Jessica and Sydney both are prone to cold sores. They can last a week or longer...maybe even closer to 2 weeks.
Bridget, that really sucks. I hope you can find somebody soon.
I think you can get canker sores with viral illnesses--which are not as bad as cold sores. My cousins get cold sores, so I always freak out when they try and kiss Robbie by his mouth. And the youngest ones all steal each others bottles.
Meal times around here have been ridiculous. I'm going to go ahead and blame dbf's 10 year old nephew who was visiting us for 10 days and complained about absolutely everything that was offered him for every meal. Dbf's mom would end up giving him toast and jelly or a bowl of cereal every meal. Well Savana and Kai started in with the complaining and it's just gotten worse. We have always had a rule that they are not to come to the table saying, "Ew" or "Gross" or anything like that. They try everything and if they don't like it they can say "no thank you"
Those rules went out the window and now they complain about practically everything. Especially Kai who also finds in necessary to say the words poop, dirty underwear, or stinky butts almost every meal for which he's been asked to leave the table.
This is killing me because my kids have always had a great respect for good healthy food. I hope it's short lived now that nephew is gone.
So tonight Kai was in full form pitching a fit that he wanted nothing but his fried potato. No burger. No asparagus. But he didn't have a nap today so I just stayed chill and let him eat whatever. Savana did great so I said to her I was really proud of how she came to the table and didn't complain and was eating a little of everything.
Kai said, between complaints about every dang thing and screaming everytime dbf tried to get him to take a bite of burger, "Mom, aren't you so proud of me today? I didn't even say poop OR stinky butts at the table. I can't even believe it how good I'm doing."
Oh, if they weren't so darn cute....
Last edited by Bridget; 08-25-2010 at 06:28 PM.
LOL Bridget, that is so cute!!
Elle picked up some bad habits from her older cousin when we were in Chicago that are finally starting to break. My niece was prone to yelling and saying NO and STOP IT and LEAVE ME ALONE!!! To Ellasyn and Kyro for some reason. Elledidn't like it and would whop her one and get in trouble, she doesn't like people to yell at her, it makes her really angry, but since we've been back home she does it to Ky all the time now and I've had to make her sit on the steps and apologize for yelling at him and being unreasonable probably 10 times per day initially, it is down to about 2 now.
I dread her going to daycare and picking up more annoying habits.
Josh was friends with two siblings a while ago--the last time we saw them was maybe around the beginning of the year. Their mother abruptly stopped talking to me, I have no idea why but that's another story. Josh *still* talks about them and whenever he does something he's not supposed to, he says "Well J and S told me I could"
I confess that we're staying with my in-laws at the minute as our house is nearly done being decorated and we are eating way too much nice food...I just can't help myself!
Ugh. It's my sister's last night at my parents' house before going home after three weeks. So, I kind of had to go over there for dinner tonight whether I wanted to or not as I won't see them again for at least a year.
Worked full time today, stayed late, stopped at the pet store to buy a 40lb bag of dog food and somehow heaved it into my car even though I threw my back out a couple of weeks ago and it's still killing me. Then stopped at Pep Boys for my car, then home to let the dogs out and catch my breath. Then a 45 minute drive to my parents' house and after getting there my sister spent most of the time looking at her iPod and reading a book and barely spoke to me. My niece was happy to see me and stretched out on the couch next to me but didn't say anything unless I asked her a direct question. So about 8:30 I said I was going to go as I had to work tomorrow.
So my mother asked if I wanted to take my guitar home with me. I told her that after hauling around 40lb bag of dog food, changing the fluids in my car, and having to take the trash out to the curb when I got home I didn't want to deal with my guitar as well. Come to think of it, the dog food is still in my trunk.
She actually looked at me and said in a fake whiny voice, "Oh, it's so HARD for you to be a grown up, isn't it?"
I looked her straight in the eye and told her I knew she had never had to deal with an entire house completely on her own much less while working full time (not to mention my husband being in a combat zone which I didn't even bother to point out) and it was absolutely not okay for her to make fun of me.
She didn't even apologize.
Dude, what is your mom's problem? That would infuriate me to no end. Does she treat your sister that way? For what it's worth, I think you seem like you do a fabulous job as a grown up. I've never even lived alone, much less taken care of a house on my own while husband is fighting a war. I seriously want to yell at your mom.
Thanks, guys. I don't know what is going on with her ... she seems to be getting really insensitive lately although she's always been a very sweet person. I worry about her because I know her mother had dementia and died at age 64. Mom is 71. She's also been having trouble breathing lately and I suspect there's some connection. She called me the other night out of breath and when I asked her why she said it was from washing the dishes. Her doctor has scheduled her for some tests because he said there was fluid in her lungs that he can't explain.
Stacy, I think you look great!
I was relieved when I saw my midwife yesterday and realized that I haven't gained nearly as much as I feel like I have. I don't have a scale at home and had not weighed myself at any of my appointments but I just feel so big, like I'm just clodding around sometimes. I think it's more of energy level issue than a weight issue. I do not appreciate getting winded running up the stairs from my daycare to my kitchen.
I have been torturing myself trying to pull out my inverted nipples so I can have an easier time breastfeeding this time around. I'm all cracked and bleeding. Good times. Quite sure that's more info than any of y'all need about me but it's kind of the main thing on my mind right now since, um, OW! I just keep telling myself it will save me the pain when nursing time comes.
I had to cry with a mama when she dropped her kids off this morning. Her husband has been getting into trouble since I've known them and always been on probation and recently went back to jail. I'm not sure exactly what his offenses were but this time but I know he's had several dui's. He had court yesterday and got 7 years. She is devastated and I just feel horribly for her and her 3 kids. It makes me so angry at him for whatever he did to take any chance at all on missing out on his childrens' lives.
Wow...I confess that I am a new member of the "I have Toxic Neighbours" club
A month ago my neighbour of 3 years suddenly got into the habit of telling their guests (5-50 teens over daily) to lean their bikes up against our house
DH went over the first time to let the family know that he had moved all the bikes to their driveway. Less than a week later, there are several bikes LOCKED to our garbage cans...DH requested that they removed them.
My neighbour then went into my dd's workplace and started venting to her about DH to a point that she fled the cash and hid out in the back until he left. I waited a week before I saw him and laid into him about that little stunt.
Now...just got a visit from the town for a complaint of the garbage cans that we (like a hundred other home owners) store between the houses and a skid leaning up against the house that had our shed bricks on them, which dh is still in the process of putting on the shed. Nobody asked us about this before I moved the skid into the garage, but the garbage is staying as is...the enforcement officer said they were in an acceptable place.
Now I am starting to mentally tally up all the things I could officially complain about them for
Here we go...
Me: Julie-46 DH: Kelly-52 DD: Rhianna-17 DS: Gage-He's 3!
Stacy, I pumped for both Savana and Kai after countless attempts to get them to latch, mastitis, you name the problem, I had it. Eventually, both times, I gave up and developed a very close relationship with an electric double breast pump. I had to alternate getting up with it to pump and getting up with them to bottle feed them. It broke my spirit, I tell ya. It also didn't allow me to feed them breastmilk for nearly as long as I'd planned.
This time I'm DOING IT.
I don't have a wonderful LC yet but I've been in touch with a doula service in my area that I'm going to meet with before I have this baby and line up after-care assistance. I've also been emailing the LC at the local hospital. I'm hoping with all the right resources and apparently by beating the crap out of my nipples ahead of time, I'll have much less issue.