Sunday, August 31, 2008
Motorcycle Ride
Yesterday, I was having a rough day. The girls were driving me crazy. We went to a couple stores, and they had just been fighting, almost the entire time. On the way home, Melissa suggested that I go for a motorcyle ride and take the night out. So, at 3, I left and headed for southern Indiana. Down to Nashville, through Story, and down to Highway 56. So, I headed west two 37, then headed back north. So around a 200+ ride. My butt and back hurt.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Lucky in Love
I am home alone. Actually, it just feels like it. The girls are in bed and Melissa is still out playing bingo with her grandmother. I decided to watch tv. However, there wasn't anything on, so I turned on a recorded movie. This time, it is "While you were sleeping" with Sandra Bullock. What a good show. Yes, I am a biker that loves to watch Romantic Comedies.
Anyway, it made me think of the relationships that I have had and the one that I currently am in. I never really had a dating life prior to Melissa. In fact, she was the first person that really ever stole my heart. Sure, I had crushes, but I had never had that can't live without you until her. Melissa Was my first kiss, my first real date, and first real love. Funny, our relationship started out with a lie. I was a little bit shy...ok, I was really shy and that was the only way that I could get her to go out with me. Thankfully, she was and is forgiving.
We married in 1998, and have had many ups and downs. Just like a roller coaster. If I was to document where we are right now, it would be in the middle of a corkscrew. You know what. Regardless of hills or twists and turns, I will continue riding till the end of ride.
It is strange, when I think of why relationships usually fail, it is because both people decide that living individually is more important to them than living as one. I fully believe in the statement, "Two lives become one". Without doing that, a relationship is doomed to fail. When I look at my life, I can not see me without her. Sure, I am still my own man, but she is my life. When she hurts, I hurt. When she is sick, I hide...I mean, I try to be caretaker. I love her with all of my heart.
That being said, it is sometimes difficult to express the way that I feel now that I have triplets. They take so much day to day energy that I often negelect to express my feelings.
Why is it easier to express my feelings in a blog rather than in person?
Anyway, it made me think of the relationships that I have had and the one that I currently am in. I never really had a dating life prior to Melissa. In fact, she was the first person that really ever stole my heart. Sure, I had crushes, but I had never had that can't live without you until her. Melissa Was my first kiss, my first real date, and first real love. Funny, our relationship started out with a lie. I was a little bit shy...ok, I was really shy and that was the only way that I could get her to go out with me. Thankfully, she was and is forgiving.
We married in 1998, and have had many ups and downs. Just like a roller coaster. If I was to document where we are right now, it would be in the middle of a corkscrew. You know what. Regardless of hills or twists and turns, I will continue riding till the end of ride.
It is strange, when I think of why relationships usually fail, it is because both people decide that living individually is more important to them than living as one. I fully believe in the statement, "Two lives become one". Without doing that, a relationship is doomed to fail. When I look at my life, I can not see me without her. Sure, I am still my own man, but she is my life. When she hurts, I hurt. When she is sick, I hide...I mean, I try to be caretaker. I love her with all of my heart.
That being said, it is sometimes difficult to express the way that I feel now that I have triplets. They take so much day to day energy that I often negelect to express my feelings.
Why is it easier to express my feelings in a blog rather than in person?
Thursday, August 21, 2008
New Park
Tonight Melissa went to play bingo with her grandmother. So, I loaded up the girls and headed to a new park, or at least one we haven't been too in a long while. The girls played on a merry-go-round that horses on them, played on the swing, and the went down the tallest slides. Seems like each time that I take them out they get just a little bit braver. Good thing that I have a little bit of confidence in them. Momma or mamaw would have a fit sometimes. Though, I always watch them and am ready to catch or help them should something go wrong. We arrived home around 8:30 PM. Time to make dinner. I made fish sticks and cheesy rice. The fish sticks were good, but the homemade sauce this time was not really good. The cheesy rice I made wrong, but I think I like it better. I can cook, just not in a rush or when I just want something simple. The girls got extremly dirty at the park and now I am planning on giving them a bath before bed.
Oh, when we were at the park we saw a couple of twin babies. The family talked a little to me, but then just stood in what I would imagine as terror for the future. I told them, at least they could put the kids in their rooms and shut the door. It isn't that easy when they get mobile and very vocal.
We had fun. That was the most important part. I love it that the girls see me as a chance to exit the normal day to day routine.
Last night, I took a motorcycle ride and left before the girls got up from their nap. It was a nice ride, until I arrived at my parent's house and realized that melissa had tried to call. The girls had been asking for me every since they got up, wondering where I was and when i was coming home. So, instead of relaxing with my parents, I saddled up my steel horse and rode home to rescue mommy from the night.
Scott H.
Oh, when we were at the park we saw a couple of twin babies. The family talked a little to me, but then just stood in what I would imagine as terror for the future. I told them, at least they could put the kids in their rooms and shut the door. It isn't that easy when they get mobile and very vocal.
We had fun. That was the most important part. I love it that the girls see me as a chance to exit the normal day to day routine.
Last night, I took a motorcycle ride and left before the girls got up from their nap. It was a nice ride, until I arrived at my parent's house and realized that melissa had tried to call. The girls had been asking for me every since they got up, wondering where I was and when i was coming home. So, instead of relaxing with my parents, I saddled up my steel horse and rode home to rescue mommy from the night.
Scott H.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Spin me Daddy, Spin me again
Spin me Daddy. Those words come from the most joyful child knowing that their daddy can spin them and will keep them safe. It is amazing how much they trust in my abilities. With my weak back and overweight body, I often doubt myself on what I can do. Thankfully, they have trust in me. On top of that they are very empathetic when I truely do hurt and can not perform whatever fun function that they wish me to do. That is why, with the help of my wonderful wife, I am trying lose weight. I am 289 pound man, down from 300+. I have already had one back surgery and if things keep up, I may have another one.
When I think of how much that I hurt and what I do to continue to give to the girls what they require and emotionally need out of me, I often reflect on what my own father has done for me over the years. He worked hard in a factory, second shift, often 7 days a week. On weekends, he wanted to work. Didn't understand then, but now I know that if he hadn't done this, nothing would have ever gotten done. He was our plumber, electrician, and over all handyman. Aside from all of this, he would give of his time to play ball with us kids.
Before I continue, I must add that my father has had 6 back sugeries, and has lost the use of his left leg. At the time of my childhood, it had only been about 3 or 4 surgeries. Only? Yeah, that's what I say. So, often he was in pain. Doing what was required of a father, but aiding the life of two growing boys. I can't say that my father and I ever fully connected. He was a man's man. I was a momma's boy. He wanted to work on the car, I wanted to clean the house. It helped me that my brother was more like him. That left me to work with mom most of the time. The bad part is that I never tried to learn all that I could from him. True, he is still with us and has plenty more to teach, but I missed out on a lot. (Though, I know that I still wouldn't like doing that stuff.)
I am not sure if my dad ever completely knew how much trust and pride I had in him. I knew that if he set out to do something, it would get done. I didn't have to second guess him. (When I became a teenager, that changed a little as it does with most teenagers.). But my pride is still there. How many people can say that their dad played baseball, with his back thrown out just to make his kids happy? How many people could go through 6 back surgeries, lose the use of their left leg, be told that he could never walk again, then turn around a learn to walk and climb a later? Would you have ever guessed that he was still able to hold up a motorcycle? Don't believe me, check out the picture within my blog.
Things have changed a bit with my dad. Time and hard work have taken it's toll on him. Things aren't the same anymore for him. Does that remove the pride I have? Nope. When I see him light up like nothing is wrong when my girls are around, it reminds me of the past when I was growing up.
He used to say, even when he was old and grey and in a wheel chair that he would still be able to kick my a$$. Though, I challenged him a few years back, I knew then and even now when to back down. Cause I believe he still can.
Would I like to grow up to be just like him? I think he would say no. In part, I would say that he is wrong. In part, I would also say that he is right. He taught me manners, respect, discipline, honor, loyalty, trust, and to never give up. He had parts of his life that I know he regrets. That part, I know he would not like me to follow. For everything else, I would be proud to be like him.
Dad, I love you! I always have. The dad that I am today is mostly due to you. Sure, I make mistakes with my kids and I know that I have and will make mistakes as a son, but I am thankful that you accept me for who I am and continue to build me up to be better.
Scotty
When I think of how much that I hurt and what I do to continue to give to the girls what they require and emotionally need out of me, I often reflect on what my own father has done for me over the years. He worked hard in a factory, second shift, often 7 days a week. On weekends, he wanted to work. Didn't understand then, but now I know that if he hadn't done this, nothing would have ever gotten done. He was our plumber, electrician, and over all handyman. Aside from all of this, he would give of his time to play ball with us kids.
Before I continue, I must add that my father has had 6 back sugeries, and has lost the use of his left leg. At the time of my childhood, it had only been about 3 or 4 surgeries. Only? Yeah, that's what I say. So, often he was in pain. Doing what was required of a father, but aiding the life of two growing boys. I can't say that my father and I ever fully connected. He was a man's man. I was a momma's boy. He wanted to work on the car, I wanted to clean the house. It helped me that my brother was more like him. That left me to work with mom most of the time. The bad part is that I never tried to learn all that I could from him. True, he is still with us and has plenty more to teach, but I missed out on a lot. (Though, I know that I still wouldn't like doing that stuff.)
I am not sure if my dad ever completely knew how much trust and pride I had in him. I knew that if he set out to do something, it would get done. I didn't have to second guess him. (When I became a teenager, that changed a little as it does with most teenagers.). But my pride is still there. How many people can say that their dad played baseball, with his back thrown out just to make his kids happy? How many people could go through 6 back surgeries, lose the use of their left leg, be told that he could never walk again, then turn around a learn to walk and climb a later? Would you have ever guessed that he was still able to hold up a motorcycle? Don't believe me, check out the picture within my blog.
Things have changed a bit with my dad. Time and hard work have taken it's toll on him. Things aren't the same anymore for him. Does that remove the pride I have? Nope. When I see him light up like nothing is wrong when my girls are around, it reminds me of the past when I was growing up.
He used to say, even when he was old and grey and in a wheel chair that he would still be able to kick my a$$. Though, I challenged him a few years back, I knew then and even now when to back down. Cause I believe he still can.
Would I like to grow up to be just like him? I think he would say no. In part, I would say that he is wrong. In part, I would also say that he is right. He taught me manners, respect, discipline, honor, loyalty, trust, and to never give up. He had parts of his life that I know he regrets. That part, I know he would not like me to follow. For everything else, I would be proud to be like him.
Dad, I love you! I always have. The dad that I am today is mostly due to you. Sure, I make mistakes with my kids and I know that I have and will make mistakes as a son, but I am thankful that you accept me for who I am and continue to build me up to be better.
Scotty
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Sugarland Concert and State Fair
Tonight, as soon as I arrive home from work, Melissa is going to be attending the Sugarland Concert (Country Music) with her mother. Me? I will be staying home playing with the kids, hopefully not losing my mind. Not sure if we are going to go to the park tonight, or just take an evening stroll. Who knows, I may take them to a different park and let them ride their bikes. We will see.
Tomorrow, we are taking the kids to the Indiana State Fair. I was able to obtain two free tickets from some people where I work. Since the girls get in free, all we will have to pay for is the wristbands. The wristbands, one for each girl, cost $15 and will allow them unlimited kiddie rides from 12 - 4pm. That is a pretty good deal as $50 dollars worth of tickets only get us a few rides each. We were considering taking the choo choo wagon to the fair, but think that it will be more of a hassel than not. I hope the kids don't tucker out too soon. We will have to stop and take frequent breaks. I think I am going to get them on the elephant rides or at least the pony rides.
I will update you tomorrow how daddy does over the next day and a half.
Scott H.
Tomorrow, we are taking the kids to the Indiana State Fair. I was able to obtain two free tickets from some people where I work. Since the girls get in free, all we will have to pay for is the wristbands. The wristbands, one for each girl, cost $15 and will allow them unlimited kiddie rides from 12 - 4pm. That is a pretty good deal as $50 dollars worth of tickets only get us a few rides each. We were considering taking the choo choo wagon to the fair, but think that it will be more of a hassel than not. I hope the kids don't tucker out too soon. We will have to stop and take frequent breaks. I think I am going to get them on the elephant rides or at least the pony rides.
I will update you tomorrow how daddy does over the next day and a half.
Scott H.
Friday, August 8, 2008
What a day
This morning, I was woken up by my carpooler and her kids, whom my wife babysits for. So, I hurry up and get ready to go to work. When I get to work, I have an email stating that I did something wrong, again. Then I get an email from home, letting me know we have a problem. .....I have only been away for 1 hour and 50 minutes. Does anyone know of a hole around here that I can climb in? I can already feel my mind heading for "The great depression" and I don't know what to do about it. I still have 7.5 more hours in my work day.
Scott H.
Scott H.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
County Fairs and Stress
Why is it that every time that I want to start doing something healthy, events come up that I feel compelled to eat. Right now, we have the county fairs and the state fairs going on. The smell of the fair food can draw even the most disciplined person to salivate. Thankfully, I am not the type of person that likes the fried candy stuff. You know, like the deep fried twinkie, cookie dough, banana cheesecake foster, reece cup, etc. That stuff is a heart attack waiting to happen. For a big guy like me that heart attack might just happen right there on the fair ground. Something that also helps me is that I don't have any money. Therefore, I go for the cheap necessities and bypass on the rest. Sure, I might partake in a bag of german roasted walnuts or possibly a sandwich from the pork tent, but I am only human.
My current biggest issue is wanting to eat more when my stress level is high. With triplets, that seems like that is always the case. There is always someone wanting my attention or crying to me that the other one hurt them. That makes that little guy on my shoulder say "Hey, that bag of chips sure sounds good right now. Go ahead open the bag." Unfortunately, there is the other guy on the other shoulder saying "hey isn't there some french onion dip in the fridge".
Thankfully, my wife and I have been working on what we are purchasing from the store. Trying not to buy the ice cream, cakes, cookies, etc, that we usually littered the cabinets with. I have also been trying to make my portions less. However, we just went to a parade this past weekend that filled a 1 gallon ice cream container that we took to combine their bags. I need to toss it or give it away. ....hey that reminds me. Back when I was in Weight Watchers the leader told me that she used to have her kids take a few pieces out and then take the rest of it to work for her co-workers. That might just work for me. I may try that, instead of eating pieces that I think they wont eat.
Wish me luck on my continued weight loss. I know that I will need it.
Scotty H.
My current biggest issue is wanting to eat more when my stress level is high. With triplets, that seems like that is always the case. There is always someone wanting my attention or crying to me that the other one hurt them. That makes that little guy on my shoulder say "Hey, that bag of chips sure sounds good right now. Go ahead open the bag." Unfortunately, there is the other guy on the other shoulder saying "hey isn't there some french onion dip in the fridge".
Thankfully, my wife and I have been working on what we are purchasing from the store. Trying not to buy the ice cream, cakes, cookies, etc, that we usually littered the cabinets with. I have also been trying to make my portions less. However, we just went to a parade this past weekend that filled a 1 gallon ice cream container that we took to combine their bags. I need to toss it or give it away. ....hey that reminds me. Back when I was in Weight Watchers the leader told me that she used to have her kids take a few pieces out and then take the rest of it to work for her co-workers. That might just work for me. I may try that, instead of eating pieces that I think they wont eat.
Wish me luck on my continued weight loss. I know that I will need it.
Scotty H.
County Fairs and Stress
Why is it that every time that I want to start doing something healthy, events come up that I feel compelled to eat. Right now, we have the county fairs and the state fairs going on. The smell of the fair food can draw even the most disciplined person to salivate. Thankfully, I am not the type of person that likes the fried candy stuff. You know, like the deep fried twinkie, cookie dough, banana cheesecake foster, reece cup, etc. That stuff is a heart attack waiting to happen. For a big guy like me that heart attack might just happen right there on the fair ground. Something that also helps me is that I don't have any money. Therefore, I go for the cheap necessities and bypass on the rest. Sure, I might partake in a bag of german roasted walnuts or possibly a sandwich from the pork tent, but I am only human.
My current biggest issue is wanting to eat more when my stress level is high. With triplets, that seems like that is always the case. There is always someone wanting my attention or crying to me that the other one hurt them. That makes that little guy on my shoulder say "Hey, that bag of chips sure sounds good right now. Go ahead open the bag." Unfortunately, there is the other guy on the other shoulder saying "hey isn't there some french onion dip in the fridge".
Thankfully, my wife and I have been working on what we are purchasing from the store. Trying not to buy the ice cream, cakes, cookies, etc, that we usually littered the cabinets with. I have also been trying to make my portions less. However, we just went to a parade this past weekend that filled a 1 gallon ice cream container that we took to combine their bags. I need to toss it or give it away. ....hey that reminds me. Back when I was in Weight Watchers the leader told me that she used to have her kids take a few pieces out and then take the rest of it to work for her co-workers. That might just work for me. I may try that, instead of eating pieces that I think they wont eat.
Wish me luck on my continued weight loss. I know that I will need it.
Scotty H.
My current biggest issue is wanting to eat more when my stress level is high. With triplets, that seems like that is always the case. There is always someone wanting my attention or crying to me that the other one hurt them. That makes that little guy on my shoulder say "Hey, that bag of chips sure sounds good right now. Go ahead open the bag." Unfortunately, there is the other guy on the other shoulder saying "hey isn't there some french onion dip in the fridge".
Thankfully, my wife and I have been working on what we are purchasing from the store. Trying not to buy the ice cream, cakes, cookies, etc, that we usually littered the cabinets with. I have also been trying to make my portions less. However, we just went to a parade this past weekend that filled a 1 gallon ice cream container that we took to combine their bags. I need to toss it or give it away. ....hey that reminds me. Back when I was in Weight Watchers the leader told me that she used to have her kids take a few pieces out and then take the rest of it to work for her co-workers. That might just work for me. I may try that, instead of eating pieces that I think they wont eat.
Wish me luck on my continued weight loss. I know that I will need it.
Scotty H.
Married life with multiples
Just to give you an idea of my history. I met my wife while I was in high school. We didn't date until after I graduated. We dated for about 3 years when we discussed and decided to get married. We were one of the magical couples that never seemed to fight. When we did it was usually over something stupid that resolved itself as quickly as it started. We tried to have children for many years. Finally we decided to go through IVF. It was an interesting ride to say the least. Ups and downs and excitement as well as disappointments. Then the children were born.
You hear everyday how 1 child can change the relationship between a husband and a wife. How it can sometimes take you to the edge. Well, as most things when you add 3 of something it increases with difficulty.
I love my wife. Always have, always will. But I really miss the moments when we were in each other's mind and new exactly what the other person was thinking. With triplet brain, that connection has mostly been lost. I have one way of thinking and she has hers. Tonight we started arguing about the process in which we were getting the girls ready for bed. It was stupid, but with anxiety of the girls constant bickering, fighting, and objecting to anything they are told, it makes it really difficult to think as well as communicate effectively.
Honey, I love you! Hugz!
Scott H.
You hear everyday how 1 child can change the relationship between a husband and a wife. How it can sometimes take you to the edge. Well, as most things when you add 3 of something it increases with difficulty.
I love my wife. Always have, always will. But I really miss the moments when we were in each other's mind and new exactly what the other person was thinking. With triplet brain, that connection has mostly been lost. I have one way of thinking and she has hers. Tonight we started arguing about the process in which we were getting the girls ready for bed. It was stupid, but with anxiety of the girls constant bickering, fighting, and objecting to anything they are told, it makes it really difficult to think as well as communicate effectively.
Honey, I love you! Hugz!
Scott H.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Update
Well, I would like to say that things are going well since starting this program, but I am pretty much doing the same thing. I try to eat good, yet still partake in the sweetness of candy. Combine this with my recent birthday and lack of time to prep meals for the girls, and I am preparing myself for failure. I have been told over the years to try and prepare freezer meals so that there can always be a quick meal available, but I haven't yet tried that.
Scott H.
Scott H.
Stresses of Life ~ Preschool
It is a common fact that most of us experience financial, emotional, and physical stress from the daily events that life brings us. Combine this with 4 year old girls, and it only makes things worse. Right now, we are battling the question, what do we do about preschool.
Here are our options:
1.) Go to a great preschool in the area and struggle every month to pay tuition,
2.) Go to more of a play/socialize preschool for a third of the cost and much less hours, or
3.) Give up the thought of sending them to preschool.
Please give me your feedback and suggestions.
Thanks,
Scott H.
Here are our options:
1.) Go to a great preschool in the area and struggle every month to pay tuition,
2.) Go to more of a play/socialize preschool for a third of the cost and much less hours, or
3.) Give up the thought of sending them to preschool.
Please give me your feedback and suggestions.
Thanks,
Scott H.
Friday, August 1, 2008
Lord, I want to be just like you....Cause they want to be just like me
The other day, I was driving home from work and started singing a song. I have included the words to the song her. Understand, that now that I have triplet girls, the words have changed just a bit. But the meaning is still very much the same.
He climbs in my lap for a goodnight hug
He calls me Dad and I call him Bub
With his faded old pillow and a bear named Pooh
He snuggles up close and says, "I want to be like you"
I tuck him in bed and I kiss him goodnight
Trippin' over the toys as I turn out the light
And I whisper a prayer that someday he'll see
He's got a father in God 'cause he's seen Jesus in me
Lord, I want to be just like You
'Cause he wants to be just like me
I want to be a holy example
For his innocent eyes to see
Help me be a living Bible, Lord
That my little boy can read
I want to be just like You
'Cause he wants to be like me
Got to admit I've got so far to go
Make so many mistakes and I'm sure that You know
Sometimes it seems no matter how hard I try
With all the pressures in life I just can't get it all right
But I'm trying so hard to learn from the best
Being patient and kind, filled with Your tenderness
'Cause I know that he'll learn from the things that he sees
And the Jesus he finds will be the Jesus in me
Right now from where he stands I may seem mighty tall
But it's only 'cause I'm learning from the best Father of them all
Where am I going with this, you may ask. Too many days, I wonder how my girls see me. What are they learning every day when I yell, when I scream, when I spank, when I hug, when I kiss, when sing, when I play. What kind of man are they seeing in me? Am I the kind of example that I want them to grow up to be like? I hope so. Each day I try, but each day I feel like I fail. Because of that, I feel that I am doing a good job. Because, I know that because I care so much of how I am, shows me that I am doing the best I can. I am heading in the right direction and as long as I keep looking toward the SON, I will be the best dad I can be.
I hope that this isn't coming out too sappy, but that is who I am.
He climbs in my lap for a goodnight hug
He calls me Dad and I call him Bub
With his faded old pillow and a bear named Pooh
He snuggles up close and says, "I want to be like you"
I tuck him in bed and I kiss him goodnight
Trippin' over the toys as I turn out the light
And I whisper a prayer that someday he'll see
He's got a father in God 'cause he's seen Jesus in me
Lord, I want to be just like You
'Cause he wants to be just like me
I want to be a holy example
For his innocent eyes to see
Help me be a living Bible, Lord
That my little boy can read
I want to be just like You
'Cause he wants to be like me
Got to admit I've got so far to go
Make so many mistakes and I'm sure that You know
Sometimes it seems no matter how hard I try
With all the pressures in life I just can't get it all right
But I'm trying so hard to learn from the best
Being patient and kind, filled with Your tenderness
'Cause I know that he'll learn from the things that he sees
And the Jesus he finds will be the Jesus in me
Right now from where he stands I may seem mighty tall
But it's only 'cause I'm learning from the best Father of them all
Where am I going with this, you may ask. Too many days, I wonder how my girls see me. What are they learning every day when I yell, when I scream, when I spank, when I hug, when I kiss, when sing, when I play. What kind of man are they seeing in me? Am I the kind of example that I want them to grow up to be like? I hope so. Each day I try, but each day I feel like I fail. Because of that, I feel that I am doing a good job. Because, I know that because I care so much of how I am, shows me that I am doing the best I can. I am heading in the right direction and as long as I keep looking toward the SON, I will be the best dad I can be.
I hope that this isn't coming out too sappy, but that is who I am.
Please Read
I have been seeing this blog on several other triplet blogs. While this is perfectly fine, I would think you would find better content on the girls blog. http://huffmantriplets.blogspot.com/
Scott H.
Scott H.
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