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| Hurt, hurt, hurt. Pain, pain, pain. Make my life miserable for 2 whole days then leave as fast as you came. I don't understand the 2 and 3 day period months. I'm not complaining. I'd just rather have them last longer and not hurt than make me have to take 1000 mg of Motrin at a time for 2 days just to keep from passing out because of the pain. |
| Yes, I gained a pound last week. Actually, I gained 3 pounds, because I was down to 141 when I went to the doctor on Thursday. Yes, I was pissed off as all fuck about that. I was more pissed off at the branch manager, though, for her negativity. Jay's debut novel is out now!  said I should have kicked her in the mouth with my RoboLegs.  I don't know. Ever since Ethan's come along, my violent streak isn't as violent as it used to be. Not that I haven't had violent thoughts... LOL. I did get so mad at Jason a couple of weeks ago that I threw a bunch of plastic Dixie cups at him over and over again. Ethan's got his recheck today for his ear infection. I'm pretty sure that it's gone. All without antibiotics. I'm going to make sure that I shove that down the pediatrician's throat. Because even though I'm not as violent, I really love to gloat. I looooooooooooove being right. I can't help it. My feelings are still hurt from yesterday. You'd think I could just get over someone making a huge assumption about my eating habits, but I haven't. I can't. It's... I don't know. It just felt like someone in her position should be more encouraging than negative. I'd love to gloat to her, somehow. Maybe by calling corporate and telling on her. Then watching them discipline her or something. Take that, bitch. Say shit to me again and I'll get your ass fired. Whatever. I have to get ready for Ethan's doctor's appointment. I really think this will be his last visit to this office. I asked our family doctor about his pediatric knowledge. 45% of his practice is children under the age of 12. A few years ago, it used to be closer to 60%, but kids grow up. LOL. I was really comfortable with him. He was really laid back, which is a huge plus to me. Anyway. I had said I was done two paragraphs ago. |
Uhm... some how Jason got a wild hair up his ass the other night and asked me if we could start practicing to try and if we practiced and it really did happen then that would be great, too. Is it because he's horney or he really wants to have another baby, finally? It's confusing to me because it felt like I was pulling teeth to get him to agree to eventually try for a second one and now he's gung-ho?!?! Uhm... I kind of don't want to be pregnant until after the Writing.Com convention. But I don't want to turn him down, either! |
| No fever last night! Woohoo! Yipee! I still didn't get a full night's sleep though. I think that's what happens when you've signed a contract into motherhood. You get unlimited hugs and kisses and love in exchange for at least 18 years of sleepless nights.  I wouldn't trade it for the world, though. Especially for mornings like this, where I walk into his bedroom, he gets a big smile on his face, puts his arms out, and gives me a big, squooshie hug.  |
| I got my New Balance shoes today from the Race for the Cure! Wanna see? Wanna see? Good, because I was going to show you anyway! ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** They're so pink and beautiful. And they have the little pink breast cancer ribbons on the tongue. I love them so much, I don't even want to wear them because I don't want to wear them out! LOL. |
| I went running and it was hot-hot-hot. By 5 1/2 miles, my legs were begging me to stop, so I walked the last half-mile. My MIL watched E while I was out, which was about an hour and a half. She didn't think he looked sick or acted sick, either, other than that he didn't have a big appetite at lunch time. He didn't have a fever, either. He hasn't had any Tylenol since about 11 o' clock last night. I asked her what she thought, if I should take him to the doctor or what. She seems to think that the fever is because he's teething, which is what my gut has been telling me all along. He cut two teeth around Memorial Day. The top canines. I think he's cutting the bottom corresponding teeth. It's hard for me to tell, because he never swells and I don't even know which teeth are coming in until they're there. I did agree with her, though, that if he gets another high fever today (he only usually runs one on-and-off for 2 days when he's teething), to call our family practice doctor. She went with me to the last pediatrician appointment, and was angry at the look she gave me, too. I have an appointment with him at 5. We'll see what happens when E wakes up in about an hour. I'm really not a bad Mom.  I just really don't trust very many doctors. If my pediatrician from when I was a kid took our insurance, I'd go to him. I trust him, because he had a way of making you feel at ease about things. Dr. Somers just seems judgemental and tells me what she thinks I want to hear so that I'll agree to let her do what she thinks is necessary. I've told her this before (when he got the chicken pox), and she poo-poos me.I don't usually care what people think about me, but I don't want anyone to think that I'm a bad Mom. |
| His fever got to 101.5 last night and I gave him Tylenol. Let me tell you, nothing makes you feel like a worse parent then to know that other parents will give their children an antibiotic at the slightest sign of fever, and here I'm making him wait until it's 101.5 before I give him a single dose of Tylenol. I can kind of understand why parents willingly give their children antibiotics so easily. It's not because the doctor says so, it's because you feel otherwise helpless, and you don't want the fevers and ickyness to last any longer than necessary. I'm getting to a point where I have to decide what to do. Do I continue to try to let his immune system fight this thing or do I take him to the doctor and get some medication? It would be an easier decision if, when he woke up in the morning, he was still running a fever. But he isn't, and doesn't until he wakes up from his nap. So I just keep pushing the juice (the watered down kind, of course) and watching his temperature. Andy keeps telling me that a fever is a sign of good health, and I'm not sure about that. Low-grade fevers of 99 - 100 don't stress me out. It's when he starts getting hot to the touch and making me sweat with his body heat that I start to worry. We gave him a tepid bath last night after letting him eat another popsicle. It did seem to help, but I gave him some Tylenol, too, just in case. I keep telling myself that the immune system doesn't necessarily work as fast as antibiotics. And if the antibiotics don't work, they could make things worse rather than better. He doesn't ACT sick, he just keeps running a mysterious fever. He has no other symptoms. He's not pulling his ears. He's acting like it's any other day, and will do so until bedtime. I just don't know what to do anymore. I don't trust his pediatrician. I don't want Andy to think I don't trust him, because I do. But he's never been sick, and I've never had to deal with this before. I couldn't even sleep last night when he was in his crib because I was terrified that he was going to burst another fever while he slept and fry his brain while I was in the next room. They say to go with your instincts first. My instincts are to worry. But my instincts are always to worry. They also tell me not to give him the antibiotics because it's not his ears. I just don't know if I trust myself enough to believe that. |
| Ethan got another fever yesterday. I took him to the chiropractor. Andy checked his ear, and said it didn't look infected. He adjusted him, just in case. The fever broke this morning sometime. Now I just have to break him from wanting to sleep in my bed everynight. I've created a monster in that area. I don't want to begrudge him his Mommy cuddles when he doesn't feel well, though. |
It's all -- Marv --  's fault that I discovered this, what with her entry about pinching her vagina to see how fat it was.I decided to try it, and low and behold, I have a fat vagina, too.  Now I know where that extra ten pounds needs to be lost. |
| So, yesterday, we went to Hobby Lobby so I could get a couple of unfinished frames (which they ended up not having). We were walking up and down the aisles in the craft area, because it's fun and I don't go to HL often because it's on the other side of town and I have to have a good excuse to be over there. This time I had talked Jason into my going just for the frames, but I ended up walking out of there short about $85. We went down the aisle that has the supplies for stuffing animals, including the shells. We walked past one particular bear shell that caught Ethan's eyes. He pointed at it and we nodded and smiled and said, "Yeah buddy that's a bear." But he wanted more than an affirmation of where he was pointing. He started screaming, so we got the bear off the shelf and let him hold it for a minute. He hugged it and kissed it and held onto it for a few minutes. We tried to take it away to put it back on the shelf, but he wasn't letting it go for anything. So, since he was very obviously into this bear, we got the stuff to put into the bear and went to checkout. He didn't even want to give it up for the girl to ring it up, so we ended up having to tell her the price. Not only that, but Ethan held onto the shell all the way home and didn't even want to give it up when he went down for his nap. He did, though. When I asked him what he had, he said "Gigi" (pronounced geegee not jeejee) and hugged the bear. While he was napping, I stuffed it, which was a lot harder than I expected. When he woke up, I brought Gigi in with me, and he has pretty much held onto that thing ever since. He doesn't even want ME to hold him, which he has never done. Even with his Tigger, he is OK with me holding him. Just not anyone else. I did have to perform emergency surgery on Gigi once already, in his foot. He started bleeding those little beads that I used in his hands, feet, and butt. So I stuffed them back in and sewed him back up. I guess Gigi is the best thing since sliced bread. He has gone everywhere this morning with Ethan. He didn't even want to eat breakfast unless Gigi could sit with him. LOL. |
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