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Things that leave my mouth because of my children.

Every parent should keep a log of these things. Seriously. That way you can look back on them when you are having a rough day and giggle at them. I may create a page just to link to these posts so I can find them easily again.

Just from the past two days:

“Sammi, the baby is not a pony. Get off of him.”

“Sammi, quit squishing the baby’s head with your head.”

Sammi loves to play with his baby brother…

Monday Stressers

Why does Monday have to be so awful? Even if you don’t work a Monday – Friday type of job, it is an awful day. It started out pretty nicely: my son found the money from the Tooth Fairy. He lost his tooth on Sunday on our drive back from Oregon. Sammi woke up mostly happy, if a bit groggy and stuffed up. Everyone was fed and ready to go by 8. Papa (my father-in-law) drove Sol to the bus stop as it was very cold out. I got Sammi ready to head out for his occupational therapy. I get to my car and realize that I have no car seat. It was still in Gabe’s car and he was at work. The extra car seat was in my in-laws’ van and Papa had taken that to the bus stop.

Papa drove the van home as soon as the bus came and I headed out 20 minutes later than I should have. I arrive for my appointment 15 minutes late. Then I am told that I was supposed to have gone to the other location. Frak! I had asked the scheduler TWICE about the location. She assured me TWICE that it was the one I drove to. I wrote it down. I had asked her twice because Mondays are usually at the other location. However, the therapist is getting ready to go on maternity leave and I thought she might be having me meet with one of the other therapists who will be taking over from her. Grrr. It was as if the Universe was against me going to that appointment.
Then I drowned my frustration in a mocha and got a cheeseburger from McDonald’s for lunch. Not the best response, but it made me feel better. I will be running tomorrow.

I also bought more patterns from Hobby Lobby. Shhh. Don’t tell the husband. At least I held off from buying more fabric.

Yesterday, my oldest lost his FIRST TOOTH! It was exciting and fun. He actually became embarrassed by all of the attention. It happened on the drive back from our Oregon trip. I was in a different car, so didn’t even know about until he walked in the door. With a tissue in his mouth. Also, did you know that losing a tooth makes you limp? Hah! I couldn’t help it. I laughed. I am a terrible mommy.

I also realized that as of Saturday, my husband and I have been together for 18 years. Holy cow. I was only 17 and he was 16 when we started dating. Kudos to us.

Just Call Me Narcissus

I just realized today how focused on ME I have been in my latest blogs. So, I wanted to dedicate at least one to my boys.

Sol is doing pretty well in school, as far as I can tell. We will find out more at the dreaded parent/teacher conference in a couple of weeks. I am a little worried about his math comprehension. He does well on his math homework, but we do have to prompt him to really look at the question. His math test scores are all pretty low. His reading level seems to be really high. He’s been reading to us before bed the past couple of weeks. I think that is pretty neat.
He is slowly getting over the dog thing. Sort of. We missed going to the shelter 2 weeks in a row due to yucky weather. I took him last week and it was almost like starting over again. It wasn’t as bad as the very first time. We (I) walked an Australian Shepherd puppy. Such a beautiful boy. He was so sweet and well-mannered. Sammi and I fell on this walk… I still feel horrible about that. I nearly killed myself trying to make sure I didn’t squish Sam (I was carrying him in a wrap). He still hit his head on the rocks. Alpha Romero, the dog, became very concerned about us. He circled me once, then snuggled up in my lap and licked Sammi. I nearly took him home after that. I would have if we weren’t renting…

Sammi has restarted his occupational therapy sessions. The clinic and the insurance company are having communication issues regarding payment for his therapy. I finally got tired of it and yelled at the poor customer service lady with the insurance company. I almost feel bad for her, but not really. I did actually tell her to shut up once when she was trying to calm me down. I think my whole neighborhood now knows precisely what I think of my insurance company. She straightened it out for me. Now I need to yell at someone at the clinic.
Anyway, he is improving, but is still behind. He can do the commando crawl, but can not get into a seated position from crawling. I’ve been working on this with him. The therapist also wants him to begin actually crawling on all fours. We are starting this by having him play while sitting back on his legs. Like in Hero Pose:

This type of work will strengthen his legs and move the proper muscles that need to start moving for walking. Crawling on all fours will also help with this and strengthen his upper body and arm muscles. It is a lot of work, but we are seeing results and that is encouraging.

Sammi has started to grasp sign language. I fell off being so diligent about it and started this week to show him signs again. He will now do the sign for “more” and “done.” He is now ALWAYS asking for more. The boy is not even one and is already a bottomless pit.

stop

That is what I need to start saying to myself: “stop.” I have been crazy eating lately. I don’t even realize it until it is already too late. What the frak is going on??? I think it is stress eating, but it is still so unlike myself. I mean, I have eaten poorly in the past, but not like this where I don’t even know that I am doing it. I am going to need to start making a menu again. This is ridiculous. I need to run tomorrow/today… on Friday. I really need to get to sleep. G’night.

Holy Stress Eating, Batman!

I don’t know when it started, but I need to stop it. Now. I have gained about 5 lbs since May. I think. I have been too afraid to weigh in. Yes, I have a lot going on in my life. This should not be an excuse to overindulge. I will have some free time tomorrow afternoon, so I will create a weekly menu. I really do very well with my eating habits if I have a list I can follow. It must be a neurotic thing.

We still have no answers on what is going on with my baby. He is improving, but is still about 4 months behind on his gross motor skills. And he seems to stay about 4 months behind. We are working to get the insurance to cover genetic testing, but they are really dragging their feet on this test. In the meantime, we have been having just about every other test possible done, with no clear answers. I really think the genetic testing will tell us something. At least let us know if Sammi will require specialized care and therapy for the rest of his life.

He had an MRI done last week. I hated that. I was there when they put him under so he would not move during the MRI. I wanted to be there when he woke up, but he was mostly awake when they brought him in to us. He still had his eyes closed, so at least we were the first people he saw. I had a hard time watching them put him to sleep.

The MRI results came back as “mostly normal.” Hehe. They found a small cyst near his pituitary gland. This appears to be a relatively common thing and I have been told by a few doctors that it is nothing to worry about now, but to keep an eye on Sammi. If he starts to get headaches, then we may need to take another look at that cyst.

I have had 3 moles taken off of my back and am now waiting for the lab results. Cuz I really need more medical crap going on.

There. That is my irritable catching-up blog.

Two and a half more weeks to go.

Or there-a-bouts anyway. I was starting to think I was going to have the baby this past weekend. Braxton Hicks were getting pretty painful, but have hardly had any of them today. I think I am mentally (and a bit physically) done with being pregnant and am ready to meet my new human face-to-face. Maybe more walking is in order. I should start walking more anyway to prep myself to get back in shape after the baby arrives.

I guess that is it. It is late and I am tired.

4 1/2 weeks left…

Well, give or take a week or two. I am feeling it. I feel so tired all the time and nothing I do feels comfortable: sitting, standing, walking, laying on my left side, laying on my right side, and forget about trying to lay on my back. When I am laying on my sides, the baby will kick the crap out of whichever side is down. Not comfortable at all.

I have my baby shower on October 24th! I am excited. It sounds like there will be some fun games and I am hoping to see a lot of my friends. I know everyone can’t make it, but I am looking forward to seeing those who can.

I guess that is it for now. I thought I had more stuff to write about.

Yesterday was ugh. And other things.

I think my glucose levels were really affecting me yesterday. I was having trouble concentrating and felt like I was in a fog for most of the day. They evened out as the day went on and I felt pretty good by the time I went to bed.

I have created a few new pages. You should be able to see them at the top. The content on these pages will change as I add more recipes or think of more things to add to them.

I guess that is it for now. I feel pretty good today and will probably pull weeds from the flower garden. Yay! I know that sounds super exciting hehe.

Seriously…

I need to get off my butt and add some more pictures. I have a bunch that I just put onto CD, so I hope to add those maybe tomorrow or sometime within the next week.
 

Some extra stuff.

Two blogs in one day. Aren’t you lucky
 
Solomon used his training potty on his own this morning! Yay! Of course over the course of the night he had completely stripped off his clothing and peed ALL over his crib. I guess we have a little bit of work ahead of us.
 
I bought Sol an Easter outfit. Very cute. It’s a blue and white pinstriped seersucker suit. He looks so cool in it.
 
April is looking to be a very busy month for us. Trask will be officially inducted into the Catholic church on Easter. I have finals, will receive my AA at the end of April, and make the final move up to Jax. Sol will be turning 2. I will be quitting my job at the beginning of April.

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