Bergman's Bruisers

A Look Into My Life Of Raising Four Rough
And Tumbly Boys

Thursday, November 29, 2012

Turkey Day 2012

What a difference a year can make.  A year ago the kids and I were boarding a plane saying goodbye to our Texas home.  We are now happily back home where I feel we belong.  Making what was old, new again. 

This Thanksgiving I'm grateful for the comforts of home. 

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Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Crazy Baby

Cannon's nickname lately is 'Crazy Baby!' It really needs no definition....he is a cah-razy baby!!  He gets into everything leaving a path of mess and destruction.  This lovely face came from a gumball he found and licked until it left a blue 'blood splatter' like trail from the upstairs down. 

Is this the face of remorse?  No!!
 Not only does he know what he did was naughty he's amazingly pleased with what he's accomplished!

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Wrestle Mania

Harrison made his first wrestling debut last weekend.  Starting with the early morning weigh-in, finger nail and skin check, and ending with figuring out the bracket system to learn when you're up and eventually out--it was a learning experience for us all.

He was smiley and happy not having near the anticipation that I had. 
 The butterflies in my stomach were in full-force!

Although he lost both matches he did not allow himself to be pinned.  Not matter how many times (and there were oh, so many times!) his opponent got him to his back Harrison twisted and manipulated out of it. 

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Monday, November 19, 2012

Another Bruiser Joins The Family

Steve called last week and said, "I've met someone and want to know if I can bring 'em home?" 

I was not expecting the someone to be a dog and even more so a little guy like this!  
But, just as he connected with Steve he did the same to the rest of us and has very quickly become  
one of the family. 

We've named him Chewy for his resemblance to Chewbacca from Star Wars.  
 He's the sweetest little guy and seems to be grateful to have found a 'forever' home. 

The doctor said he's extremely malnourished and, in time, should double his weight.  He said as he gets his energy back we'll see more and more of his personality.  Right now he prefers to sleep and snuggle.  He was severely neglected and his coat was full of clumps and balls of fur.  One trip to the groomers has him walking with a new pep (although it's left him a little chilly and in need of a doggy sweater!)

" Saving just one dog won't change the world, but surely it will change the world for that one dog."

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Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Why I Work Nights- In A Nutshell

I often have to explain myself as to why, twelve years into my job, I still work nights.  I've more then 'paid my dues' and have had more than one opportunity to switch to a more normal schedule.  Truth is, I like nights.  I know it can be hard to understand, why would someone want to stay up when the rest of the world is sleeping just to sleep while the rest of the world is awake. I thought I'd put in in my classic top five list to make it a little easier to see my perspective.

 5.   The hospital is less crowded at night.  The occupational therapist, dieticians, speech therapists, chaplains, doctors, managers, and administrative people are all tucked in their beds asleep, leaving me to do my job best.  That's not to say those people are not very important and needed, just needed more so between 8-5 (when I'm not there)

4. Night nurses are different then their day counterpart.  Not better....just different.  Like a little funnier different, or little more laid back different, or maybe even just a little more like me different.  Whatever it is, I know when you spend twelve hours alone in a room with someone your shift goes a lot faster when you like the person you're with.

3.  Hundred dolla bills y'all!  You make more money.  And if I'm going to be away from my family I want to make the most amount of money I can.

2. Having worked nights forever it's made allowed Steve the opportunity to be more hands on with the kids.  Even though the kids go to sleep a few hours after I leave for work, it's Steve who has to give baths, brush teeth, finish homework, and even take care of the late night snuggling.  I think the kids really enjoy the nights with just Daddy, things aren't quite so regimented and with just a little negotiating they can easily swindle a pushed back bedtime.  I actually think Steve enjoys it, too.  Once he gets the kids in bed he's free to watch ESPN, Pawn Star, and endless car shows without me begging him to turn the channel.

1.Sacrifice worth making.  When I have worked the occasional day shift I miss out on a day entirely with my kids.  I leave for work before they wake up and get home right as they've gone to bed.  Makes my Mommy-guilt go into overdrive not to mention I truly miss being with them.  I like that if I'm willing to sacrifice sleep there's very little I have to miss of this precious time.  I can work two days in a row and in between shifts I can manage to make it to our neighborhood Pumpkin Festival and enjoy a street block party.  My family makes the sacrifice feel easy. 

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Thursday, November 8, 2012

Elmo And I Know It Take II

Although Cannon has much to learn he is following in Gavin's dancing foot steps.....

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Thursday, November 1, 2012


 I have been working on this post for a while--planning to write about the perils of trying to teach eight young children the simple rules of kickball.  But, instead I've been inspired by the land of Facebook and everyone posting what they're thankful for in the month of November. Before I go further just know that what seemed to be a very elementary game turned out to be quite challenging for the kids to get the hang of.  

Back to what I'm thankful for....

My friends have always played a big role in my life. I know this and don't try to pretend I'm one of those people who 'are my own best friend.' I knew that moving to South Carolina would be a challenge, but I really underestimated how isolated I would feel. I'm friendly enough and can make casual conversation with just about anyone.  However, the friends in my life now are different then friends I've ever had before.  They are the women that help raise my children, give me parental advice, and even counsel me on marriage.  What was I thinking that I would easily find  replacements for these very special people in my life?

I didn't find any replacements and my kids didn't either, for that matter.  We were so thankful when we touched down in Texas and had our friends back!  Within a couple days we were celebrating friends' birthdays and visiting our favorite hot spots around town.  

The simple and mundane things in life are far more exciting when you have friends to share them with.

Cannon always has a good laugh....

when he gets to watch this boy act like he's got no sense!

A friendly smile like this brightens even the darkest day.

A big thumbs up to our friends we cherish!  We are beyond thankful!