What can I tell you ? I've had a writers block for two years and finally a
breakthrough. I'm so relived you have nooooo idea. I Can finally work on my
little book and try to blog here and there.
Here's whats been going on.. Jackie, I can't even bring myself to say her name
without feeling like a large brick is weighing down on my heart , however its a
realization that I came to grips with the day she went to Heaven. Leaving Sea
Cliff was one of the hardest things in my life believe it or not, I had such a
hard time with it and Jackie helped me thru that! Everyone else was busy and did
not keep in touch with me except for the occasional Face Book hello or text
message from someone. Jackie however was texting daily and setting dates aside
to see me. Since she passed, i'm actually afraid to step into Sea Cliff and see
some peeps. I'm so worried i'll just break down because Jackie is not there and
because I never actually had closure ( if that makes sense). At the time I left
that Village, I was also putting up fences and angry ... not a good combo.
Besides Jackie, the day we moved into Holbrook house I met Maureen and her son
Evan. Sadly a year and one half later, Maureen passed away. We had such little
time to get to know each other I felt.. but what I did know is that Nadine loved
Evan and I had to find David ( Evans Dad to keep the link, plus one of the last
times I saw Maureen she asked I keep Evan and Nadine together).. Little did I
know that her death would open up a New Beginning for me and I would have her
son Evan and her precious infant baby Ella in my life almost daily ( up until
recently anyway).. and of course her husband, my buddy David. Not only is Evan
the same age as Nadine , he was around all the time ( Still is) and its like a
built in play date for my girlie. I was holding and playing with Ella all the
time , it was great! David also became my "girlfriend" we would chat it up all
the time, while the kids played and had fun. Evan and Ella became family, as
well as David and his family. Face forward to now..David, has been dating
beautiful Debbie and soon i'm hoping that he will have her and her son Dylan in
his life from here forward..time will tell. Time is also telling whether or not
David will keep Nadine and I in their lives...
Since Maureen's passing, my cousin Mary, then my cousin Katie, my cousin Colleen
and I can't forget Laurie.. all passed away ( Laurie the exception, she passed
when I was pregnant with Nadine).
Anyway- I'm not sure what to do with these feelings. I do know that three of my
cousins passed from Cancer, so i'm on that ! I've gotten checks , procedures
..you name it. So far I'm in the clear.
Besides the deaths of all of these gorgeous girls, not to long ago I have
realized the one person I thought I could count on does not love me anymore.
(Its a sad thing when you realize that persons heart is not pounding for you
anymore). So this in itself by no means compares to what I've mentioned above ,
however it does feel like the death of a long era. I'll be honest, I thought
having Nadine in our lives meant our family was forever... but I was sadly
misguided by bad judgement on my part. Besides running a very busy Doctors
office, being a mommy to my beautiful Nadine, I am back to doing Karate again!
Its been literally 16 years. I have been yearning to go back , however I didn't
want to step on Nadine's toes since she is also doing Karate for nearly three
years. I'm loving it loving it and I've met such great people. The Sensei is so
accommodating and a AWESOME teacher, and the Sempais are gems. I really am so
grateful for everything I have! Besides my heart feeling a bit broken and
dealing with that , there is something else that's been going on, something i'll
address later on... but for now i'll say nite nite and edit this in a day or so.
:-)
New Beginnings
Thursday, July 7, 2016
Saturday, June 1, 2013
New Day
Today is a new day.
White clouds are moving slowly threw the lite blue sky , the sun is shining, its a beautiful day.
Yet, I ponder why you left me? I try to have new beginnings and try to keep smiling.
I'm making new friends and beautiful ones at that!
I'm continuing my days, continuing my nights, wondering where you are ? At times I close my eyes, with a deep breath can smell you as if you are next to me.
Closing my eyes and I can feel you in my arms and for a minute think you are there, close to my heart.
I'll see you again, this I know. Till then I'll wonder, I'll think of you , i'll
love you from where I am.
White clouds are moving slowly threw the lite blue sky , the sun is shining, its a beautiful day.
Yet, I ponder why you left me? I try to have new beginnings and try to keep smiling.
I'm making new friends and beautiful ones at that!
I'm continuing my days, continuing my nights, wondering where you are ? At times I close my eyes, with a deep breath can smell you as if you are next to me.
Closing my eyes and I can feel you in my arms and for a minute think you are there, close to my heart.
I'll see you again, this I know. Till then I'll wonder, I'll think of you , i'll
love you from where I am.
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Block!
I'm suppose to be working on a book, but I have writers block these few months and i'm unsure how to get passed it.
Monday, April 29, 2013
BIG GIRL
Every few weeks, days or months I feel like a new milestone is reached with Nadine, sometimes with myself as well.
This week particular was bittersweet. Nadine has her first loose tooth! For her this is so exciting. She's been waiting for this to happen for almost a year.
After all in School, its pure excitement when her friends and classmates loose a tooth.
Nadine walked up to me and said "Mommy my tooth is loose, feel it" as she wiggled it and slurred her words.
My finger lightly touched the top of it , and to my astonishment, one of her bottom teeth are in fact wiggly.
As I shared in Nadine's excitement, I couldn't stop smiling the entire night!
The following day was a different story, I realized she was loosing her baby teeth. The teeth I was there for when they started to grow in, the teeth I was there for when they bothered her, the teeth that have been with her for almost six years.
In addition to teeth emotions going on, during the passed week my arms have gotten tired and weaker as Nadine grows taller, its most difficult for me to pick her up.
This is the hardest emotion I've been dealing with. It seems like such a small thing, yet I'm sad that this time is ending. To boot, she's well aware I can barely pick her up , as she suggests to me "Mommy , maybe I should walk" Or "Mommy, can you ask Daddy to carry me to my bed, I'm too tired to walk". Those sentences as simple as they are, seem to make me tear up.
Yesterday while doing yard work, my neighbor came outside with her two gorgeous children. At some point she offered to take Nadine into their backyard , so Nadine can play on the swing set, as I continued my work. Normally, I am reluctant to allow Nadine to go anywhere without me, but I found myself saying "Sure, thank you and Nadine listen to Gabriella's Mommy". During my time , I got so much done. But it wasn't till the evening when my husband told me he was proud of me for allowing Nadine to go play across the way without me, that I realized not only did I feel comfortable with my neighbor, I felt comfortable with myself and I know it's good for Nadine to be apart from me ( for a little bit).
Now, I know some of you udge my paranoia, my craziness, however these three milestones were big, for Nadine and for myself. :-)
Oh.. I almost forgot to mention, I'm not a fan of chewing Gum, however, Nadine blew her first bubble this week and it was freaking awesome!
Time is moving, I can only move with it and take in my beautiful girly's "Big girl" life as she is about to turn six.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
What to get my Dad ?

He's never been one to impress ( needless to say, I've become that way as well).
Non the less, I need to get him something. But what ?
History shows, the gifts I've given him either he didn't like or just didn't show any thought when he opened the gift.( still not to sure on that front)
Yet still, I at 40 years old still feel the young girl in me trying to impress him with a cool gift, or a neat gift..something that will make him just think to himself "WOW this is a awesome gift".. Now just a few days away from his Birth-date, and he with my mother in Florida , the time is ticking and I must rock it or ill miss his Birthday.
After weeks of trying to figure it out, tonight i'm at a standstill.
I could get him wine, yet he has friends in high places who buy him wine frequently,
I could buy him another Irish Cap, but how many could I get him throughout the years ?
I could get him slippers, but that's my daughter Nadine's gig now at Christmas.
I could buy him some Golf thingy, yet thru the years of golf giving I realize that only he knows what he wants and likes and seriously..how many desk nick knacks can he have?
Well I sat in front of my lap top tonight and found a web site that sells it all! And by ALL I mean.. A Crazy amount of STUFF . "Something has got to be in this site" and finally my thoughts were answered. Just like that, there it was , ONE DOZEN COOKIES, all types wrapped in a brown box with a beautiful Orange Bow. "Dad loves Cookies", went thru my head as I gleamed at the internet page.
A Card to conclude the gift with a note to boot, it read from Nadine, Chuck and myself. Enclosed is a separate note from me that read "I LOVE YOU DAD, HAPPY BIRTHDAY". Just the three words "I love you" that should seal the deal, well for me anyway. Simple and True.
So we'll see what happens. Hopefully on March 23rd when his gift arrives during his stay in Florida, on his Birthday he'll open up the card and smile and think to himself "I love you too Patsy" ( Patsy is what he calls me)
Thursday, January 24, 2013
issues 101
No one ever gave me a heads up that having a child with a mild sensory issue as well as high anxiety was in the cards. Now before I say more, let me first say if you read all my other posts, you know I love my daughter so much! She's my girl! And what I'm about to disclose it not a real big deal, nor a health concern. I realize on the spectrum of things, my daily life is very easy and my child is healthy!
Yet this is a part of my life today, and you're apart of my blog.
Academically, Nadine is amazing. These days attending kindergarten is not what it was like, even a year ago ( per her teacher). Today they come home with 4 pages of homework.I try not to complain, why should I , Nadine does it! She's always been smart. NO brag, just a fact, when she was less then a year old, the pediatrician said "you may have a gifted child on your hands". At two, the pediatrician said "there is no question ,shes gifted". Having no idea what to do with that information, I just took it and rolled with it. I never expressed it to anyone, just my husband and I knew of the Doctors remarks. It's kind of a weird thing to hear. Plus I knew she was doing things kinda fast, but I knew no different, after all she's the only one, my first child. We just went with her flow and cheered her on. Someone once said to me "Don't rush her babyhood".. I thought to myself, i wasn't doing that, but she's doing these things, i'm not going to hold her back from it...
The thing about being "gifted" and I kinda don't like that term.. but the thing is it comes with a flip-side. Most children who are smart like her , have other things , "issues". For example, a little OCD, sensory issues as well as anxiety. These things NO parent wants to discuss. At first I did not want to touch the topic, after all my girl is so smart, why should I touch the other topics? So many people complement Nadine, for her beauty and intelligence, yet at times I can see the people looking at her was well as me, when she goes to wash her hands (which seems like a million times in a sitting). Then the times when she starts a new "hobby" such as soccer and stands in the field crying, or at the start of dance where she stood crying and clearly full of anxiety because she was uncomfortable..well other parents are quick to judge these things (i'll just put it at that). To the supportive Mommy's I thank you!
After speaking with a amazing child psychologist, someone who evaluated Nadine, I felt a better grasp on who Nadine was with her "issues". I also had questions answered to questions I didn't know I had about her past. I learned about how to make the little things in life a bit easier for Nadine as well as myself and my husband (it was like a parenting session).
The thing is, for Nadine, right now at 5.5 years old, if a room is not a temp she might be comfortable with, clothes are her issues and if she's not comfortable, then panic sets in, I have to be ready with extra clothes for her to change into, out of, you name it! At times her hands feel sticky ( in her mind), so washing hands or wiping them is essential for her. Having wipes or near a sink is a requirement these days. As I blog on, i'll get into more of a detail about some things that go on, when it goes on.
As I conclude this post, I need to apologize for at anytime I judged a parent who had what I thought was the "bad"kid in the store, or the child who had sandals on in the winter, i'd like to apologize to that parent, for I have judged you in the past and I will never judge again.
Friday, January 11, 2013
well its been a long time...
It's been a crazy several months.I have a lot to write about. I kinda had writers block. But I think I got it back...so i'll start off with what is on my mind tonight.
As Nadine had a rough start to Kindergarten,who would of thought that I'd have a daughter who hid under the bed so she could skip the second day of School.
As she ran down the hallway , I had no idea that hiding under the bed and crying was what was about to occur that morning. I had no clue i'd have a child that does this sort of thing. You see, I watch Super-nanny and when I see kids do this sort of thing I think to myself "I'm so glad Nadine is not like that".
Well as visions of Super-nanny ran through my head, and Nadine literally having a crying temper tantrum laying under the master bedroom bed, on the dusty wood floor I had to think quick and keep calm. ( because guess what, I had to get to my new job and not be late... that's correct NEW JOB).
Anyway, that morning was the start to many days of Nadine having a breakdown before her start to Kindergarten day. That morning was the start to many days of Mommy ( me) crying on the way to work , feeling so sad for my little girl ( of course she saw a smile on my face , as I reassured her she'd be safe and sound in School, and would learn and have fun). After all , I was told if I sent my child to pre-k , 5 days of week then she would have NO problem leaving for Kindergarten. Well, i'm here to tell you this is untrue. My poor gal had such anxiety.
After a couple of weeks of hardship, Nadine was happy to go to School. In fact at times, I have to ask for a hug and kiss before I watch her run through the School doors. I'm so happy she is loving School!
As Nadine had a rough start to Kindergarten,who would of thought that I'd have a daughter who hid under the bed so she could skip the second day of School.
As she ran down the hallway , I had no idea that hiding under the bed and crying was what was about to occur that morning. I had no clue i'd have a child that does this sort of thing. You see, I watch Super-nanny and when I see kids do this sort of thing I think to myself "I'm so glad Nadine is not like that".
Well as visions of Super-nanny ran through my head, and Nadine literally having a crying temper tantrum laying under the master bedroom bed, on the dusty wood floor I had to think quick and keep calm. ( because guess what, I had to get to my new job and not be late... that's correct NEW JOB).
Anyway, that morning was the start to many days of Nadine having a breakdown before her start to Kindergarten day. That morning was the start to many days of Mommy ( me) crying on the way to work , feeling so sad for my little girl ( of course she saw a smile on my face , as I reassured her she'd be safe and sound in School, and would learn and have fun). After all , I was told if I sent my child to pre-k , 5 days of week then she would have NO problem leaving for Kindergarten. Well, i'm here to tell you this is untrue. My poor gal had such anxiety.
After a couple of weeks of hardship, Nadine was happy to go to School. In fact at times, I have to ask for a hug and kiss before I watch her run through the School doors. I'm so happy she is loving School!
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Happy Birthday!
Today , June 13, 2012 I turned forty. Every year on my Birthday I call my mother to wish her a Happy Birthday too, after all she got me here. I also present her with a flower , which I intend to do tomorrow.
Turning forty is very strange. When I was a little girl, and even a older teenager I thought at forty I'd have three children and look like a seventy year old ( that was my perspective of a forty year old).
The reality is, I am a young forty year old. Its true! I am happy with my age
( Although, thirty seven has a ring to it). At forty, I have a five year old daughter, I'm married nearly 15 years ( June 28th) and I have a great house on Long Island.
The only thing at forty years old that makes me uncomfortable is the fact that my parents are getting older as well and I'm terrified about them not being here.
I seriously don't know how to deal with that, so I just put it aside.
At forty, I want to be closer then I am to both my sisters and make my marraige something for others to crave. At forty, I want to work on being a outstanding role model to my daughter and my neices and nephews. Corny as it may sound, I want to work on making the world better for the next generations.
Over the passed few years since Nadine was born, during her toddler years friends have come and gone, specially since I moved from Sea Cliff to Holbrook. Although just a 50 minute ride, many friends have simply "dissed" me. A few, which I can count on one hand have stayed in touch despite the busy lives they lead, weather it be a phone call, thru facebook, emailing, texting , and meeting up. For those of you, I am so grateful. WIth this I have learned to select my friends wisely. I am a very giving person, I love my friends and I take pride in the friendships we share-they are important to me.
At forty I'm looking forward to a change in jobs, possibly more hours ( I only have one child and she'll be in Kindergarten), I look forward to writing more and working on a book ( maybe more). At forty, I welcome new friends and hopefully a Boxer doggie is waiting for us ( i know i'm waiting ).
Tonight I glanced in on her sleeping and I recalled this lovely evening after dinner, she persued to her bedroom where she changed from her play clothes into a pretty dress ( a fourth of July Dress). Her intention was to look pretty when she sang Happy Birthday to me with Daddy. She makes me feel that I am the luckiest Mommy in the world!
I'm nervous about whats to come once Nadine attends Kindergarten. Those years of her and I going to parks and playing all day, reading books and coloring are coming to a end and are slowly changing to a full day at School-for her, after school activities , more playdates and boyfriends ( well.... not yet on that one). As I am sad that these five years have gone so fast, I'm excited to see what her and my next adventure will be.
Turning forty is very strange. When I was a little girl, and even a older teenager I thought at forty I'd have three children and look like a seventy year old ( that was my perspective of a forty year old).
The reality is, I am a young forty year old. Its true! I am happy with my age
( Although, thirty seven has a ring to it). At forty, I have a five year old daughter, I'm married nearly 15 years ( June 28th) and I have a great house on Long Island.
The only thing at forty years old that makes me uncomfortable is the fact that my parents are getting older as well and I'm terrified about them not being here.
I seriously don't know how to deal with that, so I just put it aside.
At forty, I want to be closer then I am to both my sisters and make my marraige something for others to crave. At forty, I want to work on being a outstanding role model to my daughter and my neices and nephews. Corny as it may sound, I want to work on making the world better for the next generations.
Over the passed few years since Nadine was born, during her toddler years friends have come and gone, specially since I moved from Sea Cliff to Holbrook. Although just a 50 minute ride, many friends have simply "dissed" me. A few, which I can count on one hand have stayed in touch despite the busy lives they lead, weather it be a phone call, thru facebook, emailing, texting , and meeting up. For those of you, I am so grateful. WIth this I have learned to select my friends wisely. I am a very giving person, I love my friends and I take pride in the friendships we share-they are important to me.
At forty I'm looking forward to a change in jobs, possibly more hours ( I only have one child and she'll be in Kindergarten), I look forward to writing more and working on a book ( maybe more). At forty, I welcome new friends and hopefully a Boxer doggie is waiting for us ( i know i'm waiting ).
Tonight I glanced in on her sleeping and I recalled this lovely evening after dinner, she persued to her bedroom where she changed from her play clothes into a pretty dress ( a fourth of July Dress). Her intention was to look pretty when she sang Happy Birthday to me with Daddy. She makes me feel that I am the luckiest Mommy in the world!
I'm nervous about whats to come once Nadine attends Kindergarten. Those years of her and I going to parks and playing all day, reading books and coloring are coming to a end and are slowly changing to a full day at School-for her, after school activities , more playdates and boyfriends ( well.... not yet on that one). As I am sad that these five years have gone so fast, I'm excited to see what her and my next adventure will be.
Friday, June 8, 2012
Bittersweet....

Today was Nadine's "Moving Up Day" at her Pre-K.
What can I say, IT WAS SO CUTE!
However, the entire thing is very bittersweet. What I mean by "ENTIRE THING" is that, well.. one day I'm dropping my kid off at pre-k in tears (myself included shedding those tears), and in a blink she's five years old and running around with her friends not fully reliant on me.
The Moving Up Presentation came and went. A few of the parents, as well as Nadine, Charles and myself hung out infront of the School and chatted it up. I started to recall the first day I dropped Nadine off for School.
I was a mess! Transferring to a new community, switching pre-k programs within a couple weeks of school starting, as well as her surgery ahead of us, (it was a crazy time). I had a horrible time saying goodbye to her that first day. Those first few moments of "sending her off", I contemplated the idea of homeschooling and I questioned weather or not that kind of setting would be ordeal for her and I (serioulsy, it was a thought.. a very serious thought. However I was not a teacher, and there was a teacher inside the building waiting. Yet during those moments of stress, the idea of homeschooling had becoming appealing).
Today I watched Nadine run around, play on the School grass with her peers, attentive to how much she has grown. Nadine gave Gwen a hug, both smiling and giggles as they imitated the boys. At that moment, I realized sending her to pre-k was a decision I'm glad I made. She has many new friends, has learned to socialize, be independent and most of all, she loved school, learning and was so happy with her classmates and teachers.
Unsure if having another child is in the cards for us, I am content with my decision made five years ago. Changing my career, work part time and stay home with Nadine, has been one of the best decisions I have made for myself as well as she. I have enjoyed every moment!
Five years has gone very fast. Uncertain what next year will bring, I know for sure that Kindergarten will be awesome for my girl and I can't wait to hear her stories at the dinnertable of her daily adventures.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
String bean anyone ?
DUCKS! oh yes, they have visited our backyard yesterday.
As I walked out the kitchen door into our porch, I peered to the right and outside of the screen, on the very green newly rained on grass were two beautiful Ducks. To my astonishment, they were waddling around and moving toward Nadine's blow up pool which had remnants of water lingering in it from the hot, play, pool day, the day before.
Asking my husband to pick Nadine up so she can look out of the kitchen window and view the Ducks, I quickly grabbed the camera to get a few pictures. As the Ducks waddled around the yard, quacking away, I pondered, what were they talking about?
This Spring has been wonderful in our new home. I am enjoying our yard intensely. My only regret is not purchasing a farm instead. I am growing fruits and Vegetables! I'm having a great time in the Garden almost daily.
Our neighbors are wonderful , the area is lovely.
Surrounding our streets ,are woodlands. Once in a while if you drive slow enough, you can see Deer peaking out of the shady trees of the forests. Its just beautiful.
One hot day last week, having a blast running and jumping through the sprinkler, Nadine was as happy as can be! Glancing at her smile, I hoped that , this moment stay with me for a lifetime. I never want to forget it!
For Nadine, possibly running through the Sprinkler is a simple thing, yet hearing her pretend thoughts and listening to her laugh, are priceless to me.
Continuing to watch Nadine play, she ran over to me and said "Mommy, I love our house, I love our backyard".
As I walked out the kitchen door into our porch, I peered to the right and outside of the screen, on the very green newly rained on grass were two beautiful Ducks. To my astonishment, they were waddling around and moving toward Nadine's blow up pool which had remnants of water lingering in it from the hot, play, pool day, the day before.
Asking my husband to pick Nadine up so she can look out of the kitchen window and view the Ducks, I quickly grabbed the camera to get a few pictures. As the Ducks waddled around the yard, quacking away, I pondered, what were they talking about?
This Spring has been wonderful in our new home. I am enjoying our yard intensely. My only regret is not purchasing a farm instead. I am growing fruits and Vegetables! I'm having a great time in the Garden almost daily.
Our neighbors are wonderful , the area is lovely.
Surrounding our streets ,are woodlands. Once in a while if you drive slow enough, you can see Deer peaking out of the shady trees of the forests. Its just beautiful.
One hot day last week, having a blast running and jumping through the sprinkler, Nadine was as happy as can be! Glancing at her smile, I hoped that , this moment stay with me for a lifetime. I never want to forget it!
For Nadine, possibly running through the Sprinkler is a simple thing, yet hearing her pretend thoughts and listening to her laugh, are priceless to me.
Continuing to watch Nadine play, she ran over to me and said "Mommy, I love our house, I love our backyard".
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
My Favorite Sound
Its been almost two weeks since we put Hannah to rest. What can I say, I miss my dog!
Tonight, arriving home from work was the first time on a late Monday night that my dog wasn't there to greet me with her beautiful black eyes, her awesome wiggly bum and tail and her unconditional love. I absolutely hate it, that she's not here.
When I think back to the day we put her to sleep, to the exact moment I realized she wasn't here, but her body was still with us, I melted down in cry. As soon as the injection was put into her vein, within seconds she was not there. Just like that it was over. I was glad she was no longer in pain, I was happy she was not uncomfortable, but in that instinct her whole life with us flashed in front of me. A feeling of sadness, which I have never felt before hit me like a ton of bricks!
I miss everything about my dog, I miss her smell, her hair, her look, her playfulness, her funny her, and her kisses, her laying next to me, her sleeping sounds, her drinking out of her water bowl ( which was always one of my favorite sounds). In a flash, all of her was gone.
Arriving home after the ordeal of sending her off to "heaven" ( as I tell my daughter), I had to put her stuff away. Her stainless steel water bowl which she drank from for 10 years , her toys, her bed. Realizing she wasn't returning, again I cried. I cried so hard I actually vomited, then dry heaved for over a hour.
Now a couple weeks into this, the sadness is still with me, the missing her hard is infront of me and stays with me, lingering like a buzzing bee that will not go away. I'm mad now. Mad that life dealt these cards. I'll be honest, 6 months ago as discussion took place with my husband and father about a trip to attend during the upcoming June, someone said "we need someone to watch Hannah, if she's still alive". I replied insisting that was a insane comment , that Hannah would always be here.
I always knew that there'd be a time Hannah would go, but not now. I seriously thought she'd be the dog that made it into the Guiness World Book of Records. I had these dreams that she would live till she was 20! Part of me thought that she'd always be here with me. As I type this , pondering now, how ridiculous my denial was.
I miss my dog. Plain and simple. She is not there in my yard with me as I do gardening. She's not there with me as I live. I can't throw her a ball and her bring it back to me. She's not going to see my daughter Nadine grow up. I'm never going to here her bark again. She's just not going to be here. Hannah has been with me for 10.5 years ( since she's 3 months old). My friend, my pal, my baby.
I'm told to remember the good times. I do! I think she's here with me at time, in spirit. But I'm still so mad, and so terribly sad. I miss my dog! My white, beautiful Boxer Baby!
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Another Day
Its almost two weeks since Hannah received her Diagnosis of Lymphocitic leukemia ( i'm still not totally sure how to spell it). However, the symptoms that expelled itself this past weekend were certainly not fair to my Hannah.
Chuck picked up new medication for Hannah in help to relieve her symptoms. Many ups and downs on Saturday day into the night, we were so close to bringing Hannah to the Animal Hospital to have her put to rest. However once the steroids and antibiotics kicked in, Hannah has been much more comfortable. In fact her appetite has been better! That all said, she's still wagging her tail when she greets us, despite her attempts to play, her body just prefers to be at rest or walk around slow.
Today when I awoke, I looked at her and noticed even with a appetite, her body is becoming frailer. The day is getting closer when she'll be ready to say goodbye. After numerous conversations with the veteranarian, he has suggested that her days will become more about sleeping, then about waking up and being a dog. This has made me realize , her time is coming ( or going ) fast. We are enjoying her every moment since we still have it. The pain has subsided a bit from my stomach because I realize Hannah has given us the best 10.5 years ! She has shown us unconditional love and is a friend that never turns away. Making us laugh on a daily basis, she has always been there for us. Its our turn to be there for her and make the best decision for her. I know now, that very soon we will need to have her sleep. Although painful for us,it will be the best decision we will make for her. We will keep her memory alive and honor such a great companion, by letting our daughter know that when we brought her home from the hospital, besides being wary of her infant cries, Hannah has been by her side. Hannah has let her play dress up on her, cuddle her, tug her and chase her.
Hannah will always be part of us, we will hold her in our soul and we will have pictures around to remind us that love doesn't come at a price, its right there infront of you if you let it in. The day that we found Hannah at a puppy store , taught us what a Puppy store really was, and that Hannah needed to come home with us and not stay there. That very day we opened our hearts to Hannah and she allowed us in hers. How lucky are we!! Hannah has taught us about the Boxer Breed and about the beautiful White Boxer. This is a incredible breed! Loyal, loving, fun, great with children, a protector, and always playing.
I recalled a time when Nadine wanted to fall a sleep with Hannah. It was always the cutest. I'm grateful my husband captured this moment. We can show these pictures to Nadine and continue to teach her to love and treat animals with respect. Hannah and her have been buddies and i'm so grateful for that!
Monday, April 23, 2012
My HANNAH
After noticing a significant change with Hannah which happened very quickly, I was glad her routine check up was coming up. Besides her arthritis being worse then ever, she was not eating as well, her activity level decreased, and she is on her bed almost the day. At her check up, xrays revealed her arthritis was in fact horrible and is causing spinal problems, however with a increase of her medication, as well as pain medication, she'll live out a little longer being more comfortable. Forgetting she had blood taken, the next day the Veterinarian called with devastating news. Hannah has a aggressive type of Leukemia, giving her 3-6 weeks of life, from the onset of symptoms. This has made me horribly sad. Realizing Hannah has had stage one tumor removed at age 7, her arthritis showing her age, I still thought even though over 10, she'd be here with us forever.
After given the results of her blood work, the Vet went on to talk about options, however because of her advanced arthritis, her age, as well as the aggression of the disease, he didn't recommend treatment. We could bring her in and have her put to rest before it advances, or take it day to day. I choose, day to day right now. Being given the "power" to put her to sleep, is a weird feeling, specially since she wags her tail so much, attempts to play ( even if its for only a couple minutes), and she's loving us still. I've never felt this way before, I feel a constant pain in my stomach about this, about her not being here with us.I'm a very lucky person. Both my parents are alive, I have never dealt with losing someone I love so much and not be ready to say goodbye. My cats who were both almost 14 when they died, I knew it was their time and new they were not well. We just moved into this house with a outstanding property and Hannah has not had a full year to enjoy it. I mad, and in almost disbelief about the diagnosis.
I need her to give me a sign that it's her time. So for today , as she finished a smaller portion of her breakfast and is wagging her tail when she awakes, i'll see what the next day brings.
During the rest of her time here with us, i'll write about all the things that are flashing in my mind about her puppy-hood, About the funny things she does, about her being a fantastic friend and family member.
Monday, March 5, 2012
THE LONG ISLAND EXPRESSWAY
Since we moved, I have learned a lot about commuting via the Long Island Expressway.
There's no Science to traveling on this ( besides being safe), however what I can say is this, when it works well, it sure works well! Everyone is moving at the same speed , no cops are pulling anyone over since we are all perusing a 70 mph race to our destination, and at 6am the sun is starting to rise and if your timing is just right, the sky looks heavenly.
However, this past Sunday besides a cloudy sky and misty rain fall, no one on the road was driving the way they were supposed too and this meant my ride to work was going to be dreadful, annoying and long. As I approached to pass exit 54 my eyes caught glimpse of something black to my left on the HOV lane. Quickly I had to look and what I saw is a sight that a animal lover, like myself never wants to see again. It was a black Rottweiler Doggie walking slow in a circle on the HOV lane, panting. As I slowed down I thought to myself I could pull over and try to get him, but my fast thoughts of rescue came to a stop when I picked up my cell phone and pressed "emergency". A lady answered and said "whats your emergency" I replied, I just saw a large Rottweiler with a brown collar in the HOV lane near exit 54. She says to me "oh, I think he just got hit by a car, a officer is on the way". I was heartbroken! I thought to myself how could this animal get on the LIE? We are between exits.. didn't make sense to me. In that second I saw a black Range Rover truck pulled over in the HOV lane. I continued with my drive to work and my thoughts were with this poor dog.
Expressing my feelings to co-workers, one of the lovely lady's I work with suggested I call the police Precinct and inquire about the dog. I did just that. I spoke to a officer who was at the "scene" and explained to me, the dog was striked by a car and is in a animal hospital. He said that the dog had its head out the window of the vehicle it was in and decided to jump out!
( I wonder if the truck-car I saw ahead was the ower).
Anyway- I was relieved that the dog was now out of harms way and i'll continue to investigate on the dogs well-being.
This all said, I learned two lessons. First, not to allow my Hannah's head to stick out the window when she is in the car with me. Second, that when you are traveling on the Long Island Expressway "EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED". Because just when you think you've seen it all, a Large Rottweiler is running in a circle in the HOV lane on a very busy Expressway!
Thursday, March 1, 2012
HOLY PLAY-DATE!
A few weeks before Winter Break arrived, I was speaking to a couple mom's as Nadine ran around with their kids after pre-k, one of the Mother's asked us if we'd like to come over their house for a play-date. This sounded fantastic! I was so excited ( for me as well), Nadine could have her play-date and I could have mine ( with a couple of Moms). Or could I ???
That night I received a email from the Mom who invited us over and it read "Hi Patricia, would Nadine like to come over during Winter Break for a play-date, let me know what day would work".
At that moment, I felt the walls starting to close on me, my heart was pounding, because the realization that this was a possible "Drop off" was hitting me hard. I've been dreading that question since Nadine was born. A drop off can mean so many things, besides the possibility of Nadine having fun, she could hurt herself during a drop off, what if the parents are crazy's!
( seriously I've heard the stories), or what if she decides to walk out the front door and not watch where she's going and gets hit by a car??? These are the things that were going through mind.
Once I settled down, took a deep breath , I expressed to my husband that Nadine was invited over for a "Drop off", feeling confident he'd make me feel secure in the inevitable drop-off play-date. He did not!!! He said "come on , you know, absolutely not".
That's when I knew I had to send a email back requesting that I come as well. The words I slowly typed asked "would it be o.k if I come as well, I'd be happy to bring lunch".
Unfortunately I did not hear back from the Mom. I realized she must not be fond of me. (After all I'm the mother who is paranoid and wont drop her kid off)...
It was a Monday, when it was time to face the music. As I held Nadine's hand walking through the parking lot , toward the School doors, there was the MOM! (The moment I had not looked forward too, but I knew at some point this week, we'd run into each other). She gazed over at me and nicely said "Ohhh I'm sorry I didn't respond to your email, I've been so busy, YES come over with Nadine, the other Moms are coming too". I gave Nadine a kiss and hug and wished her well at her pre-school day and I happily skipped back to the car ( Well....not really skipped, but I wanted to).
The day came when it was Nadine's play-date at her classmates house. When we arrived, I was so happy to see a couple other moms, as well as Nadine's friends. This day represented a new start of friends for Nadine and I. In addition I could breathe better knowing the "Drop off" wont happen just yet.
Saturday, January 21, 2012
OUR CAT
Well he's not "our cat", but he takes rest outside under Nadine's bedroom window, or on the mat on our front porch almost daily catching warm sunlight. I've tried giving him food, but clearly he's not starving as he turns his nose up to it. At first, I thought "go to your property, where ever it is", but now I'm fond of the orange tabby. If I don't see him at least once a day, I kinda miss his presence. Each night, as the sun goes down I notice that cat strolling thru our yard,and effortlessly without warning jumps the backyard fence. His little white paws land himself in the neighbors patch of grass, he quicky runs away and is no longer in my sight. I'll never know where that cat goes, but tomorrow if the sun is shining on our front yard he'll definitely be back.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Surgery take II
There's something to be said for the little lives that endure surgery, a illness and experience a hospital. What can I say? I'm glad its over! For us. I wonder for the other children who will need the care of a hospital, what do they feel going thru their ordeals. I am brought back to the morning of Nadines surgery, we arrived at 4:45 am as instructed, hubby dropped us to the main entrance ( and he went to park the Jeep. I carried Nadine in thru a hallway painted with planets, I remember the security officer's greeting us. We were the only people walking thru the- not- lit -up atrium of Cohen's children's hospital. It was do quiet! The quietness in this re-done of a beauty of a hospital, was a little weird, yet it gave me time, as a mother to gather myself and start to meditate on what would be a nerve raking experience.
You see, as a parent who brings there child in to a O.R , and watching the child get "put under", it is no easy task. I imagine some parents reconsider, as the surgeon said to me "if you back out while we are there, we can't schedule again for a few weeks, we don't just go back in later today, this is not going to be easy". HE was right! It is not easy. I thought being her second surgery, i'd have no problem. Nadine was nervous as I carried her, walking passed all the operating rooms, where procedures were underway. When we arrived to her destination, standing in the well-lit up space, was the Surgical technician, the Anesthesiologist, the surgeons and two lovely nurses, ( one of which would be escorting me out of the room with in minutes).
No direction was needed, I knew what to do. Everyone was standing around me waiting for my kew. I turned to Nadine as I sat her on the operating room table and pulled my mask down,so she can see my face. I asked very quickly for everyone else to do so "Nadine doesn't like the masks, please- till she's sleeping take it off". Within seconds, a mask was put over her face and she cried for me, holding me tightly "Mamma , don't let them put that on my face,please" the words daily i'm recall "mamma please, mamma , mamma" NOT mommy, not mom...she said "mamma". In a few seconds, she was sleeping. As tears rolled down her cheeks, it was time for me to turn around and walk out. The Nurse, said to me "I know this is hard"..I was silent. In those moments, the thoughts and prayers were flying all thru my mind. As I was almost to meet up with the husband, it was time to get composed. I didn't want him to see me upset, otherwise this would upset him, ...It's stressful enough the anticipation of the surgery, that two hysterical parents wouldn't help anyone.
Waiting for Nadine's surgery to end, was like waiting for the Moon the to touch the Earth. It seemed like it would never happen. But when it did and we saw a Doctor stepping toward us, it was as if the clouds came apart, the sun shone down on him and sparkles were all around him . Seriously, I felt like a choir was going to start signing!
When we saw Nadine, she was awake and chatting with the hospital staff around her. One of the nurses said "she's amazing, she's awake, groggy, drugged, but asking about all the stuff around her".
At the moment I looked at her face, I knew she was stronger for experiencing this. I knew she'll be o.k and life has a big plan for her!
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Trick or Treat
Halloween was fantastic! Funny in many ways. Charles and I enjoyed watching Nadine skip and jump from house to house with her cousins. Cousin Kelly & Tim invited us to join her crew for treating! Nadine had a blast with their girls, Lia and Olivia.
Interesting enough, we had noticed Nadine taking a little longer after the candy landed in the pumpkin bucket. I realized she was introducing herself, "my name is Nadine, whats your name?". Daddy and I laughed , because it was just like her to do this.
After a few more houses, things were taking longer at each residence. I followed her right to one of the doorways, where she was taking her time speaking to the lovely lady looking in her candy bowl. I heard Nadine repeatedly say "I want the same candy , you are giving to the other girls". The lady, kindly walked into her house and returned with Nadine's request. Then the Lady asked to search for the candy she initially put in Nadine's bucket. My little girl, turned and said "you can't do that, you gave it to me". She said thank you and walked away with big smiles running to show me what she conquered. In awe of my daughter I still had to bring this to attention. I said to Nadine "Honey, you can't do that, you get what you get". Just then, Nadine looked up at me and said "But Mommy, that's not fair, and all the houses are giving different candy to Lia and Olivia then me". We continue walking and I thought, shes right, she can do it , she's asking nicely and she's getting lots of candy from her request! In addition to the candy first thrown in her pumpkin bucket, she's asking for more! Wow, that's my girl!
At each house I tried to tune in to what she explained to the nice people handing out Halloween treats. At one of the doorways, I heard a elderly lady say, "why don't you like the one I gave you", Nadine said "you have so many different kind in that bowl, you can't just give me the one you choose if it's not my favorite". In conclusion, the lady reached into her bowl of goodies and took the one Nadine wanted and put it in her Pumpkin bucket. Nadine said "thank you", turned and smiled, running to the red radio-flyer wagon where she retreated with Olivia to rest their tired legs. What a awesome Halloween!
Thursday, October 6, 2011
ONE BIG STEP FOR MAN-KIND
As I parked the car, in the lot of the School, I took the key out of the ignition when Nadine announced to me (in a matter-of-fact kinda voice), "Mommy lets leave blankie and the kitty on my car seat till you come pick me up".
I quietly asked her "are you sure honey". She replied "yes, I'm sure, now lets go". We walked away from the car, toward the teachers, other parents and kids waiting to go into the class rooms. When we arrived at the doorway, she looked up at me with her pretty lite blue eyes, and puckered her lips. I knelt down and gave her a kiss. "See you in a little while, I love you" I said. "I love you Mommy", Nadine replied.
Friday, September 9, 2011
And she's off........
Wednesday a bittersweet afternoon. Sending Nadine off to pre-k was such a weird experience for me.
It's hard to believe that just over 4 years ago,I held Nadine in my arms almost every minute of the day.
From toddler to little girl, it's a adjustment for me.
It's almost like , we are getting to know each other again.
I realize Nadine still needs me, but before four years old she needed me in a different way.
Today is a battle as she expresses herself more and more! ( Battle for me).
I question myself almost daily, "should I have given her a time out for that", "am I a good mother"
"should I say no more", "am I doing the right thing", "should I say Yes more" ( needless to say, I'm watching alot of "nanny 911" lately ).
I dread the day she goes to Kindergarten, because in my eyes, that's it! She'll be in school all day. I wont see her again till she's graduated from High School, and then its off to College and then .... well who knows. ( Projecting is the worst)
One of the best decisions I made was to be a stay at home Mother ( working part time).
It's a tough one to make these days, due to financial aspects of living in this tough economy.
I recall when I gave up selling real estate, I questioned the decision because I loved "making a deal".
I loved when a seller would sign the listing papers for me to represent the sale of their property! It was a great feeling.
I loved going out with customers, clients, going to dinner with the bosses and celebrations!
Not to mention the commission checks.
The decision to stay home with Nadine and persue a part time job came very easy for me. When I was told to stop working and put on a "modified bed-rest", I was given time to think about what I wanted to do and I realized
I waited to be a mom and it was my time to just do it, and enjoy it for her and I.
I'm lucky! For these four years I spent every day with her, every night I put her to bed, everyday I gave her lunch,every morning we had breakfast together, played and cuddled, almost nightly we sat as a family and ate dinner together! I sat and showed her how to write her name, I sat with her on the couch and gave her , her first crayon and watched her color for the first time ( A REAL PICTURE), I watched her take her first steps, roll over, she needed me the entire day, and I was able to be there for her. I was able to bring her to the parks , most days twice a day! I was able to take in every moment she was a toddler! I heard her laugh throughout the day, I was there for her when she cried. Despite the fact , hubby and I had to cut back on expenses to do all this, it was soooo worth it. Its time i'll never get back.
Today, even though for just half the day, I know in a couple hours , she'll run out of pre-k with open arms , run up to me and give me a hug.
The ride home will be all about her few hours in pre-k and i'll drive with open ears listening.
At home , we will open her bag and search for her projects of the day.
For the rest of the evening, i'll be ready to say "no" , to say "yes" and to be there for her. I'll be there for my little girl.
It's hard to believe that just over 4 years ago,I held Nadine in my arms almost every minute of the day.
From toddler to little girl, it's a adjustment for me.
It's almost like , we are getting to know each other again.
I realize Nadine still needs me, but before four years old she needed me in a different way.
Today is a battle as she expresses herself more and more! ( Battle for me).
I question myself almost daily, "should I have given her a time out for that", "am I a good mother"
"should I say no more", "am I doing the right thing", "should I say Yes more" ( needless to say, I'm watching alot of "nanny 911" lately ).
I dread the day she goes to Kindergarten, because in my eyes, that's it! She'll be in school all day. I wont see her again till she's graduated from High School, and then its off to College and then .... well who knows. ( Projecting is the worst)
One of the best decisions I made was to be a stay at home Mother ( working part time).
It's a tough one to make these days, due to financial aspects of living in this tough economy.
I recall when I gave up selling real estate, I questioned the decision because I loved "making a deal".
I loved when a seller would sign the listing papers for me to represent the sale of their property! It was a great feeling.
I loved going out with customers, clients, going to dinner with the bosses and celebrations!
Not to mention the commission checks.
The decision to stay home with Nadine and persue a part time job came very easy for me. When I was told to stop working and put on a "modified bed-rest", I was given time to think about what I wanted to do and I realized
I waited to be a mom and it was my time to just do it, and enjoy it for her and I.
I'm lucky! For these four years I spent every day with her, every night I put her to bed, everyday I gave her lunch,every morning we had breakfast together, played and cuddled, almost nightly we sat as a family and ate dinner together! I sat and showed her how to write her name, I sat with her on the couch and gave her , her first crayon and watched her color for the first time ( A REAL PICTURE), I watched her take her first steps, roll over, she needed me the entire day, and I was able to be there for her. I was able to bring her to the parks , most days twice a day! I was able to take in every moment she was a toddler! I heard her laugh throughout the day, I was there for her when she cried. Despite the fact , hubby and I had to cut back on expenses to do all this, it was soooo worth it. Its time i'll never get back.
Today, even though for just half the day, I know in a couple hours , she'll run out of pre-k with open arms , run up to me and give me a hug.
The ride home will be all about her few hours in pre-k and i'll drive with open ears listening.
At home , we will open her bag and search for her projects of the day.
For the rest of the evening, i'll be ready to say "no" , to say "yes" and to be there for her. I'll be there for my little girl.
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