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Here go the Essential Oil images I have created thus far:
by Dana
*Please do NOT edit these images or place your business URL on them and please link back where appropriate.*
Here go the Essential Oil images I have created thus far:
by Dana
I’ve been on hiatus. Or would you call it a vacation? It hasn’t been much of one in life, but online it has for certain.
I just haven’t had the time to put effort into blogging like I need to because the house and the kids have needed me so much more. It’s one of those seasons in life – one where I try to keep up while feeling like I’m just barely making it and trudging along. It will get better but for now, I’m just a head above drowning in it all.
This week has been a medication adjustment week for Jackson. Last week he broke through with a seizure. Just when you think you can breath again, you stop and you realize this may never end.
It will never get easier walking in to see my baby breathless – lifeless – wondering if he’s going to come out of this one – running to grab the Diastat just to make the seizures stop. It’s something only a seizure parent can understand. It’s become a fear for me, wondering when a seizure will hit us next and how many more will follow. Wondering if the next one will take my son from me.
I can honestly say, I didn’t fear this disorder until now. I didn’t fear it with Emma. I was beginning to with Laycie. But with Jackson, fear has set me on edge. Just how easily they could be gone has become reality.
I watch daily as friends battle this same disorder with these same fears I have. I watch daily as friends share how other seizure mother’s have lost their babies – both young and older children. And I see the same fear I carry in their posts, their statements, their shares. Nothing can prepare us for this.
It’s life – and we live it daily because we have to. We watch others who take the simple things for granted: like playing on a slide or crying it out to sleep. Our children can’t do these things without us holding our breath and waiting to hold them just in case a seizure happens.
I didn’t come here to talk about Epilepsy tonight but somehow it consumes our life. It IS our life. There’s no way around it, no changing it, no ignoring it and no moving forward from it. It’s here every day affecting how we live.
And so we wait to see what tomorrow is going to bring.
by Dana
I have taken a few days away from writing blog posts, except for reviews, and I’ve been concentrating on my photography for the past week. I’ve also been working on our family’s tree and doing some much needed housework. The mix of everything has definitely been keeping me busy.
The photos are coming out great and I have several shoots lined up in the next few weeks which will be keeping me very busy now the Crew year has ended. It’s been great learning new things, editing and seeing images “pop” in ways I never expected. I’m finding that I am enjoying taking pictures again.
The family tree has also been fun. I’ve learned so much about our ancestors that I never expected. It’s been interesting to learn where we came from and telling the kids stories I’ve come across about our various ancestors. They’ve enjoyed the history and the family relations as much as I have.
I am excited for all the new ventures in our lives and the Holidays that are coming up as well. It’s a busy but fun life. It’s fulfilling and I find that I’m once again Luv’N Lambert Life.
by Dana
I’m at a point that I need to refocus and find redirection in my life. It excites me that the crew year will soon be coming to an end and though I’m anxious to start the next one, if I’m welcomed back in return, I will be happy to have a little break. Please, someone remind me of this after two weeks of no reviews, as I’m sure I’ll be chomping at the bit to work again!
I simply need a break. I am wanting to sit down and plan some things to do for Thanksgiving and Christmas next month. I want to spend that time enjoying my children. Life is short, time is short and days are passing quickly. I want to enjoy my children and create memories before these days have passed.
And so I’m making big plans for my time off. Plans to work more in the house. Plans to play more with my kids.
I must refocus my life, adjust to some new findings and allow myself to find the direction I need to be traveling in. I will allow God to guide me where He wishes me to be. Until then, I’ll be listening and waiting for the answers I’m seeking and enjoying what the days have brought to me.
by Dana
A dear friend of ours passed away on Sunday and it just hits me how quickly things can change. Her death was unexpected and she left behind a Mother who depends on her daily and a new husband with kids-in-love. None of which could have imagined they would bury her today.
I’m in shock. My heart hurts. She was an Aunt to my own children-in-love, a sister to those I love.
God doesn’t promise us when our lives will end. God doesn’t promise us tomorrow. We are given only today, only these moments together until we are called home to the other side of things.
And it strikes me again, how quickly my babies could be gone from me. How easily these seizures could cause their lives to be gone from here. They are fragile and seizures are tough. Their tiny bodies can only handle so much.
I pray for their lives every day. I pray they will each see another day, here on Earth, here with me. It’s selfish of me to want them to remain here with me but time is so short.
I want memories and I want snuggles, love from them, shared with them. I want to embrace them every day. I want to give them a lifetime of love, that only Mommy can give to them.
Today we have control of the Epilepsy. Tomorrow, we may not. I never know when it will hit them, when it will tease me with the risk of their lives being gone. I never know when and I live in limbo as I wait for it to happen.
I cannot relate with the loss that Mother felt today as she said Goodbye one final time to the baby she spent her life loving. I pray daily I never feel her same pain. I surely would not handle it nearly so well.
So with a pain-filled heart, I find myself loving my babies a little more, sneaking nighttime peaks when I’m able to ensure they are happy and safe and yes, still breathing. I rejoice in the morning when they come to say “I love you, Momma”. And I cherish every moment, every breath, every day that we have together here on Earth before we must part unexpectedly to that next place.
by Dana
It has truly been a long year for us. I can hardly believe October is already here. It just seems like the entire year has flown by.
Next month is the last month of reviews for the TOS Crew year. It’s passed by so quickly but the break will be nice. I plan to work on my blog, create some posting ideas and prep for next years work as I hopefully will be returning to the Crew in January (we will see!).
This week, I have had no scheduled reviews for the Crew, so it’s allowed me a nice little break to get some much needed mind-clearage and also to focus on my house. The house and the mind are in dire need of an overhaul. It’s a slow process but the house is becoming more organized every day. After four years of living here, I have to admit that it’s about time!
I looked at Winston just yesterday and we discussed that we’ve never stayed in one place so long. When we lived with his father, we constantly moved. There was no security and no reason to unpack because we knew before long we would be moving again. I can’t blame his Dad, as that’s how he was raised but I wasn’t. My parents lived in the same home for 26 years of my life. Moving was not something I knew how to do. Neither was organizing, even though we’d lived in the same home so long.
Organizing has been something that I’ve recently been learning. Sure my Mom’s house was neat and kept clean but it was all done by her. I never learned those important skills that I needed to because, well, I knew Mom would do it for me! And she has, even in my own home, she’s always come in and put things where she felt they belonged, which really didn’t work for me!
So now, here I am at age 34, learning to organize and clean my way. Since I have never been good at this, my kids are also learning along with me and they are greatly enjoying the process of having a home that’s organized. They are also enjoying having a home that is permanent, that we don’t have to keep packed up and that we can enjoy our life and our time in.
My son tells me he’s never seen our home so organized and that it makes him happy. That makes me happy. These kids are my world! I could never imagine my life without them in it and my heart is full having them journeying through it all along with me. I could not be more thankful.
This has been a hard year but it’s coming to an end joyfully, full of life and love and living. I would not have that any other way.