Well. Because I'm somewhat OCD, my diagnosis--not a professional's, I have locked myself in the bedroom the last week as I ran fever. Low grade with no other symptoms to speak of. So bizarre. I went to the doc on Friday. She said I have a little fluid in my ears and some drainage with a little rattle in my chest, but no signs of any serious infections. So she gave me a script for z-pac and told me if things get worse or if I'm still running fever by Sunday to start the meds. Well by Sunday I was still running fever. But I delayed and started the meds today.
I am going stir crazy in this bedroom. Normally I wouldn't be quite so careful to avoid the kids, but with Little m's hives/whatever it is issues, I am being super careful to keep her well. Tomorrow I take her to the ENT. Hopefully he'll have some insight and I can relax my paranoia a little. I am still traumatized over the stint in the hospital.
I started reading a book on my Kindle called the Happiness Project. Or something. It's kind of a neat concept. And she keeps saying these things that hit me over the head like "THAT'S SO ME!" For example she said that she's not unhappy or depressed, but that she finds herself 'always on the edge of agitation.' I had a total aha moment (not to quote Oprah). That's my problem. I call it stress, but I guess it's always just being aggravated about something or at myself for not having something done. It kind of drags me down and makes me not as happy as I could be.
So her first chapter talks about being more energetic by getting more sleep (if only), exercise (yeah I was right in the middle of that when fever struck) and--this I can completely relate to--getting more organized. I have wanted for SO long, since we moved into the new house, to get it organized. I have never been able to because something like this fever always gets in the way.
I can't even tell you how many times I've told my husband that if the house were clean I would be MUCH easier to get along with. And you know what?? When the house is clean, my kids get along better.
Back to the stir crazy--I also miss my kids terribly. I just want to give them a big old hug! I'm supposed to go the CTMH convention in 16 days. I really really want to cancel. I could use that time so much more effectively here. Like plan my first CTMH party....
Monday, June 25, 2012
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Take the time to blog woman!
To pick up where we left off...
Little m and I and Little md all recovered. But then Little m got ill again with perhaps a stomach thing or perhaps a reaction to coming off of the steroid. (BTW that steroid caused her to eat all day, have even more temper tantrums and lift the furniture with hand. okay I made that last one up.) She was on the steroid because of the hives caused by probably the high levels of mycoplasma pneumoniae in the system. It's a bacteria that causes pneumonia and can stay in the body for LONG periods of time.
Well May rocked on and by the end of the school year things were starting to look up. Little m was over the week-long diarrhea. Little d had her Field day, AR water fun day, awards day! And then we were home freeeeee! Except the Sunday after school was out Little d came down with a high fever and Little d was coming down with severe hives again. Ugh. Two trips to the walk in clinic later, and Little d had acute tonsillitis and Little d had another round of steroids.
The new pediatrician saw her the following Tuesday and thinks that the bacteria is lingering and could continue to flair up causing the hives. She said she could have tonsilitis also because her throat looked like it could be infected. (The doc on Sunday had said her tonsils were swollen). So she had to take a round of antibiotics. We are now waiting until next Tuesday to see a ENT doc to see if her tonsils will need to come out. She will also need to see the allergist. Sooooo not how I wanted to spend the summer.
We did have a nice week (almost) of D being off after working a month-long shutdown. One night we even ate pizza in the pool!! D and I have been doing a little cleaning, shopping for tile, just hanging with the kids and our fab neighbors (my bro and his wife). I've even started working out and eating better. I'm down four pounds, but the best part is I'm feeling healthier. And like I'm getting stronger.
At least until this morning. Woke up with a tickle in my throat. Took some allergy medicine in case it's from the cleaning. Then locked myself in the bedroom while D spent the day with the kids. Thought it was getting better, but then I got some chills so I took my temp this afternoon. Yep. Between 99 and 100. L O V E L Y. I don't even know anymore.
So not how I want to spend the summer....
Little m and I and Little md all recovered. But then Little m got ill again with perhaps a stomach thing or perhaps a reaction to coming off of the steroid. (BTW that steroid caused her to eat all day, have even more temper tantrums and lift the furniture with hand. okay I made that last one up.) She was on the steroid because of the hives caused by probably the high levels of mycoplasma pneumoniae in the system. It's a bacteria that causes pneumonia and can stay in the body for LONG periods of time.
Well May rocked on and by the end of the school year things were starting to look up. Little m was over the week-long diarrhea. Little d had her Field day, AR water fun day, awards day! And then we were home freeeeee! Except the Sunday after school was out Little d came down with a high fever and Little d was coming down with severe hives again. Ugh. Two trips to the walk in clinic later, and Little d had acute tonsillitis and Little d had another round of steroids.
The new pediatrician saw her the following Tuesday and thinks that the bacteria is lingering and could continue to flair up causing the hives. She said she could have tonsilitis also because her throat looked like it could be infected. (The doc on Sunday had said her tonsils were swollen). So she had to take a round of antibiotics. We are now waiting until next Tuesday to see a ENT doc to see if her tonsils will need to come out. She will also need to see the allergist. Sooooo not how I wanted to spend the summer.
We did have a nice week (almost) of D being off after working a month-long shutdown. One night we even ate pizza in the pool!! D and I have been doing a little cleaning, shopping for tile, just hanging with the kids and our fab neighbors (my bro and his wife). I've even started working out and eating better. I'm down four pounds, but the best part is I'm feeling healthier. And like I'm getting stronger.
At least until this morning. Woke up with a tickle in my throat. Took some allergy medicine in case it's from the cleaning. Then locked myself in the bedroom while D spent the day with the kids. Thought it was getting better, but then I got some chills so I took my temp this afternoon. Yep. Between 99 and 100. L O V E L Y. I don't even know anymore.
So not how I want to spend the summer....
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Hop pit tul
That's how Little m says hospital. And that's where she spent the weekend.
Last Saturday night (a week ago) she acted a little puny. Didn't want to eat dinner--just very tired. Sunday she was acting a little off also, so I checked her temp in the afternoon and it was 99. She had a bit of a cough, so I thought she had a little cold. Lucky us--she was just about finished with her antibiotics for an ear infection. She has a low temp and a little cough Monday. Monday I went shopping and got a new ear thermometer because I just haven't trusted my forehead temp taker. When I got home and tried it out, it showed she had 101. During the night it shot up to 103.9 so I sent my mom and dad to the all night pharmacy to get ibuprofen since obviously the Tylenol was not working.
Tuesday I took her in to our pediatrician. He did a rapid strep and RSV culture in the office. They were both negative. He sent us to the lab for the full strep and flu cultures. Both of those were negative, so he said it was just a virus that needed to run it's course. But her fever was still spiking over 103 while I was alternately tylenol and ibuprofen. She was hardly eating and just sipping on water or occasionally juice. She also had a rash on her upper arms and legs. By Friday I was at the end of my rope.
At 815a I called his office back. I left a message with the nurse and after an hour she hadn't returned my call. I decided to call my partner in crime's peds office. They weren't accepting new patients except on a waiting list but I said I wanted a second opinion on a high fever that had been going on for a week. They said bring her in at 3p.
At 1145a my nurse finally called back. She got a little snippy when she found out that I had an appointment with another office. But I've gotten over that guilt trip.
I was so nervous in my decision. I felt like I burned a bridge with my old doc by just making the other appointment. What if the new doc didn't take my kids as new patients? Where would we go? Then I thought my kid's don't have to have a pediatrician. My regular doc would be fine. Since Little md turned two they are all done with their vaccines. So to have a specialized doc wasn't a must. I feel confident if my doc needed to consult a pediatrician he would. He comes from a line of doctors and he has kids of his own. We really like him and his staff and his PA.
It was also helpful that my husband, mom and dad, two best friends, brother and sis in law all agreed and supported me.
At the new doc's office, we went into the sick kid waiting room (yes separate waiting rooms-bonus). As I was filling out paperwork one of the receptionists noticed Little m looked like she was running fever and got us immediately into a room. Within two minutes we were speaking to the doc. She gave Little m Motrin (her temp was 102.5). And began the exam. She decided that her fever was too high for just a virus for that long. She said we should admit her to the hospital (where she was on call for the weekend) and run tests and get an IV started because she was getting dehydrated. She said that would help her feel better and fight the infection. She wanted to start her on two IV antibiotics and if her chest xray came back showing pneumonia, then start her on an oral antibiotic.
At this point I started tearing up because let's face it...it pretty much confirmed my worst fear that my little girl was very sick. Dr. Maya gave me a hug--'it's going to be okay mama' she said.
We left her office with the admitting orders and went to the hospital to check in. My daughter was amazing. She let them do the IV and draw blood and followed orders and didn't fight or even cry. I put her in a diaper in the hospital because with her sleeping so much and feeling so weak I knew there would be accidents.
At this point I can't even begin to describe what it felt like to see her in that tiny hospital gown in the bed with the IV in her little hand. This was taken with my phone on Sunday. She was doing so much better, her color was good and she was smiling. Thank goodness her two Merlia dolls were able to come stay with her in the hospital.
There are moments and pictures of this weekend that are etched in my brain. Her watching them start her IV. D carrying her downstairs for her chest x-ray. Her getting choked up talking to her sister on the phone because she missed her so much. Her taking one bite of graham cracker and saying 'mom I need a break' because she just couldn't eat another bite. Holding her while she gagged over taking her medicine. And then her saying through her tears "Mom I love you so much. And this just makes me love you even more." I still cry when I think of that moment.
And the better moments; Her singing on Monday so loud that I told her she needed to be quiet so she didn't scare the nurses down the hall. Her getting visits from my two BFFs and her grandparents and her aunt. The all day Dora fest that she had Sunday because she was the only non baby patient on the floor and got to choose the in house movie. The fact that her fever went away and the medicines started working. Chocolate cake smeared on her face when she finally started eating again.
We got to walk the hall Sunday afternoon because she had been fever free for 24 hours. She loved looking out the window into the garden. We saw flowers and birds and a water fountain. Then we looked out another side and I said 'do you think we can see our house from here?' She looked down and said 'no, I'm ready to go back to the room.' I really think she had a bout of true depression while in the hospital. Even after she felt better, she still was down and not herself.
So what we discovered from the testing was that she had a mild case of pneumonia. Other lab tests are still pending, but Dr. Maya seems to think there was some other underlying infection. Her blood work numbers were off initially, but that could all be related to the infection. Her second set of labs were returning to normal. We have a followup appointment Friday.
I came down with something in the hospital myself. And as soon as I got home Monday afternoon and took a shower, I went to the walk in clinic where they were able to give me a steroid shot and antibiotic to treat fever and sore throat. I won't even get into the stress I am feeling over being around Little m during this. God willing her meds will keep her from catching this. I am on quarantine in the bedroom for now.
Through it all I would not have survived without my mom and dad and husband and BFFS and brother and his wife. They were constant support.
Soon I'll have to update on the dance recital that happened Saturday night. I just am a little emotionally spent right now.
Last Saturday night (a week ago) she acted a little puny. Didn't want to eat dinner--just very tired. Sunday she was acting a little off also, so I checked her temp in the afternoon and it was 99. She had a bit of a cough, so I thought she had a little cold. Lucky us--she was just about finished with her antibiotics for an ear infection. She has a low temp and a little cough Monday. Monday I went shopping and got a new ear thermometer because I just haven't trusted my forehead temp taker. When I got home and tried it out, it showed she had 101. During the night it shot up to 103.9 so I sent my mom and dad to the all night pharmacy to get ibuprofen since obviously the Tylenol was not working.
Tuesday I took her in to our pediatrician. He did a rapid strep and RSV culture in the office. They were both negative. He sent us to the lab for the full strep and flu cultures. Both of those were negative, so he said it was just a virus that needed to run it's course. But her fever was still spiking over 103 while I was alternately tylenol and ibuprofen. She was hardly eating and just sipping on water or occasionally juice. She also had a rash on her upper arms and legs. By Friday I was at the end of my rope.
At 815a I called his office back. I left a message with the nurse and after an hour she hadn't returned my call. I decided to call my partner in crime's peds office. They weren't accepting new patients except on a waiting list but I said I wanted a second opinion on a high fever that had been going on for a week. They said bring her in at 3p.
At 1145a my nurse finally called back. She got a little snippy when she found out that I had an appointment with another office. But I've gotten over that guilt trip.
I was so nervous in my decision. I felt like I burned a bridge with my old doc by just making the other appointment. What if the new doc didn't take my kids as new patients? Where would we go? Then I thought my kid's don't have to have a pediatrician. My regular doc would be fine. Since Little md turned two they are all done with their vaccines. So to have a specialized doc wasn't a must. I feel confident if my doc needed to consult a pediatrician he would. He comes from a line of doctors and he has kids of his own. We really like him and his staff and his PA.
It was also helpful that my husband, mom and dad, two best friends, brother and sis in law all agreed and supported me.
At the new doc's office, we went into the sick kid waiting room (yes separate waiting rooms-bonus). As I was filling out paperwork one of the receptionists noticed Little m looked like she was running fever and got us immediately into a room. Within two minutes we were speaking to the doc. She gave Little m Motrin (her temp was 102.5). And began the exam. She decided that her fever was too high for just a virus for that long. She said we should admit her to the hospital (where she was on call for the weekend) and run tests and get an IV started because she was getting dehydrated. She said that would help her feel better and fight the infection. She wanted to start her on two IV antibiotics and if her chest xray came back showing pneumonia, then start her on an oral antibiotic.
At this point I started tearing up because let's face it...it pretty much confirmed my worst fear that my little girl was very sick. Dr. Maya gave me a hug--'it's going to be okay mama' she said.
We left her office with the admitting orders and went to the hospital to check in. My daughter was amazing. She let them do the IV and draw blood and followed orders and didn't fight or even cry. I put her in a diaper in the hospital because with her sleeping so much and feeling so weak I knew there would be accidents.
At this point I can't even begin to describe what it felt like to see her in that tiny hospital gown in the bed with the IV in her little hand. This was taken with my phone on Sunday. She was doing so much better, her color was good and she was smiling. Thank goodness her two Merlia dolls were able to come stay with her in the hospital.
There are moments and pictures of this weekend that are etched in my brain. Her watching them start her IV. D carrying her downstairs for her chest x-ray. Her getting choked up talking to her sister on the phone because she missed her so much. Her taking one bite of graham cracker and saying 'mom I need a break' because she just couldn't eat another bite. Holding her while she gagged over taking her medicine. And then her saying through her tears "Mom I love you so much. And this just makes me love you even more." I still cry when I think of that moment.
And the better moments; Her singing on Monday so loud that I told her she needed to be quiet so she didn't scare the nurses down the hall. Her getting visits from my two BFFs and her grandparents and her aunt. The all day Dora fest that she had Sunday because she was the only non baby patient on the floor and got to choose the in house movie. The fact that her fever went away and the medicines started working. Chocolate cake smeared on her face when she finally started eating again.
We got to walk the hall Sunday afternoon because she had been fever free for 24 hours. She loved looking out the window into the garden. We saw flowers and birds and a water fountain. Then we looked out another side and I said 'do you think we can see our house from here?' She looked down and said 'no, I'm ready to go back to the room.' I really think she had a bout of true depression while in the hospital. Even after she felt better, she still was down and not herself.
So what we discovered from the testing was that she had a mild case of pneumonia. Other lab tests are still pending, but Dr. Maya seems to think there was some other underlying infection. Her blood work numbers were off initially, but that could all be related to the infection. Her second set of labs were returning to normal. We have a followup appointment Friday.
I came down with something in the hospital myself. And as soon as I got home Monday afternoon and took a shower, I went to the walk in clinic where they were able to give me a steroid shot and antibiotic to treat fever and sore throat. I won't even get into the stress I am feeling over being around Little m during this. God willing her meds will keep her from catching this. I am on quarantine in the bedroom for now.
Through it all I would not have survived without my mom and dad and husband and BFFS and brother and his wife. They were constant support.
Soon I'll have to update on the dance recital that happened Saturday night. I just am a little emotionally spent right now.
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Updates {Little md turns two}
I'm going to make a long post about what's been going on since I just realized how long it's been since I updated!!
Little md
Just look at that face. Tell me you wouldn't want to kiss that everyday!
In case you were wondering what those little patches of colorful dots are...
It's grass with wildflowers of course.
Little md seems to enjoy his cake.
And so did I. As evidenced here by my husband...the photographer. Ahem.
You're certainly welcome for that picture.
It was a fun afternoon. Little md got toys, a pool full of balls and a bubble machine. Don't forget the remote control monster truck! Why, what else does that boy do in his spare time you ask? Practice his planking on the kitchen table...
Little m
Who is NOT little. Just ask her. And in her recital she gets to shout "momma I'm a big girl now!!" And shout she does. Not just at dance practice. She is just generally loud. I tease that in twenty five years I'll be telling Oprah how we used to tell our world famous opera singing daughter to please stop yelling!!!! I really do think she's could shatter a glass. Or a brain. Mine.
Oh I'm too tired to make this any longer. :)
Little md
Just look at that face. Tell me you wouldn't want to kiss that everyday!
Tomorrow (or today depending on when I finish this) he turns two. He can even hold up the two fingers to prove it. He loves all things tractor. That includes dump trucks, front end loaders, you get the idea. So even though I thought monsters would be a cute party theme....I knew that he would prefer construction.
I got the idea for this cake on pinterest (of course) but did some editing. It turned out way better than I thought it would.
I had been fully prepared for this to be Little md's mulligan cake. As in the year I totally screwed up his birthday cake/party. The year Little d started school was her mulligan cake. I didn't even make one. I let my MIL make cupcakes instead--which she iced with cream cheese frosting, after I told her that might upset Little d's stomach. Ahem. Little m hasn't had a mulligan yet. What do you think? Does this cake pass? Do I still get a mulligan at some later date for Little md, too?
I got the idea for this cake on pinterest (of course) but did some editing. It turned out way better than I thought it would.
I had been fully prepared for this to be Little md's mulligan cake. As in the year I totally screwed up his birthday cake/party. The year Little d started school was her mulligan cake. I didn't even make one. I let my MIL make cupcakes instead--which she iced with cream cheese frosting, after I told her that might upset Little d's stomach. Ahem. Little m hasn't had a mulligan yet. What do you think? Does this cake pass? Do I still get a mulligan at some later date for Little md, too?
In case you were wondering what those little patches of colorful dots are...
It's grass with wildflowers of course.
Little md seems to enjoy his cake.
And so did I. As evidenced here by my husband...the photographer. Ahem.
You're certainly welcome for that picture.
It was a fun afternoon. Little md got toys, a pool full of balls and a bubble machine. Don't forget the remote control monster truck! Why, what else does that boy do in his spare time you ask? Practice his planking on the kitchen table...
Ah but lest I forget to mention. Not only is he a champ at eating his cake he can also blow out the candles all by himself.
Just please don't sing that Happy Birthday song again!
Little d
This girl is amazing. She's so smart. And now always reading. Here's a little picture of her posing before her dance recital pictures. The recital is in a couple of weeks. (I'll be the one crying while her two beautiful daughters are dancing on stage.) This is her jazz costume. For the broadway theme her dance here is from grease "We Go Together" like rama lama ding dang. Or however that song goes. HA. Anyway-she's the cutest Pink Lady I've ever seen....
Just please don't sing that Happy Birthday song again!
Little d
This girl is amazing. She's so smart. And now always reading. Here's a little picture of her posing before her dance recital pictures. The recital is in a couple of weeks. (I'll be the one crying while her two beautiful daughters are dancing on stage.) This is her jazz costume. For the broadway theme her dance here is from grease "We Go Together" like rama lama ding dang. Or however that song goes. HA. Anyway-she's the cutest Pink Lady I've ever seen....
Little m
Who is NOT little. Just ask her. And in her recital she gets to shout "momma I'm a big girl now!!" And shout she does. Not just at dance practice. She is just generally loud. I tease that in twenty five years I'll be telling Oprah how we used to tell our world famous opera singing daughter to please stop yelling!!!! I really do think she's could shatter a glass. Or a brain. Mine.
Oh I'm too tired to make this any longer. :)
Thursday, April 5, 2012
File this under O M G
I actually have a facebook friend who posted this a few minutes ago...
i start my mouthly today think god. No babies think god. i didn't really want to have to start over. my son is half grown. i don't want to have to start over i praise those who do. having children is over rated. If you have lots of money and want child then more power to ya. i am greatful thankyou lord.
Can you even believe it???
i start my mouthly today think god. No babies think god. i didn't really want to have to start over. my son is half grown. i don't want to have to start over i praise those who do. having children is over rated. If you have lots of money and want child then more power to ya. i am greatful thankyou lord.
Can you even believe it???
'having children is over rated.' Let's hope her 'half grown' son isn't her friend on facebook....
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
This just in....
I've walked on the treadmill for three mornings in a row. Some sort of pattern??
Tomorrow is Little d's first 'out of town' field trip. To a dairy farm. D says I should take notes. You may remember my obsession with wanting to raise chickens? Well I've recently become enamored with the idea of having a dairy cow. The fact that I can't really eat dairy has not completely escaped me...
Still. working. on. CTMH. stuff.
Sally's has nail polish buy two get one free. This will break all my reserve for not buying new polish.
Three day week-end, are we there yet?!?
Eight more weeks of school--can't wait for summer!
Tomorrow is Little d's first 'out of town' field trip. To a dairy farm. D says I should take notes. You may remember my obsession with wanting to raise chickens? Well I've recently become enamored with the idea of having a dairy cow. The fact that I can't really eat dairy has not completely escaped me...
Still. working. on. CTMH. stuff.
Sally's has nail polish buy two get one free. This will break all my reserve for not buying new polish.
Three day week-end, are we there yet?!?
Eight more weeks of school--can't wait for summer!
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Linked In {and Louse Update}
No, not like the networking site. Although I might have a profile there too, not sure. I meant I am completely linked in as far as the CTMH stuff goes. Now I'm just trying to get things started for a Launch Party.
Well, I'm not trying all that hard. Mostly I'm trying to keep the rest of the house louse-free. And so far, success.
Here's what happened. Little d came home from school Tuesday (of last week) and as I was getting her hair ready for dance, I noticed these small white dots in her hair. Firmly attached. What the hell??!
I immediately called my BFF. She answered her cell with "Can I call you back I'm at Ellie's?" (the hairdresser)
I told her "No!" so she knew it was serious. She confirmed that I was probably looking at lice eggs. Ugh and Ick.
They offered a few suggestions, and I also called the pediatrician. Over the counter stuff first his office said.
Off to Walgreens. Again. And this time I didn't even stop to look at the polishes. Yeah. It was for real. First I let her eat dinner because I knew that she needed that before we even started to work on the hair. To do the shampoo I laid her out on the counter and washed her hair over the sink. I didn't want her soaking in a tub of pesticide. Next began the nit-picking task of umm well nit picking.
All total we spent about three hours on the process. About two thirds through the nit-picking, Little d was getting incredibly tired, cranky and started crying. My back was killing me and I was freaking out over whether or not the whole thing was going to work and whether or not I would be dealing with this with the other two...or me....or D.
So I did the only thing I could think of. I started singing. I can't stand the rain....outside my window....bringing back sweet memories. Do do do do dah Do do do do do bop bop.
Little d stopped crying. "What are you singing??"
"A song from when I was little."
"Sing it again." So I did. I mean the little I knew of it. Then I had my mom find it on her laptop and we all jammed to it.
"The tide is high and I'm moooovin' on....I'm gonna be your nuuuuumber one. I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like thaaaaaat noooooooo."
"Oh I know that one mom!" So then we sang to that together.
D poked his head in the dining room. "Hey that sounded pretty good!" He of course knew none of these songs.
For the grand finale?
"Won't you take me to....funkytown....won't you take me to funkytown!?"
By the time we were through, all of us were laughing. I have to say even though there were lice involved....one of the best nights ever. My daughter is one amazing kid. What a blessed mom I am.
Well, I'm not trying all that hard. Mostly I'm trying to keep the rest of the house louse-free. And so far, success.
Here's what happened. Little d came home from school Tuesday (of last week) and as I was getting her hair ready for dance, I noticed these small white dots in her hair. Firmly attached. What the hell??!
I immediately called my BFF. She answered her cell with "Can I call you back I'm at Ellie's?" (the hairdresser)
I told her "No!" so she knew it was serious. She confirmed that I was probably looking at lice eggs. Ugh and Ick.
They offered a few suggestions, and I also called the pediatrician. Over the counter stuff first his office said.
Off to Walgreens. Again. And this time I didn't even stop to look at the polishes. Yeah. It was for real. First I let her eat dinner because I knew that she needed that before we even started to work on the hair. To do the shampoo I laid her out on the counter and washed her hair over the sink. I didn't want her soaking in a tub of pesticide. Next began the nit-picking task of umm well nit picking.
All total we spent about three hours on the process. About two thirds through the nit-picking, Little d was getting incredibly tired, cranky and started crying. My back was killing me and I was freaking out over whether or not the whole thing was going to work and whether or not I would be dealing with this with the other two...or me....or D.
So I did the only thing I could think of. I started singing. I can't stand the rain....outside my window....bringing back sweet memories. Do do do do dah Do do do do do bop bop.
Little d stopped crying. "What are you singing??"
"A song from when I was little."
"Sing it again." So I did. I mean the little I knew of it. Then I had my mom find it on her laptop and we all jammed to it.
"The tide is high and I'm moooovin' on....I'm gonna be your nuuuuumber one. I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like thaaaaaat noooooooo."
"Oh I know that one mom!" So then we sang to that together.
D poked his head in the dining room. "Hey that sounded pretty good!" He of course knew none of these songs.
For the grand finale?
"Won't you take me to....funkytown....won't you take me to funkytown!?"
By the time we were through, all of us were laughing. I have to say even though there were lice involved....one of the best nights ever. My daughter is one amazing kid. What a blessed mom I am.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Let's Re-cap
stomach flu
stomach flu
pink eye
cold
severe cough
week long fever
pink eye
two week cough
pink eye
LICE!
You didn't see that last one coming did ya?? Yeah, neither did I.
stomach flu
pink eye
cold
severe cough
week long fever
pink eye
two week cough
pink eye
LICE!
You didn't see that last one coming did ya?? Yeah, neither did I.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Little md
Today (as has been our schedule for the past few days) he woke at 1130am. He tends to fall asleep just anywhere around 6pm. Then (and this is the part I heart the most) he stays awake until 3am. In the ever loving morning. Sigh. Can't wait for D to be off nights so he can help get him back to normal.
Good thing he's so stinkin' cute....
This evening he was hanging out in his room on the new bed watching Nick Jr.
I sneaked in and got a picture. Notice how he didn't move. Just looked at me with his eyes.
So many times a day I am thankful this little boy made it into my life. What a great addition he is to our family. He's very lovable, even though now he's entering the terrible twos. His tantrums are marvelously epic. But he has just now started giving kisses. Before he would just turn his cheek for you to give him a kiss.
He hardly takes the 'baa' (pacifier) out of his mouth. And he would drink a bottle several times a day if I let him. I try to keep the pacifier from him so he will start talking. He's got a few words in his vocabulary.
Baa: pacifier
Bah-uul: bottle
Pees: please (followed by "pe pe pe pe pe pe" with hands clasped under chin)
Dah: which can mean Dad, ice, yes, or many other things. Just depends on the context.
Nowah: no
Meh: Me or his name, he always says this when pointing to his chest.
Mah: mom
side: or something like it to mean outside
Go: go
Mowah: more
bye: bye
ni-ni: night night
hi: hi
Wah wah: water
pow: shooting a gun noise
mote: for remote
beh: bed
gah-ya: got cha!
moo-it: move it! (like out of my way!)
And my all time favorite....neuw-won, which means new one. As in baa. As in new pacifier please I can't find my old one. It's so adorable, I must get it on video.
He eats just about anything we give him, then finishes what's on everyone else's plate. He's very tall and muscular. Such a little man. Still--no hair to speak of. So more like a little bald man--ha. I love it.
Almost two, my baby.
Good thing he's so stinkin' cute....
This evening he was hanging out in his room on the new bed watching Nick Jr.
I sneaked in and got a picture. Notice how he didn't move. Just looked at me with his eyes.
So many times a day I am thankful this little boy made it into my life. What a great addition he is to our family. He's very lovable, even though now he's entering the terrible twos. His tantrums are marvelously epic. But he has just now started giving kisses. Before he would just turn his cheek for you to give him a kiss.
He hardly takes the 'baa' (pacifier) out of his mouth. And he would drink a bottle several times a day if I let him. I try to keep the pacifier from him so he will start talking. He's got a few words in his vocabulary.
Baa: pacifier
Bah-uul: bottle
Pees: please (followed by "pe pe pe pe pe pe" with hands clasped under chin)
Dah: which can mean Dad, ice, yes, or many other things. Just depends on the context.
Nowah: no
Meh: Me or his name, he always says this when pointing to his chest.
Mah: mom
side: or something like it to mean outside
Go: go
Mowah: more
bye: bye
ni-ni: night night
hi: hi
Wah wah: water
pow: shooting a gun noise
mote: for remote
beh: bed
gah-ya: got cha!
moo-it: move it! (like out of my way!)
And my all time favorite....neuw-won, which means new one. As in baa. As in new pacifier please I can't find my old one. It's so adorable, I must get it on video.
He eats just about anything we give him, then finishes what's on everyone else's plate. He's very tall and muscular. Such a little man. Still--no hair to speak of. So more like a little bald man--ha. I love it.
Almost two, my baby.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Spring Break
has been wonderful!!! A whole week of NO school!
For starters, I somehow managed to get the house cleaned. We also got a new twin bed in Little md's room which means I have room to move the treadmill in there. It already has a TV, so now I can workout in the mornings and keep an eye on the kids. Skinny butt here I come!
The kids are completely off schedule...it took about nine seconds of Spring Break for that to happen. I'm okay with it. For now...
I got a Cricut Imagine. I know...it's huge. But I think I got it for a pretty good deal.
I actually am finding small blocks of time during the day to work on the 'new' CTMH business.
And yes, yes I am still buying nail polish....but I told myself after the last purchase that was IT.
:)
For starters, I somehow managed to get the house cleaned. We also got a new twin bed in Little md's room which means I have room to move the treadmill in there. It already has a TV, so now I can workout in the mornings and keep an eye on the kids. Skinny butt here I come!
The kids are completely off schedule...it took about nine seconds of Spring Break for that to happen. I'm okay with it. For now...
I got a Cricut Imagine. I know...it's huge. But I think I got it for a pretty good deal.
I actually am finding small blocks of time during the day to work on the 'new' CTMH business.
And yes, yes I am still buying nail polish....but I told myself after the last purchase that was IT.
:)
Monday, March 5, 2012
Started a little something, did I?
Well the new blog is up and running. Oh yeah. And I signed up for CTMH again. My new upline seems awesome. She lives in California and we've already exchanged a couple of emails. I'm going to try to make this a working business more than a hobby.
So the new blog. It's called Everything She Touches. As in all the crafty stuff I do. I desperately don't want to link it here. The reason is I don't want feedjit traffic over there to show this address. In case MIL goes snooping. I'm planning on linking that blog to my FB and whatever else. Plus using it strictly for 'business' craft stuff. I'm not going to tell personal family stuff over there and have pictures of the kiddos. That's what this blog is for. So I also would never link to here from there.
I asked my brother for advice about putting a link here for my other site and he worked on it and couldn't get the address cloaked-so to speak. But reading through someone else's blog I found out that I could just type the address here duh and not link it. So if you want to visit there, you'd have to copy and paste.
Here is it. http://everythingshetouches.blogspot.com/ So hopefully that works to keep them separate. :) If not, ah hell. I haven't told any lies on here anyway. :)
If you do pop over and check it out, let me know what you think. It's very much a work in progress. I am planning on adding links to my FB, Pinterest, and maybe eventually MyCTMH page if I get one.
I'm going to try to keep it upbeat, humorous, and fun. So not like this blog at all HA!
Okay--off to play on that blog for a while. Oh and guess who has pink eye again--that's right, this girl!! I can't even make this shit up.
So the new blog. It's called Everything She Touches. As in all the crafty stuff I do. I desperately don't want to link it here. The reason is I don't want feedjit traffic over there to show this address. In case MIL goes snooping. I'm planning on linking that blog to my FB and whatever else. Plus using it strictly for 'business' craft stuff. I'm not going to tell personal family stuff over there and have pictures of the kiddos. That's what this blog is for. So I also would never link to here from there.
I asked my brother for advice about putting a link here for my other site and he worked on it and couldn't get the address cloaked-so to speak. But reading through someone else's blog I found out that I could just type the address here duh and not link it. So if you want to visit there, you'd have to copy and paste.
Here is it. http://everythingshetouches.blogspot.com/ So hopefully that works to keep them separate. :) If not, ah hell. I haven't told any lies on here anyway. :)
If you do pop over and check it out, let me know what you think. It's very much a work in progress. I am planning on adding links to my FB, Pinterest, and maybe eventually MyCTMH page if I get one.
I'm going to try to keep it upbeat, humorous, and fun. So not like this blog at all HA!
Okay--off to play on that blog for a while. Oh and guess who has pink eye again--that's right, this girl!! I can't even make this shit up.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Back It Up
I just followed this advice to back up my blog...
http://asimplyklassichome.blogspot.com/2012/02/back-up-your-blog-now.html
I really would like to get it printed into a book, I should look into that.
http://asimplyklassichome.blogspot.com/2012/02/back-up-your-blog-now.html
I really would like to get it printed into a book, I should look into that.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Dallas Glitter!
Remember when I went to the Dallas game and did a silver glitter manicure. Well on a trip to the grocery store I recently found the PERFECT polish to wear the next time I get to go to a game!! It's a Sally Hansen polish called Showgirl Chic. I tried it out over a solid white polish (China Glaze White on White) and LOVED it. Here's a really poor picture of it.
Little d had it on her nails too. (without the white undercoat)
Uhg. What a rotten picture.
{This was a scheduled post.}
Little d had it on her nails too. (without the white undercoat)
Uhg. What a rotten picture.
{This was a scheduled post.}
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Just a tiny scrapbook project
It's been eons since I did anything scrapbook-y. But after tackling the scrapbook room clean up (I should totally post before and after pictures. Maybe another day.) I felt all creative. Supplies left on my desk (until the Great Scrapbook Room Re-Oganization Project gets underway) were a new punch from SU! and a stack of DCWV paper. So I did this.
I heart this paper so much. It's Nana's Nursery, Baby Girl by Die Cuts With a View. I just have the little stack, and I wonder if they still make it in 12x12. I should totally get the boy version for Little md's baby book. Which is of course not even started. In fact, Little m's is not started either. For shame. These will be my first projects to complete scrapbook wise!
Have a good one!
I just felt so creative doing such a simple little pennant banner. I am having a time looking for a good location to photograph scrap stuff. My room doesn't have a window so I moved it to the kitchen windowsill, but the day is overcast.
Have a good one!
Friday, February 24, 2012
Just for fun
Here's a list of my current media thingies.
On the DVR: Bethanny Ever After, Top Chef, any Real (ish) Housewife, Dance Moms. Yes I love trashy reality TV.
On the Kindle: re-reading The Hunger Games, finished The Host, about a million samples I need to read.
On the blog roll: anything to do with nail polish or crochet.
On the YouTube playlist: Brett Dennen (Comeback Kid), Reba, Kelly Clarkson, Regina Spektor (Fidelity), Adele (Someone Like You), Goyte (Someone that I Used to Know)
On the plate (as in what I'm snacking on right this second....) Twinkie and Doritos.
Ta-Dah!
On the DVR: Bethanny Ever After, Top Chef, any Real (ish) Housewife, Dance Moms. Yes I love trashy reality TV.
On the Kindle: re-reading The Hunger Games, finished The Host, about a million samples I need to read.
On the blog roll: anything to do with nail polish or crochet.
On the YouTube playlist: Brett Dennen (Comeback Kid), Reba, Kelly Clarkson, Regina Spektor (Fidelity), Adele (Someone Like You), Goyte (Someone that I Used to Know)
On the plate (as in what I'm snacking on right this second....) Twinkie and Doritos.
Ta-Dah!
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