All Hands on Deck

At Jacob’s last dental check-up, the hygienist discovered a cracked tooth and quickly pointed it out to us.

(Mike and I are on either side of Jacob during any dental visit. https://problemfreephilosophy.blog/2019/01/10/sentenced-to-the-dentist/) A gentle tap resulted in part of the tooth breaking off. There was no reaction from him, indicating it didn’t hurt. Wouldn’t you agree from the photo above? He was chillin’!!

When the dentist checked him though, she decided a x-ray was in order to determine the next course of action. Jacob was wrapped snug on a board, so it made the most sense to keep him secure and move him to the machine. Literally, all hands on deck, we picked him up and carried him through the office for the x-ray.

He was a trooper even though it probably seemed like a wild ride!

The decision was made that the best course of action would be to extract the tooth. That was almost 6 months ago. Circumstances caused us to postpone the appointment twice. Not even once did he appear to be bothered by the broken tooth. Had he been, we would have gotten an appointment for him ASAP.

The day came when we couldn’t put it off any longer. Although, I acted cool, calm, and collected, because I didn’t want Jacob to sense my concern, I wasn’t on the inside! It was an act. Unfortunately, it was a tooth where a root canal had been done many years before. It wasn’t as if we could sit down, wiggle the tooth, and expect it pop out like a baby tooth. No, it was much more complicated than that.

Jacob started out really great. However, before it was over, he pretty much freaked out. I cannot think of much worse than watching your child have to go through something hard. Helpless to mainly watch, Mike and I looking at each other, over Jacob, with pain in our eyes. Knowing he is wondering when will this end?!?! Oh, that one of us could have taken his place. I felt like freaking out, too.

For such a procedure, it took everybody coordinating efforts to get the job done. Starting with us at home, giving an initial sedative before the appointment. All hands on deck, once again, with professionals bending over backwards to make it as painless as possible for Jacob. Two physicians along with their assistants. With two parents looking over their shoulders. What doctor welcomes that? These do as they realize Jacob needs us. Even so, I wouldn’t like it if I were in their place.

I have no doubt that every single person that God placed in our path that day served a purpose in the success of the necessary work. At one point when it wasn’t going as smoothly and quickly as we hoped, I texted my family and zoom friends asking for prayers. They became part of the ‘all hands’ group.

The oral surgeon warned of bleeding, soreness, swelling, and bruising. Suggested an ice pack (which would have only been possible had he come home heavily sedated). She was correct about the bleeding. Not to get graphic, but he doesn’t have the mindset to catch a bleed so it gets all over him, us, bedroom, everything.

So thankful Mike and I are a team. Even though we wish doctors, dentists, and oral surgeons made house calls, we have each other to be there for Jacob. It is a gift to be able to offer reassurance, that we are nearby, by talking and singing to him. And while I believe that we are a comfort, it’s still really hard to watch.

He slept a lot that afternoon, which was timely since the numbness would be wearing off. Had trouble eating and drinking at first. An ice cream sandwich finally did the trick. He was pampered with lots of room service.

That night he slept much better than I did. It felt like I watched him on the monitor all night! Around 4 AM he was really squirming and I was prepared to go in but he finally got still and fell back into a deep sleep. Pain meds every four hours helped a lot.

Early the morning after, I went to a local bakery and bought two dozen-donut holes. It’s a favorite treat that he doesn’t get often. Fresh and super soft, they almost melt in your mouth. He was pumped when he realized what I bought. I pinched them in half and he slowly ate 24 donut holes! You read that right. Twenty-four!

His day got off to a good start as far as we were all concerned! He was hesitant to eat much the rest of that day and for several days. His Granny said he was holding out for more donut holes!!

Today marks four weeks later. Initially, he had a tiny bit of swelling and no bruising. He appeared to be sore for maybe a couple of weeks. I still notice him moving food around in his mouth sometimes. It was a doozy as procedures go. Glad I hadn’t realized beforehand exactly what we would face.

But more than that, I am extremely thankful that it was the hand of God that guided all of those ‘hands on deck’, in the different roles they played, as they cared for my boy and served our family.

Food Art

“Don’t play with your food.” How many times did we say that to our kiddos? I’m sure I did more than once or twice.

But, I am often entertained at Jacob playing with his. I don’t know that it’s intentional, but I do know that he enjoys it. And, I enjoy his creations.

He makes me smile. A lot.

There is something fun about balancing stuff on watermelons!

Good place for muffins. Hidden in a photo album.

Once when we were out of town, Jacob’s sitter sent me this picture. Cracks me up. What was he thinking? Not sure why the one muffin on top. Decorative purposes? Couldn’t fit inside?

Stashing for later! Among the photo albums.
This is when having dogs comes in handy!!

Oops! Accidental food art caused by Jacob opening a box of cereal. Accidental art is a thing, right?

Always fold cheese toast in half and take first bite from the middle.

That’s the best part.
He bit the middle creating a perfect heart.

Goodness, he is my heart.

Love his creativity. Love him more.

Hope he brought a smile to your face, too!

See Ya Later, Mamaw

In January, the blog post, Picked by God (https://problemfreephilosophy.blog/2020/01/09/god-picks/), featured Jacob’s grandmother, referred to as Mamaw. I referenced what a tough time she’d been through recently. A couple of weeks ago, one of the aides that helped take care of her said she knew Mrs P was declining when she didn’t respond to her, ‘see ya later alligator’ with an ‘after ‘while crocodile’.

Last week, on Jacob’s birthday, she took her last earthly breath. It had been 13 months since an early morning fall in her kitchen, resulted in broken vertebrae in her back. From that point on, she never returned to her home, never stood on her own, never made her famous potato salad or deviled eggs. Never, never, never. Her life took a drastic turn. And she went through terribly hard times we’d never wish on her or anyone.

But today, I want to focus on the wonderful life she lived!

A friend once said that flowers and words are for the living. A year and a half ago, I wrote this poem for her birthday. To take the opportunity to say what I could, while I could:

In just 30 years I’ll be your age.
By then, you will have been in heaven for many days.
Before you go, whether today or years from now,
Thank you for being the best mother-in-law since I took the vow.
Your spirit of fun in all you do.
The crazy times, oh I didn’t have a clue.
Remember Lauri asking how to spell my name?
T-e-r-r-i-b-l-e, you told her without shame.

Your big pots of spaghetti were always a hit.
We looked forward to those times, I admit.
Quick to offer to keep our boys,
And you never seemed to mind all the noise.
A generous heart with all you had,
Giving to others made you glad.
Your green thumb was a natural gift,
Transforming your yard so beautiful and swift.
Moving furniture around was a favorite thing to do,
Not sure Mr. P enjoyed it nearly as much as you.
You were good at painting a room or even the ceiling,
Although that paint spill in the den left a bad feeling.
Of all the endearing, special traits you display

Your laughter is one that can brighten any day.
Another year older Momma Louise,
Won’t you have a good birthday, please?

This week I shared the poem at her funeral but subbed the following lines for the last two:

My heart is sad, now that you’re gone.
Thankful for the promise that I’ll see you before long.

The last time Jacob saw his Mamaw was in December. On Christmas day, we took him to visit her in the nursing home. She was very glad to see him. It was hard for me to figure out how Jacob felt about it though. Mainly because he’d never seen her in a bed. Never seen her ‘look’ sick. I’m sure it was a little confusing for him. It was a visit we were uncertain about, but glad we chose to take him.

Oh, how she loved Jacob. She had a digital photo frame that stayed on her bedside table. Her eyes would literally light up at pictures of Jacob. Always asked us how he was doing. Quick to explain, she couldn’t really say he was her favorite because she loved all of her grandchildren. BUT, he was extra special.

Jacob knew her love for him was deep and wide. Without expecting anything in return. Mamaw was ‘for him’ and did indeed delight in his existence.

It was extremely sad for me that she passed away on his birthday. Quickly, Mike said, “well I think it proves one thing, he was her favorite”. I’d agree that he was that day for sure.

How we will miss that sincere, unconditional love. But, oh how thankful we are that she is more alive than ever because of her faith in Jesus Christ. And Jacob will see her again one day. We will, too.

See ya later, Mamaw! We’ll see you after ‘while.

Jacob, Hap, Happy Birthday

Special addition birthday update: Thank you so very, very much for celebrating Jacob with us! His day started with mini sprinkle cinnamon rolls –

Last year, Mike found this song and downloaded through Amazon Music. I can’t give anyone credit other than it is listed as Hip-Hop Personalized Birthday Songs by Singing Birthday Card. It’s was fun to play it multiple times for him to twirl and his parents to dance! In your best hip-hop beat, give it a try and continue for three minutes!

Jacob, hap, happy birthday
Jacob, hap, happy birthday
I bet you thought that I forgot this year
But I got you a very special gift this year

Jacob, hap, happy birthday
Jacob, hap, happy birthday
I realized your birth day was near
So I got you a singing birthday card this year

Don’t miss it –
I was chillin’, right?
I was relaxin’, right?
Then I looked up and I got this funny feelin’ right?
Like I was missing something
Like I was forgettin’ something

I shook my head and then my eyes
And figured it was nothing
Then I looked up and saw the calendar on the wall
And for a minute, I could think of nothin’ else at all
In a flash, everything came clear,
It’s your birthday, I won’t forget this year

Awright, I ain’t forgetting, yo
I ain’t regrettin’ yo
I hope you’re ready for the kind of trend I’m setting. yo
Ain’t no exception,
You get a singing birthday card no matter what month it is
So I decided that I’m turning over a new leaf
Being forgotten really causes people too much grief
In time, I got my brain in gear
It’s yo birthday, I’ll still remember next year

Know what I’m saying?
A singing birthday card to you
In your mailbox, addressed to you
Know what I’m sayin?

That’s right, y’all
Singing birthday card!

He loves unwrapping presents so that part was super fun. And fast! Musical toys, a pinata, bed sheets (he lives on his bed and loves, LOVES fun sheets), and a special t-shirt.

Lasagna was next and he was pretty excited about that and enjoyed two BIG servings!

He was all about seeing what was inside the pinata. It’s called a pinatagram and had a variety of fun candies. He sampled the Laffy Taffy and decided he liked those best.

And finally an Ice Cream Sandwich Cake to finish off the spectacular day.

It’s a good thing his birthday only comes once a year. We’ve had way more chocolate and sprinkles and ice cream and cheesy breakfast pizza and lasagna and it was all his favorite!

Jacob had several calls from friends and family to sing Happy Birthday to him! Two were FaceTime calls which were perfect. All very special. And so many birthday wishes via Facebook. SO. MANY.

Last night, on Jacob’s birthday, we had an unexpected call learning of the passing of his Mamaw. Mike and I had already decided to wait until today for him to go through his cards as we’d had a full, full day and knew he’d might enjoy them more later. That call confirmed that the celebration was over and we’d resume today. I’ll blog more about his sweet Mamaw another time.

This afternoon was time to focus on birthday cards!! Look at all the cards!! Three musical cards! So much fun. So much love. So much everything!

What a week celebrating with candles and songs and presents and company and calls and messages and favorite food.

We are blessed beyond measure at the love poured on our family. Our boy. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts. I think mine might explode.

Whoopeee!

My boy forty-one, how can it be?
Today is his birthday. Whoopeee!!

Unwrapping the gift is present enough.
Sometimes that’s more fun, than all the ‘stuff’.

He is often slow to embrace anything new,
More of the same can be the right thing to do.

Music and batteries make him a happy guy.
The question now, is what to buy.

He is most mesmerized by a burning candle.
But the constant supervision is too much to handle.

Cheese and chocolate are favorite foods to eat.
A gift that includes one or both of those can’t be beat.

His birthday celebration started days ago,
Lot of singing and special treats, his pleasure did show.

For many years, his approaching birthday made me sad.
Not any more. That is history. And, my heart is glad!

Happy Birthday Jacob! I love you so very, very much.
Thank you God for this gift, wrapped in your special touch.

His birthday celebration started four days early, with some aunts, uncles, and cousins over for Chocolate Chip Cookie Cake (with M & Ms and sprinkles) and Rainbow Ice Cream. He had to get close to get a good whiff of the chocolate and his Uncle Randy followed suit.

Jacob had oral surgery three days before (notice slight swelling in his right jaw), so I’m studying him when he starts to eat. He loved everyone singing to him! It was perfect.

The following morning (yes, Jacob slept in the shirt he had on from the previous night), Jacob was looking for his cookie cake. It wasn’t where he thought it should be, so he handed me the next best thing – a candle! Sweet fella, wanted me to light the candle and sing Happy Birthday to him again. Of course I did and it started his day off with a smile.

The next day I decided to cook Chocolate Chip Pancakes (yes, notice a theme of chocolate chips!) for his breakfast. Burning candle and singing were included at no additional charge. Again, he loved it. And I sang Happy Birthday over and over again while he ate almost 5 pancakes. He appears to be contemplating his next move. Trying to decide if he’s had enough. Melted chocolate on both hands and his face were signs he happily enjoyed his breakfast.

Yesterday, it was a jumbo bowl of mac and cheese for lunch. With a candle and song:

Being home so much now, has allowed for daily celebrations the past week. I don’t know when we’ve lit so many candles and sang Happy Birthday so many times. It’s been great!! He’s already gotten cards in the mail and a couple of gifts. Stay tuned as I’ll blog about the rest of the Birthday Boy’s day, very soon.

https://problemfreephilosophy.blog/2019/07/04/birthday-boy/ is Part 1 of a two-part birthday blog from last year if you want to check it out.

Just Wait

One of the more frustrating aspects of Jacob’s personality is patience. Or the fact that he has a short supply.

I’m not good with being patient. I don’t want to wait. That time I’m waiting could be used for something else.

Author unknown, but I’m pretty sure Jacob has thought it. And I might have, too.

Definition of wait: to stay in a place until an expected event happens, until someone arrives, until it is your turn to do something, etc. : to not do something until something else happens. : to remain in a state in which you expect or hope that something will happen soon.

I really love it when I do catch him in the act:

We aren’t born with it are we? Children are like that. “I want it.” “I want it NOW!” Hopefully, their parents, teachers, and families are able to show them they don’t always get what they want. That they can’t always get what they want. The Rolling Stones said it like this:

No, you can’t always gt what you want.

You can’t always get what you want.

You can’t always get what you want.

But if you try sometime, you find,

You get what you need.

Songwriters: Keith Richards / Mick Jagger

Somehow we have not been successful in teaching Jacob how to wait. I’m not sure what I could have done differently to help him learn. But I hope and pray we are giving him what he needs.

I have been very frustrated lately about Jacob’s demanding nature. Very, VERY. The world revolves around him. He expects us and is counting on us, to help it spin smoothly.

I feel like I say, “Jacob, just wait” a hundred times a day. I’m pretty sure I alluded to that in last week’s blog post: https://problemfreephilosophy.blog/2020/06/25/time-out/

In all honesty, who enjoys waiting? We have been known to take an alternate route to avoid waiting at a railroad crossing. What about scheduling a doctor’s appointment with the shortest wait time in mind? Or paying for Amazon Prime because we want it in two days instead of waiting (gasp) seven???

There are hundreds of verses on waiting in the Bible. Last week, I was reading about waiting on the Lord. And I realized, actually was reminded, that I am often demanding, too. Oh, how impatient my patience can be. Jacob has taught me a lot and one of them is wait on God. He will give me what I need, when I need it. His timing is perfect. Mine isn’t.

The saying, good things come to those that wait, isn’t a specific Bible verse. But, it does summarize what I need more of – to just wait.