Happiness

The piles of junk by my home computer I am normally an organized person. I return my library books on time. I don't lose them. They may end up with a few bite marks, but other than that, I am such a decent library attendee/consumer/ what's the name I'm thinking of. But, since the onset of my bi-polar I can't keep track of library books worth a darn. They get lost- I've lost two now and I owe the library $30 unless I can buy them for less on amazon and return them. I have $6.00 in fines. You heard me correctly- $6!! I haven't paid it yet, hoping that somehow it just isn't really true. This morning, while checking e-mail, I got another library notice: seven books are due in three days. Do I know where most of them are? I think so, but I'm sure one or two have escaped from the Abbott prison and are now running full speed ahead to the ditch at the end of our street and I'll have to fork even more money to the government, I mean, library. This is my blog....

So, I got my hair cut on Saturday. I love it! It feels fresh, clean, up to date. I found a 20% off coupon and a business card somewhere and that was such a blessing! It was really hard thing for me to do- walk into that salon. Growing up my Mom always cut our hair. In college (10 years of it including Josh's schooling) I went to Paul Mitchell's beauty school and usually just got a trim. I've chopped off my hair two times before, but the cuts weren't as good as this one is. Yay for doing new, hard things and enjoying the results. I even have a follow-up visit planned for the end of May. Every eight weeks is a good time to get a hair cut. You can check out my hair at the family reunions. Speaking of which, I need someone to volunteer to be in charge of a whole family photography session. Any takers? Love, Megan

I'm teaching Primary today, as a substitute for one of my friends. It should be fun. I went to bed last night at 9 pm and woke up at 4:15 am. 7 hours of sleep. I'm turning into my Dad! Who always goes to sleep early and wakes up early also! Since a month ago, I now own two green plants. They make me happy and I'm glad they have decided to join our family. That's all for now. TTFN. Love, Megan Rose Hulihan Abbott p.s. My Mom was here for a week to help out. She made it home safely yesterday. What a blessing good parentage is! Thank you, Mom, for all your help and especially for the home made cookies and bread and a clean toy room. I love you! Love, Megan

So. I've decided to be a parent. Yes, I have four kids. Yes, they are ages 6,4,4 and 2. Yes, I have parented before. But not completely consistent. I want to be their friend and this hurts our relationship. So, after reading Child Wise- how to raise your 3-6 year old, I officially have decided to be my children's parent. Not their friend. That will come later. My first test on this was just now. Elizabeth was watching Hannah Montana, which is Y7. She knows that the rules are you have to be at least 7 to watch y7 cable tv. But, she had someone found it and was watching it anyways. Turn the channel, Elizabeth, I told her. We don't watch y7 until we are 7. "Why not?" she whined "Everyone else is doing it." This is not the first time she has said that. "Yes, but we don't and that's the rules." Then she hit me with a hard statement and tried some tears to go along with it. "But, Mom!" she whined "Hannah Montana is just like me...

April 2007, Grandma- who is watching the kids- and Elizabeth Yesterday, at the hospital, on the in-patient side of floor #6 at Montgomery General Hospital (aka Monkey General), we were all asked to state our name and a mantra we live by. I said that I'm Megan (obviously) and that my mantra was "The best is yet to come." A few others were "stuff happens" and "don't worry. be happy." I would say that also if I was an in-patient at the hospital! Seeing what the patients who were omitted are like, I've realized that I haven't gotten bad enough to actually be admitted into the hospital. I like the hospital. The food is good there and the people are nice. I've decided that I will probably do their 0.h.p.- outpatient hospital program- which is only MWF from 9-12:45 pm. next week. Esperanzaa- alady in our ward has a small daycare and could watch them for me, since my Mom leaves tomorrow! There are three levels of care goi...

So, I went to the hospital yesterday, so the dr. could monitor my meds there. I was quite manic and enjoyed myself the whole time. They upped my medicine. What can I say? I enjoyed learning more about their php program there. It did take work and I did cry during their grief and loss session. I had a classmate die during Thanksgiving break when I was at BYU ten years ago. It hit me pretty hard, and I guess I still haven't gotten over it. I gotta go help Elizabeth get ready for school. Chow, Megan Rose

My Father-in-law and my husband, two of the important men in my life! April 2006 Could bi-polar be a happy way to live? I propose that it can be. I've mentioned that I am bi-polar to all of my 2oo something friends on facebook Then I found out that three other people I know are also bi-polar. I guess the statistics that out of 250 people 2 or 3 would be bipolar is a pretty good statistic. Earlier, before I was diagnosed and it was hinted at, I told Josh that I didn't want to be bi-polar. Not today. Not now. He came back with a terrific comment. It's almost for his reactions to my problems that I married him. So, he said "But if you are bi-polar wouldn't you want to get help for it." Yes. Yes, I do. I'll keep you all posted on my recovery and progression. Love, Megan Rose p.s. Thank you to those who have given me service through out my diagnosis and recovery. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!