My friend Rene and I were discussing the stand off between Britney Spears and Kevin Federline. In our discussion we came to some conclusions, and we feel that everyone is being way too harsh on Britney.
Think of it this way. She's been famous since she was a little girl. She grew up in the lime light where perfect happy people live. Always fighting to be skinny, perfect, happy, traveling non-stop to get to the next show/photoshoot/videoshoot/signing etc. She had a whirlwind marriage, gave birth less than 2 years apart, and a whirlwind divorce, all with photographers shoving cameras into her face and private places. Every breath she takes, move she makes, papparozzi is on her but like flies on crap. She's expected to always be perfect, yet when is she allowed to be human? When does the girl get a freaking break to cry, sleep, be a mom, a girl, a person? DO NOT tell me about all the mistakes she's made. I couldn't care less. We've ALL made mistakes. We're ALL not perfect, and we're fortunate to not have our every move plastered on video and film. I also don't want to hear about how it's "HER" choice. This is what she knows how to do...just like I know how to be an administrator. She's done this since she was a kid....no school, no training, it's not like she can say, "Okay, I'm done, I think I'll get a job as a waitress now." Just like I can't decide to just quit my job and go be an astronaut.
Oh, and as for the stand off....if you were to try to take my kids, there'd be a stand off there too! What mother would willingly go, "Okay, here you go." None that I know of.
So before you judge her, think about how it would be if your life was a constant battle with people invading your privacy, creating negative stories about you, taking pictures of you in your most intimate moments, and then posting them on the internet. Think of how you'd react if you were trying to live you life, and someone came up to you and said, "Sorry, you can't be a mom to your kids now." Mistakes are just that...mistakes. We've ALL made them.
What Britney needs right now is love, prayers, and thoughts. I'm imploring the media to back off, leave her alone, allow her time to get herself together. No matter what she's been through I still think she's one of the strongest people. I probably would have broke long before now. So, say a prayer for her, keep her in your thoughts.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
2008 Goals....
With 2008 finally here...I'd like to post my goals....
I hope to be more patient with my children...for they are just children
I hope to sell my home
I hope to move near my best friend
I hope to lose the weight I've gained....and really stick to it
I hope to be more tolerant of my geeky husband's ways....
I hope to put out more *GIGGLE*
I hope to keep my house clean....all of the time!
I hope to be happy
I hope to build upon my friendships to make them stronger
I hope to spend more time with my family
I hope to overcome the past
I hope to be more forgiving, and learn to let go of the things that keep hurting me
I hope to reflect more on things before I speak
I hope to be more tolerant of people's opinions, and not think I know it all
I hope to be healthy
I hope to have a real family vacation...the kind where you take a whole week off from work and leave town!
I hope to cook more, and eat out less
I hope to be there more for those who need me
I hope to spend more time playing with my kids, and less time getting onto them
I hope to get the kids involved in sports
I hope to accept that my baby boy will be going to school, and is growing up so fast
I hope to not regret the fact that we've decided on no more children
I hope to call my mom more, and my father in law more
I hope to be closer to my family than ever before....BBQ anyone?
I hope to laugh often
I hope to kiss my husband at least 25 times a day.....and then some
I hope to let my friends know I love them, and value them
I hope to write more
I hope to be more faithful to God, and learn to place things into HIS hands.
I hope to pray
I hope everyone is blessed and happy
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year
Well, it's 2008. Can you believe it? 100 years ago, people invisioned the year 2000 as a space age of technology and flying cars. Even though we're just the same as back then...with a few new technological advances of course, it seems so strange for the first decade of 2000 to start coming to a close. (okay...in 2 years that is.)
2007 had it's many ups and downs. The rollercoaster ride that it was, I can honestly say it was a growing experience. From learning humility, to taking a deep breath and taking that tentative step forward, and all the small baby steps in between. Friendships grew stronger, love was tested and endured, new homes were bought, babies were born, weight was lost (and gained), decisions were made, and yet we all came out of the year with a sense of understanding that not everything is always going to work as we thought it should.
Each year we all take into perspective the previous year, and we set goals for ourselves to help us make the next year a better one than the previous. But, even when making those goals, never lose the experiences that the old year gave you, for without those, you would not continue to grow and become.
My wish for all of you in 2008 is happiness, love and laughter. May you achieve your goals, and even if you don't may you have a wonderful time trying. May God bless you and your family with health and peace. May you enjoy the time you've been given and remember those that have passed on, for life is short.
God Bless you all....and I hope 2008 is kind to you!
Love,
Tiffany
2007 had it's many ups and downs. The rollercoaster ride that it was, I can honestly say it was a growing experience. From learning humility, to taking a deep breath and taking that tentative step forward, and all the small baby steps in between. Friendships grew stronger, love was tested and endured, new homes were bought, babies were born, weight was lost (and gained), decisions were made, and yet we all came out of the year with a sense of understanding that not everything is always going to work as we thought it should.
Each year we all take into perspective the previous year, and we set goals for ourselves to help us make the next year a better one than the previous. But, even when making those goals, never lose the experiences that the old year gave you, for without those, you would not continue to grow and become.
My wish for all of you in 2008 is happiness, love and laughter. May you achieve your goals, and even if you don't may you have a wonderful time trying. May God bless you and your family with health and peace. May you enjoy the time you've been given and remember those that have passed on, for life is short.
God Bless you all....and I hope 2008 is kind to you!
Love,
Tiffany
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Monday Blessings.....on Tuesday.
Give Me Five things you like and/or dislike about your birthday. IT IS NOT MY BIRTHDAY. MY BIRTHDAY WAS IN MARCH.
5) Cheesecake Factory. Every year my wonderful husband takes me to eat there...I get to eat lots of yummy food and GOBS of cheesecake!!!
4) Build-A-Bear Workshop. Somehow this has become my birthday tradition to take the kids to get new Build-A-Bears and then eat at Cheesecake Factory!
3) Girl's Night Out.....this year we went bowling! IT was SO fun!!!
2) ME day. It's MY day....not yours...I get what I want.
1) Being thankful that I've made it another year! Yay!!!
5) Cheesecake Factory. Every year my wonderful husband takes me to eat there...I get to eat lots of yummy food and GOBS of cheesecake!!!
4) Build-A-Bear Workshop. Somehow this has become my birthday tradition to take the kids to get new Build-A-Bears and then eat at Cheesecake Factory!
3) Girl's Night Out.....this year we went bowling! IT was SO fun!!!
2) ME day. It's MY day....not yours...I get what I want.
1) Being thankful that I've made it another year! Yay!!!
Monday, November 12, 2007
Monday Blessings
I'm borrowing this from my friend. She's over there to the left. Her blog is called "Cheaper by the Half Dozen." Read it.
10) That God gave me two of the most wonderful children ever. Even when they're driving me bonkers, I'm utterly blessed.
9) COUPONS!! I bought 2 weeks of groceries, ALL of Thanksgiving Dinner supplies and food (including the turkey), 2 birthday presents each for my kids for $299.00. GOTTA LOVE COUPONS!
8) Vitamin Water. Especially the B-Relaxed flavoer with jackfruit and guava.....YUM!
7) My husband. I adore him more than anyone in the world....even when he's being lazy. LOL
6) My best friends, Lori, Rene, Kisha, Brenny and Leiann.
5) Lip Gloss. I think I'd fall over without it. Okay, probably not...but it's a necessity!
4) Digital cameras! I love taking pictures. It's so fun!!!
3) Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Kylee and I would eat a tub of peanut butter if we could.
2) My job and home. Even though I'm about to sell my house, I'm thankful that I have a home to live in, and a job to go to every day that pays the bills.
1) God. If it weren't for God, let's face it, I wouldn't be here. Other than that, He's my saviour, my friend, my father. I have 100% of my faith in God, and I know that He will always be here for me.
God bless you all!
10) That God gave me two of the most wonderful children ever. Even when they're driving me bonkers, I'm utterly blessed.
9) COUPONS!! I bought 2 weeks of groceries, ALL of Thanksgiving Dinner supplies and food (including the turkey), 2 birthday presents each for my kids for $299.00. GOTTA LOVE COUPONS!
8) Vitamin Water. Especially the B-Relaxed flavoer with jackfruit and guava.....YUM!
7) My husband. I adore him more than anyone in the world....even when he's being lazy. LOL
6) My best friends, Lori, Rene, Kisha, Brenny and Leiann.
5) Lip Gloss. I think I'd fall over without it. Okay, probably not...but it's a necessity!
4) Digital cameras! I love taking pictures. It's so fun!!!
3) Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Kylee and I would eat a tub of peanut butter if we could.
2) My job and home. Even though I'm about to sell my house, I'm thankful that I have a home to live in, and a job to go to every day that pays the bills.
1) God. If it weren't for God, let's face it, I wouldn't be here. Other than that, He's my saviour, my friend, my father. I have 100% of my faith in God, and I know that He will always be here for me.
God bless you all!
Friday, November 9, 2007
Bad News......
So, I spoke with my doctor yesterday afternoon. He hadn't received the radiological report yet, but he asked me how it went. I informed him of everything, and explained what was said about the IUD. He explained to me that there is no way that the IUD would be causing infection in my breast. *joy*
SO, I was instructed to call him back Monday afternoon, and "we'll go from there." So, the issue is still open, and we still don't know what it is.
I explained to my friend Kisha, that even if they told me it was cancer, it'd be easier to handle than NOT knowing what it is. At least then I'd know what I can do next to get well again. Whoever said, "Ignorance is bliss" is a moron.
SO, I was instructed to call him back Monday afternoon, and "we'll go from there." So, the issue is still open, and we still don't know what it is.
I explained to my friend Kisha, that even if they told me it was cancer, it'd be easier to handle than NOT knowing what it is. At least then I'd know what I can do next to get well again. Whoever said, "Ignorance is bliss" is a moron.
My Day at the Breast Center
Well....I was nervous...I think my Tatas were more nervous than me. I enter the building, and sit in a waiting room. There, 2 other ladies and 2 men sit waiting. A 3rd lady comes out from the back into the room, crying. She'd just been given the good news that she did NOT have breast cancer. The other 2 ladies and one man hugged her hard, I just smiled and continued to fill out my paperwork. They all held hands, and said a prayer. Then, they included me in their prayer. There was this warm, tingly feeling inside me that had tears springing to my eyes. They smiled at me, and left. The 2nd man went to his car. (I think he was offended by the prayer....OH WELL!) I sat alone, and in walks a petite nurse.
"Follow me, please." She's VERY nice, instructs me on how to wear my gown, open to the front, and to put on a white robe and wait to be called. The second waiting room is very quiet and peaceful. I sit, twiddling my thumbs and feeling the flutters and that odd warm sensation in my tummy. Of course, I texted Rene to tell her that God was with me....and He was. I felt Him.
The Radiologist Tech came in, "HI! My name is Oxana. I'll be taking care of you today." She's small. (It must be a pre-requisite to work here that you have to be petite) She's from India, maybe Pakistan and has a thickish accent, that I find charming and relaxing. I lay on the bed, and she opens the gown. The entire time, I'm not uncomfortable because she's so soothing in how she's talking to me. Finally...the goop. I cringe, just KNOWING it'll be cold, but it's not. It's very soothing and warm, and smells of some type of flower. COOL!
She's chatting with me the entire time, taking my mind off of everything. I'm watching the screen...half expecting to see a little foot or head. Pregnancy ultra sounds are just way cooler, the inside of your boob is very boring. I tense up every time she "snaps a picture" and think..."this is it....that's the cancer...." Finally, she hands me 2 towels, and says, "Go ahead and clean up, and I'll be back with the radiologist. He may want to scan you again."
So, I sit. Then, I sit.....and oh I sit some more. Finally, I get tired of sitting so I lay down...and doze. The room is very dim, and all of the 'white noise' from the machines is soooo soothing, and off to never-never land I go. I startle at the sound of the door open, and groggily sit up to see the first tall person in the building. He's the Radiologist..."Hi, I'm Dr.........(I can NOT remember his name)." He asks me 300 questions about cancer in my family, if I've had a fever, etc. Then he says, "Open your gown, let me look at both of them together." For the first time all day, I felt exposed and uncomfortable. When I opened my gown, I swear it was like peep show! LOL
Finally, he scans me again, and then we're done.
"Well," he says, "I can't see anything that has fluid in it. I'm going to suggest we put you on another round of antibiotics, and see how it goes." Then we discussed the possibility that my IUD could be causing the infections. See, most IUDs are metal wires, but noooooo, I got the Mirena, which has hormones in it. The type of hormone in the IUD is different than the pill, and b/c I just had it put in, it could be giving off high doses of hormone that is causing the infection. "And you know," the dr. says, "your uterus is attached to your breasts." I think he was trying to be funny....but it was wasted on me. So then he says, that we're going to do another round of antibiotics, and he wants me to take the IUD out. I'm not happy about this at all, especially since I was informed I can't take birth control anymore. So, now, Brian and I are faced with "the big question". Do we want more kids? We can't afford more, now, and do we really want to go through the sleepless nights, diapers, baby food expenses, child care expenses again??? The answer is most decidedly no. So, I'm very very sad. I think I'm more sad that the option is about to be taken away from me, more so than not having a baby. (Brenny, you understand what I mean) So.....now Brian is going to be getting a vasectomy as soon as we can afford to do it. *sigh*
So...the jist is this.....Get IUD out, get back on Antibiotics, wait 3-4 months to see if A) it doesn't get better or B) it comes back.....if either of those occur, I will need to return for a skin biopsy.
"Follow me, please." She's VERY nice, instructs me on how to wear my gown, open to the front, and to put on a white robe and wait to be called. The second waiting room is very quiet and peaceful. I sit, twiddling my thumbs and feeling the flutters and that odd warm sensation in my tummy. Of course, I texted Rene to tell her that God was with me....and He was. I felt Him.
The Radiologist Tech came in, "HI! My name is Oxana. I'll be taking care of you today." She's small. (It must be a pre-requisite to work here that you have to be petite) She's from India, maybe Pakistan and has a thickish accent, that I find charming and relaxing. I lay on the bed, and she opens the gown. The entire time, I'm not uncomfortable because she's so soothing in how she's talking to me. Finally...the goop. I cringe, just KNOWING it'll be cold, but it's not. It's very soothing and warm, and smells of some type of flower. COOL!
She's chatting with me the entire time, taking my mind off of everything. I'm watching the screen...half expecting to see a little foot or head. Pregnancy ultra sounds are just way cooler, the inside of your boob is very boring. I tense up every time she "snaps a picture" and think..."this is it....that's the cancer...." Finally, she hands me 2 towels, and says, "Go ahead and clean up, and I'll be back with the radiologist. He may want to scan you again."
So, I sit. Then, I sit.....and oh I sit some more. Finally, I get tired of sitting so I lay down...and doze. The room is very dim, and all of the 'white noise' from the machines is soooo soothing, and off to never-never land I go. I startle at the sound of the door open, and groggily sit up to see the first tall person in the building. He's the Radiologist..."Hi, I'm Dr.........(I can NOT remember his name)." He asks me 300 questions about cancer in my family, if I've had a fever, etc. Then he says, "Open your gown, let me look at both of them together." For the first time all day, I felt exposed and uncomfortable. When I opened my gown, I swear it was like peep show! LOL
Finally, he scans me again, and then we're done.
"Well," he says, "I can't see anything that has fluid in it. I'm going to suggest we put you on another round of antibiotics, and see how it goes." Then we discussed the possibility that my IUD could be causing the infections. See, most IUDs are metal wires, but noooooo, I got the Mirena, which has hormones in it. The type of hormone in the IUD is different than the pill, and b/c I just had it put in, it could be giving off high doses of hormone that is causing the infection. "And you know," the dr. says, "your uterus is attached to your breasts." I think he was trying to be funny....but it was wasted on me. So then he says, that we're going to do another round of antibiotics, and he wants me to take the IUD out. I'm not happy about this at all, especially since I was informed I can't take birth control anymore. So, now, Brian and I are faced with "the big question". Do we want more kids? We can't afford more, now, and do we really want to go through the sleepless nights, diapers, baby food expenses, child care expenses again??? The answer is most decidedly no. So, I'm very very sad. I think I'm more sad that the option is about to be taken away from me, more so than not having a baby. (Brenny, you understand what I mean) So.....now Brian is going to be getting a vasectomy as soon as we can afford to do it. *sigh*
So...the jist is this.....Get IUD out, get back on Antibiotics, wait 3-4 months to see if A) it doesn't get better or B) it comes back.....if either of those occur, I will need to return for a skin biopsy.
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