Wednesday, February 28, 2007
A happy entry!
Sunday, February 25, 2007
more about Andrew
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Andrew entry #2
Andrew just came into my bedroom & said his tummy hurt. As he said that, he broke down in tears. I asked the usual mommy questions...do you need to go potty? Do you need to throw up? What it boils down to is that this is a VERY FREQUENT excuse to get out of bed. At least 3x/week he claims that something hurts or that he needs something so that he can stall going to sleep. I'm not sure why he stalls falling asleep.....nightmares that he's afraid will come? Bad nighttime memories from the past? Just wants attention? Who knows?
I told him that there wasn't much I could do for him if it wasn't a poopy/pukey sort of tummyache & that he really just needed to go to bed & get some rest---the best cure for all physical ailments.
He screamed & cried that he couldn't go to bed because laying down made his tummy hurt more. He went on & on. I told him that his stomach was probably hurting due to stress. He cried "I am not stressed out!!!!!". When I pointed out his behavior at school today & reminded him that yes, he is stressed out, he just cried louder. I told him that he had every right to be stressed out.....reminded him that he's had a hard life, has had to live through some really hard things in the past year & that he needed to talk to someone about the way it makes him feel inside. I explained to him about getting ulcers from stress & while that freaked him out, maybe it got through to him. I hardly had explained that before he screamed "I don't like how you & Larry boss me around!!".
Ah! Progress! Finally....something!!!
I told him that God gave him to us to take care of & if we give him rules it's because we love him & want to make sure he's safe--both physically & emotionally & spiritually. I reminded him that his parents had rules for him too, so what is different? He told me 'They let me watch whatever movies I wanted to watch! Y'all won't let me watch Harry Potter or those kind of movies!" {NOTE: We have a house rule that you have to be 12 before you watch/read HP.} I reminded him that he only had a couple more years til he reaches the age when he can watch HP, but then explained again why we don't watch HP. As for the rest of the movies he was allowed to watch......well......sorry kiddo, we don't do R & NC-17 rated movies for 6 & 8 year olds!
He had worked himself into a full blown panic attack by now & was all sorts of worked up, screaming, slinging snot & boogers, the whole nine yards. We, well...I, talked about how different homes have different rules. I explained how it would be that way as an adult, too. When you go from one job to another, rules change & you have to go along with whatever the new boss says, even if you don't like the rules. That's just how the world works. He didn't like that answer, either.
I told him that it was nearly 10:00 (2 hours past his bedtime) and he needed to calm down & go get in bed. He screamed & cried & carried on about how he couldn't calm down. Of course, having watched Savannah's anxiety attacks, I realized this was true-- you really can't calm yourself during an anxiety attack. He took off running out of my room & went to the hall bathroom. I thought he was going to throw up, so I followed him, but he just used the bathroom & came out, still wiping his nose & sobbing. He grabbed onto my waist & hugged me tight. He was nearly hyperventilating at this point, so I stepped inside the bathroom with him, got down on eye level & tried to calm him down again....speaking softly, holding his face/shoulders. I got out a damp washcloth & tried to wipe off his face, all the while with him twisting and turning & trying to pull away from me, but at the same time, holding on around my waist for dear life. It was like trying to wipe the nose of a toddler--he'd bury his face in my chest/stomach & turn his head from side to side. I finally told him that I wouldn't turn loose of him until he was able to calm down a little & breathe more regularly. He stood there sobbing, watching his own reflection in the mirror, and finally settled down.
When I sent him toward bed again, he said "I can't go without you." He wanted me to come lay in his bed with him, but I told him I'd sit at the foot of the bed with him for a little while. I got him covered up, put a towel beside the bed for him (he's been sleep peeing lately....) and sat down to rub his leg. Within 2 minutes' time, he was snoring.
Poor kid. I don't know what Satan is trying to do today, but man he's busy. But ya know what? God won another battle tonight. :::stomping my foot::: Na-na-na-na-boo-boo! :::blowing raspberries:::
Should I just call this the Andrew journal? :)
It seems like I update on him most often...maybe I should change the title of our family's blog. :) Seriously, though, I do have an update on him as well as one on Savannah.
Tomorrow is Savannah's archery tournament. Remember the one I mentioned a couple of weeks ago? Well, she made it! They leave in the morning and won't be back til late tomorrow evening (8 or 9pm). She is soooo excited and I'm very excited for her! Her best bud from school is going too, so they ought to have a great day.
About Andrew--- today his principal called me at work. She was at a loss for what to do with him. She said the cafeteria ladies called her to the cafeteria because they had an unusual circumstance. That unusual circumstance turned out to be Andrew. He was sitting on the floor near the back of the cafeteria, almost catatonic. He was just staring off into space, wouldn't make eye contact, wouldn't speak....they didn't know what to do with him, so they called her. She said she sat on the ground next to him for a while, trying to coax him to talk to her. She finally got a couple of nods out of him, but he still wouldn't utter a word. She asked him if she could call one of us for him. When she mentioned Larry, he finally mumbled a few words-- "He's in Oklahoma." That was the last thing (& only thing!) he said. She said that made her wonder if he was worried about Larry or was nervous that he wouldn't come back or might get hurt or whatever. She got him to her office somehow---I'm not sure if she picked him up & carried him or if he walked on his own. She called me from the office & asked me what she should do. I was stunned at the situation & I wasn't sure what to tell her. Umm....uhhh....
She put the phone to his ear for me to talk to him. I kept waiting for him to get on the phone, not sure if she was having to talk him into it or what...and then I heard him breathing, so I knew he was there. I started talking to him, asking him if he was ok, asking him what was going on, why he wouldn't talk, etc. He never spoke. The principal got back on the phone & said he had nodded his head a couple of times, but since he never spoke, I wasn't even sure if he ever heard anything I said.
She offered to let him sit in her office for a little while to do...well, whatever it was he wasdoing. She said she'd try to get the counselor or one of his teachers to come talk with him, too. It was about 12:30 at the time, so I told her to let me know if nothing changed by 1:00. If it didn't, I would come up to talk to him or take him home or whatever.
In my mind, I was panicked because I was picturing myself checking him into the local psychiatric hospital tonight alone (since Larry's out of town). I called Larry & asked him what I should do. He offered to turn around & head home (he was nearly to Oklahoma by then), but I told him to hold off and wait until I knew more about what was going on. He told me to call him as soon as I knew something & that he'd spend his time praying til then.
Well.....I never heard back from the principal & when he stepped off the day care bus, I was standing there waiting. He was smiling & talking & carrying on like usual by then. I have no idea when it changed or what happened today (becaue I never could get anything out of him tonight), but he seems OK now.
I've emailed his principal tonight to let her know he's alright now. As it turns out, she let him sit in her office the rest of the afternoon & read books. That was great for Andrew so that he could take a break from reality & get some (apparently) much needed space. However, now I'm concerned that he might use this as a way to get out of class later on. Ya know? "Hey, that worked before...I think I'll try it again."
Please keep praying for Andrew. He is such a sweet boy. I KNOW that God has a big plan for him and I refuse to let go of my grip on him. He's going to make a mighty man of God out of his sweet kid and Satan is trying sooooooooo hard to drag him off to the pits. Larry & I are determined to keep our heels dug in and carry him before the throne every day. Usually, these breakdowns & rages are all "coincidentally" on the same day that some 'big thing' happened. We usually don't make the connection til later, but it's almost always a spiritual battle. I'm curious to see what happened today.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
One Year Ago today....
One year ago today I wrote the entries below. I'm copying & pasting it from the day I wrote it. Amazing...hard to believe it's been a year:
It's after midnight.......so today is officially the big day!
We have Sarah's birthday party at 10:00 this morning, then A&K will arrive this afternoon. Can't wait to get them here! I'm so excited. (But with the same sort of anticipation that I had while pregnant with Sarah....sort of a "oh my gosh" sort of excitement!)
The 2nd entry of the day:
I can see the regression already....Sarah says she's excited about Kourtney coming to live with her, yet already has mentioned how "they'll get all your attention...". She's crying & whining more, too.....
Last night, Savannah was crying & saying that she couldn't wait for things to "get back to normal" around here. I tried to explain that this week has been very hectic & that I realized how hard all of this had been..........but pretty soon we'd have a "new normal". I hope she understands that.
Samuel doesn't seem to be phased by things at all. Heck, he's just happy to finally have another boy to play with.
They are due here within the next couple of hours....pray for all of us to welcome them smoothly.
3rd & last entry:
The kids arrived today about 2 or 3.......can't remember which. It's only been a few hours & I'm totally wiped out! LOL! I guess it'll get easier as they learn how things work here & get into the routine of things.
We took a little family picture right after they got here, so if you want to see it, email me. (Lizreeves2@aol.com)
Larry's dad/grandmother stayed a little while before going home & leaving us with the kids. They had told us a couple days ago that they both like pizza, so that's what I made for supper. I bought 2 large-sized frozen pizzas & cooked them. Turns out, there wasn't enough for Larry & I!! We ordered 1 pizza for us from the local pizza place & just watched the kids eat til it got here. They all wanted to watch different things on TV, so we played a movie instead.
Boy can we tell that Andrew's ADHD med was wearing off! Oh boy! He really is a very sweet boy, but he was sooo hyper & busy tonight. I know that a lot of it is just being in a new house with all new things & he wanted to explore EVERYTHING, but I think a lot of it had to do with his medicine wearing down. He loves the bedroom he's sharing w/ Samuel & loves all the billion toys in their room. Samuel is adoring him, too! Nothing like having a partner in crime. I can tell we're going to have to keep the reigns on those two or we'll have little boys swinging from the ceiling fan blades soon!
Kourtney was a little withdrawn & quiet at first. She would talk to Larry & smile for him, but really didn't want to talk to me. I figure that it felt a little like someone was trying to replace her mama....and I don't want to do that at all. We're going to talk about Kelly & show her pictures as often as possible. But at the same time, I want her to love me, too. By bedtime, she was a little more relaxed. She told me several times that she misses her daddy & mentioned things her mom did for her several times. She is a sweet, sweet little girl!
Bedtime has been a bit of a struggle....trying to get everyone to lay down & shut up!!! We'll just continue to work with them. Once they all get used to being here, it won't seem as exciting as it does now & they'll lay down more easily, I bet!
Anyway.......that's about it for tonight. I'm am soooo tired. I'm going to go collapse now. :)
Thanks for all the love & prayers today. Keep 'em coming!
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Saturday Feb 10
Looks like I have a little catching up to do! Where to begin?
1. Sarah's class had a sub a few times this year that they really loved. When the news came that her teacher was leaving, I mentioned to Larry that it would be really nice if Mrs. S became their teacher since the class loved her so much. Well, Praise the Lord...that's who they've hired! Yahoo! Mrs. S will start on Monday. We will miss Mrs. Page, but I know that she's going where she feels called by God to be. She will do a great job at her new place. (Mrs. Page---please keep in touch. You have my email!)
2. We saw the psychiatrist this week with Andrew. He said that while Andrew certainly has the history & behavior patterns to diagnose RAD, he's going to hold off on that diagnosis until we rule out a child with out of control, severe ADHD. Since our initial reason for seeing him was to re-evaluate the ADHD meds, we're trying that route first. He mentioned that there are 5-6 different meds we may have to work through to find the right one, so this may be a long therapeutic relationship, but that's alright. Dr. S said we may very well come back to the RAD diagnosis, but he hates to give that diagnosis because it carries such a grim prognosis & paints such a bleak picture for the future. Of course there are varying degrees of RAD but they're very conservative with labeling a child as such. He said that while he's going to be conservative in labeling Andrew as RAD, he's going to be aggressive in treating him since so much is as stake & he is having so much trouble now.
3. Kourtney's higher dose of Concerta is working really well! We're so happy!
4. Andrew has continued to ask all sorts of really 'smart' questions about God ever since last Sunday. If he didn't actually get saved, he definately had a big ol' seed planted. I think we are going to go ahead & assume he did ask Jesus into his heart. It's hard to tell with "church kids" sometimes because they grow up believing the gospel & knowing it is truth, so they don't always have a "point in time" when it suddenly hits them that they need a savior....but more of a gradual thing over time where they just learn it & believe it & decide it's time to make it 'official'. We figure, if this wasn't the "real thing", it's not like God won't give him a secondchance later. :)
5. Today's memorial time for Kelly was very nice. I have pictures if you want to see! We got 7 balloons & released them at the grave, then went over to the scene of the wreck & put up a white cross. It was a nice day for it, too.
Friday, February 9, 2007
goodbyes
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
Two Cool Things!
Monday, February 5, 2007
1 year anniversaries this weekend
Also this weekend, we will remember the loss of Andrew & Kourtney's mom, Kelly Reeves. She died about 18 hours after Lisa on February 10, 2006. Kelly's death was just as tragic as Lisa's---a life lost so early & young. Kelly died from the injuries she sustained in a drunk driving accident. Kelly's loss is great as well. She left behind a husband of 5 (?) years (G) and two children, Andrew 8 & Kourtney 6. On Saturday, after Samuel's basketball game, we will travel to Elkhart to remember Kelly. We're going to the graveside to release balloons with messages to her attached, then we will go to the wreck site & place a white cross. The kids are looking forward to this.
Sadly, as the day of Kelly's death anniversary draws near, it's more obvious that Kourtney mourns her loss and Andrew still struggles with recognizing that there is a loss. He will tell you he misses his mom if you ask him about her, but more times than not, he acts like it's just another silly question you're asking. When I reminded him last week that the 1 yr. anniversary was coming up, he asked if we were going to have a party to celebrate. I'm sure he meant more along the lines of a memorial than a "celebration", but it was sort of an odd thing to ask still. He asked if we'd have cake & balloons. It just took me by surprise for him to ask that. Please continue to pray for healing of their loss.