen to music and talk or laugh and we would listen to my books on tape. He would act like he didn’t like the books I listened to but he sure would follow along. We would pray over our kids and our marriage and our families and it was such beautiful moments. I would drop him off and make the trip back to town. I loved those moments too… still hearing sounds of the girls peacefully sleeping and I would listen to worship music or finish the chapter in my book. I guess some people would hate to drive that far every day but not me! I feel alive when I am behind the wheel with the right song playing, speaking to my soul! People underestimate the power of lyrics and beats of a song. The power of a song can change everything for one person. My husband can tell exactly what mood I am just by the song I play! A great song is compiled of beautiful beats and just the right words for just the right person. A song has the power to heal you. Listening to the words of songs like fast car by Tracy Chapman and feeling the music move you is the best medicine. That song speaks to me now days in so many ways. Anyways I would drive back, often looking at the girls in the backseat with those sweet little baby faces, how lucky am I to have such sweet babies! God truly has blessed me by giving me such wonderful children! As soon as I would get back home I would pick Memaw up at my aunts house I would make raleighs lunch and get her ready for school, drop her off then drop off my Laker girl! Then I would spend that time with memaw enjoying doing her hair or just “piddling” (as she would say) Summer was so much fun because memaw and the girls would play for hours! Alzheimer’s disease is such a horrible disease though in those quiet moments where the girls and memaw would play Barbies and baby dolls it was just peaceful and she was so happy to smile and feel like a child again! In August we moved into some apartments that we were living in and it made things a lot harder because my memaw was getting worse and our space was a lot smaller so it was pretty much a disaster. Memaw’s Alzheimers had progressed and now she thought everything her eyes saw was hers! Going shopping with her was quite interesting we had to do a pocket check every time we left the store! Then Christmas came along and I noticed my ornaments were getting scarce. Bless her heart she loved and wanted them so much! If I would have known it was going to be my last Christmas with her I would have let the laundry sit and spend more time watching Christmas movies and snuggling with her! One of my favorite memories as a child was going over to her house and drinking hot tea and watching our favorite Christmas movie together “Its A Wonderful Life” oh how I loved that time with her! Things started getting harder but I kept pushing forward to try and keep it all together. Well March comes around and I was so weak I could barely get out of the bed. I was in desperate need of a hysterectomy with very low iron. My mom and her siblings decided it was time to put memaw somewhere that she could have constant care! Luckily it was right behind our apartments. We got many calls to come get her to take her medication, she would always call Josh her superman and boy did he love her as much as she loved him. It started to get really bad at home and even got to the point that I would let the dishes pile up and the laundry get bad, all I could do was lay there and we watched a lot of movies. My iron got so low and my low blood sugar didn’t help that I was passing out a lot. March 27th 2019 I went in for a hysterectomy we had plans to stay at my best friends apartment literally right across the road from us. So I come home to my friends apartment and everyone is giving me the hard love of “LAY DOWN AND REST!!!” I couldn’t lay still knowing my babies needed their mommy! That’s what I am, I am a mom and a wife! That’s the beautiful blessing the Lord has given me! That has always been my dream! I know that is what I have always wanted and God granted me that dream, oh what I would do to have that title right now! (I still have that title but I will explain what I mean later on in this post) I woke up the next morning and I was in more pain than I had been in since I had my surgery and I knew it was wayyyyy past time to take my medication so of course I am looking for Joshua and he is no where to be found. I walk over to my apartment and there he was. The apartment looked kind of like a crime scene and I was mortified. I saw the precious love of my life passed out with vomit everywhere. I pulled him outside to the stairway, I should not have been pulling him out because I looked down at my gray tank top and it was covered in blood. I was splitting open my wounds. I didn’t care about my wounds at this point I was hysterical, worried about my husband. My sweet friend k helped me with Joshua and called 911 for me. The paramedics got to our home and helped me get Joshua into the ambulance. I ended up meeting him at the hospital and I had to end up getting my stitches sewn back together. They diagnosed Joshua with diverticulitis and ecoli running through his intestines and his bowels. They called me up there at one point and said there was nothing they could do. The doctors had given him 11 antibiotics at this point and nothing was helping, they couldn’t get his vomiting under control and the ecoli was causing a lot of strain on his other organs. I was terrified and didn’t want to lose my husband. I remember crawling into bed with him at the hospital and just prayed over him and wouldn’t you know the 12th antibiotic actually worked and he started feeling much better! Well we thought our troubles were over but unfortunately it was just the beginning. We had made a verbal agreement with the apartments we were living at but their bosses from the main office trumped our agreement and we found out we had to move. Two weeks after surgery I am packing up my house and have no where to go! we had wonderful friends who helped with the kids and packing while we were healing. We got a call from some friends that we had become very close to and they offered us their home to live in while we healed. We were so very thankful! We were taking our last load to their house which was about 38 minutes away and wouldn’t you know it our vans head gasket blew half way there! I just wanted to cry! luckily we were able to put water in the car and drive it quite slowly to the house, it stopped two or three times but we were bound and determined to get that van to the house because it was packed to the brim with our belongs. We finally coasted it down the hill to the house and finally could breathe a little even though I knew we weren’t going to have a vehicle and My girls had two more weeks of school. I always liked to go visit my Memaw every day but praise the Lord I had help from my friend who we lived with! We finally started settling in and lucky me they had a new baby boy who I got to snuggle and rock to sleep. I definitely had baby fever after having my hysterectomy. My girls were so happy they had tons of yard to run in and they helped plant fruits and veggies! They loved playing in the water hose and getting as dirty as they possibly could! We were there for a couple months and the couple had to move due to mold being in the ceiling and they just didn’t have room for all of us to go. So on we went. I started feeling like little nomadic camels. My oh so determined husband finally got our van working again praise the Lord. We were lucky our family put us up in a hotel for a week until we could find something else. Every homeless shelter in our town was completely full. We went to a job\housing fair at one of our local parks. We were able to get signed up and stay at one of the local shelters. Though our stay there was not an easy one. We had to be out by 7:30am every morning and had to be signed back in by 4:30pm every evening. This was very difficult because my husbands new job was past those hours and they wouldn’t budge at all on letting him stay till work was over. The rules were so strict that we pulled onto the property at 4:29pm one day and got written up for being one minute early! During the hours we weren’t at the shelter I tried to make the day time as much fun as I possibly could. We went to INK and the park a lot and we would go visit our sweet dog Sakari who we had to surrender to a rescue shelter because the shelter we were living at didn’t allow pets. I am so thankful my cat Louie is a certified service animal for my anxiety so he was able to come with us! Sakari was eventually adopted and we got to meet her new owner that I feel very confident was going to give her a beautiful life. Well we ended up getting written up again because I kept a bath mat (more like one of those hotel towels) in front of the bath tub so the girls didn’t slip around on the floor and they said it had to be picked up every morning before we left and I was in such a hurry one day I forgot. A couple days later I was having some car trouble and we were not able to get to the shelter until 4:40 and we were told we had to leave. I was beyond terrified at this point but I kept trying to keep the faith and show the girls it was going to be ok. We used a lot of our checks to go to staying at motels. I was even more of a helicopter mom than usual, I kept those girls attached to my hip never taking my eyes off them for a second

I am going to poat part two next blog 🙂

Peace and love,

The anxious mommy