About Me

I've been  talking about starting a blog for probably a year, and I'm finally doing it. I'm going to share with you a little about myself and my family.

My name is Lynette Mae Atwood Martin, I am 48 years old and am the mother of 5 kids. My daughter Nicole is married to Carter Peterson and they have a son Jack. Jack is my handsome grandson. I also have 5 handsome sons. Ryan 19, is serving a mission for our church in Boise, Idaho, Tyler 17 is in last year of high school, Max 15 is in grade 10, and Justin 14 is in grade 8. After 22 years of marriage I am separated. Sometimes, I find it hard to believe that I no longer have a significant other.

My four handsome sons

Elder Ryan Martin Aug7th 2013

Nicole holding Jack for the first time

Nicole & Carter

This year (2013) has been full of  a lot of tears. January I found out that I was going to be a grandma to a little boy in June. Well, he came a few months early. Jack Cameron Peterson was born 12 weeks early on March 25, 2013 weighing in at a whopping 2 lbs 9 oz. His birth was the one ray of sunshine this year. He is now 9 months old, weighs 18 lbs and has 3.5 teeth. Oh how I love my little Jack.

The end of August brought more tears. My husband of 22 years announced that he had fallen in love with someone else. Really?   He was my best friend. The only man I've ever loved. We had been through so much together. I stood by him through thick and thin. Never ever did I expect this. There are times when I'm still in shock.

My mom

My mom was diagnosed with Non alcoholic cirrhosis of the liver about 10 years ago. In September of 2012 we were told that she was in liver failure and the only thing to help her was a transplant, but she wasn't sick enough. The doctors told us then that she would have about a year to live. In September of 2012 is when she first started to having her stomach tapped. They would insert a needle and would drain her stomach. The first time it was 12 units of liquid that they removed. She would go in once a month to start with, by the spring it was every every 3 weeks, by the summer it was every 2 weeks, and then once a week. My mom was so strong through it all. I don't remember ever hearing her complain. My dad did not leave her side. They were married for 50 years. On September 1 2013 my mom passed away. She was one of my best friends. A day doesn't go by that I don't think of her. I'm so thankful that I was holding her hand when she took her last breath.

My ever faithful dad sitting by my mom

Things have been tough financially for us. I had my vehicle reposed the end of September, and lost my house the end of November. Wowser!

I find myself starting over. I am now a single mom, raising 3 boys plus an adoptive son. I live in a small but comfortable rental home. After not working for 22 years, I had to find a job. I applied for a substitute EA (educational assistant) within our school district. I worked a few days in October at the Junior High, and then came a full-time substitute position at the high school. I love it! I'm working with a teacher who teaches Foods, Art, and Drama.

I feel so blessed. I have the love and support of friends and family around me. I know that the trials I've had this past year I've had for a reason.