tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9026486522263226862012-06-20T18:04:54.194-07:00“In order to be irreplaceable one must always be different.” ~Coco ChanelLindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13010930417306958586noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-902648652226322686.post-57919248794975570772011-08-25T06:04:00.000-07:002011-08-25T06:04:18.405-07:00

Two things i'm very excited about- 1) I've moved this blog over to Wordpress. It will allow me more freedom and has more options for the custom theme I'm working on. 2) I'm now the proud owner of www.BipolarNextDoor.com So if you have this blog saved in a reader (or bookmarked) then you'll need to change your subscription to that domain. Come join me!

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This morning I dropped Remington off at his first day of first grade. He was a little nervous last night but this morning he was all good to go. we got there early (I'm early for EVERYTHING.) We took his picture. He was all set in his monogrammed LL Bean backpack. We had to buy him the regular one this year as his "junior" backpack from the last few years was just too small for him. They had all

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Back To School Night 2011

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We had Remi's Back To School night last night. We met his teacher, Mrs Adams, who seems lovely. We discovered that he has a few friends from last year in his class. Including a particular little girl who used to sneak heart laden notes into his backpack. He seem ready to go, though we'll see how he does when I drop him off in the morning. I'm also super excited to see that he has the same home

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After a few hours of repairing damage (Thank you to my doctor for agreeing to help clear everything up!) and answering emails of support I realized I haven't done enough to support another group blog I'm proud to be associated with. Through what I do for them is minimal compared to our very own Aunt Becky and to the people who bravely submit their own stories, I'm still proud to say I'm With The

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I was reading back to some of the posts I made a few months ago. All I can say is "wow." I've come a long way. I barely remember the depression that over took me. It's a painful, but brief memory for me now. I am amazed at what the right cocktail of medications, combined with amazing support, can do for you. My husband and I had a discussion last night about my blog. About how he thinks some

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This is our weekend with the kids. But my ex asked if he could have Remi and go camping. I said yes so we've just had Alex and El this weekend. We've painted nails, done make up, played dolls and watched lots of Food Network. I miss my boy but its been nice to hang with my daughters. In 45 minutes Marcus will leave to take El back to her Mom and for a while it will just be me and Alex. I look

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Ten things that are making me happy right now- 1) My husband. He turned thirty yesterday and I bought him Lego's and made him a cake with candles and his favorite dinner. I'm so lucky to have been blessed with this man. He is truly my best friend. 2) My kids. Ella and Remi are getting so big and I love that they now want to read their bedtime stories to us instead of the other way around. Alexis

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So we have Medco prescription insurance. Which means I can conveniently fill a prescription for three months at my local CVS before I have to switch to the pain in the ass mail order, three moths at a time, you're never going to remember to fill this before you're out Medco bull shit. So that means that 14 days ago I looked forlornly at my now empty Pristiq bottle and though "Eh, how bad can it

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Wow. Between dance recitals and birthday trips and Marcus' vacation we've been busy. This past week we took Ella to Dallas for her birthday trip. We went shopping at the American Girl store, then had lunch at the bistro there. Then we had dinner at the Rainforest Cafe, which was awesome. They had menus printed with her name on them and all the kids got a safari hat and plate to take home. Plus

Lindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13010930417306958586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-902648652226322686.post-84974975553134194282011-06-24T08:39:00.000-07:002011-06-24T08:39:28.400-07:00

I am from wide open pastures, from Honda four wheelers and John Deere tractors and Nissan stick shift trucks. I am from the small town "everybody knows everybody", summer festivals and swimming in the creek letting the cold water rush over our feet.   I am from the two oversize evergreens, the wild sunflowers and brown grass in the summer and walking barefoot on gravel.   I am from family

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This week has me leaning on my faith in God quite heavily. I keep praying for God to be with the judge on Friday as he makes his decisions and for us to remember that no matter what the outcome is, it's God's will in motion and we have to respect that. On top of the custody issues it's been mentioned to my husband that he may be offered a promotion. Which is wonderful but would also require us to

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I'm not sure where I've gone. I know I'm not as habitually optimistic as I used to be. And that I have almost zero enthusiasm for anything anymore. The kicker is that I'm not sure if this is just a really long (for me) depressive cycle or if this is just the way I'm going to feel on these meds. Maybe the bipolar made me feel everything to such an extreme that I'm just not used to feeling the way

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I am so grateful for this three day weekend. My nanny and I started a little tradition on Memorial Day. All of my family that has passed away are buried with in three small towns. So every year I go down to see her and we spend the Sunday before Memorial Day placing flowers on all of the graves. We visit my Granny and Papa (my Dad's parents), my Papa Jim (my mom's Dad) as well as those of my

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My Depo shot was due yesterday. I didn't take it. Which makes today our first official day without birth control. I'm not sure what the leeway is with Depo. I have read that it takes 3-6 months (on average) for ovulation to return. But I also know it could take a year or longer. We'll see. I've promised my husband that I won't go Control Freak on this whole trying to conceive thing. I'm not sure

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On Monday night Remington had a kindergarten program. It was adorable and he had tons of family there to support him. Including my husband's parents (his step grandparents.) Yesterday I got a text from my ex husband admonishing me for not telling him they were coming. Say what now? Why would I need to "warn" you that my husband's lovely, God fearing parents were coming. They have no reason to

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My uncle's 60th birthday party is tomorrow. It's at a Japanese place which isn't some place I would ever go because OMG raw fish. Gross. I tried sushi one. The only time I've had to will myself not to throw up after trying something. As it turns out the rapture is scheduled at the same time. Please God do not let me be taken from a place that encourages men to flip eggs into their hats and serves

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My husband and I have decided that I will not, in fact, be taking my next Depo shot. I am both thrilled and freaking out. One- I've never put a child in daycare. With my other two they always went from my safe arms to those of their grandmother (my now ex MIL.) I knew with out a doubt she loved them as much as I did and as a result I went back to work with my breast pump knowing my babies were

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So I'm changing another of my meds. Going form the Geodon, which at a dose that works, makes me spacey and nonfunctional, to Seroquel. One of the side effects? Weight gain. Which is also a side effect of the Xanax and the Depo Provera. Ya'll I weigh 178 lbs. Now I'm almost 5'8" so that means I'm in a size 10 or 12 but seriously? More weight gain? I've gained almost 20 lbs since starting all these

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I've been on a downward spiral for a few weeks. This is the first severe depressive cycle I've had while my husband and I have lived together (which has only been 8 months.) He's seen manic, he's seen mixed but never a true depression. His usually upbeat wife has had to (sometimes literally) drag herself out of bed. Our usually immaculate house has only been cleaned thanks to his efforts. Friday

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I've been depressed for a few weeks now. Having to drag myself out of bed. High anxiety. Last night I hit rock bottom. Today I posted on Twitter that being Bipolar is like living on the worst roller coaster ride ever. Last night the thought of having to deal with the roller coaster for the rest of my life was just too much. My husband held me while I cried. Then he said something that I just

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I had a kick ass Mother's Day weekend. Friday night we went to see Marcus' parents. I adore his Mom and Dad (his whole family really.) I was having what one might call a high anxiety day and ended up taking three Xanax before we ever got down there but it all worked out well. We gave his mom a Brighton necklace and his Mimi a planter that looked like a tea cup which she loved. We spent most of

Lindseyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13010930417306958586noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-902648652226322686.post-47390335160020371942011-05-08T15:48:00.001-07:002011-05-08T15:49:37.577-07:00

We got a puppy. His name is Walter and he cost me $150 before we ever got him home. But ain't he cute!

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Today I went to Muffins for Moms at Remi's school. He was very excited and we had donuts and bagels and got our picture taken. And he gave me this pot which I adore. Tonight he goes to his Dad's and God how I miss him. But I have this adorable little sunshine colored pot to hold on to.

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