Thoughts on the New Year: Am I making New Year’s Resolutions? No. Am I using the New Year as a fresh start on some goals I have already set? Yes. Namely; more blogging, blogging with Tim (more on that later!), more weight-loss, more running (Buffalo half-marathon, here I come!). Kinda mostly stuff for myself I’m realizing as I re-read this. Oh well, it’s not like I can do more mommying.
Thoughts on poop: Anyone know how to get my son from digging in his diaper and smearing it on every available surface in his room after he wakes up from nap? We don’t even realize he’s awake until it’s too late – he’s stealthy quiet. Just so you know – backward pajamas, onsies, backward onesies, layering of shorts+onesie+pajamas —–none of these ideas work. My father is seriously considering duct tape (not on his skin of course – just taping his shirt to his pants and then cutting him apart every time).
Thoughts on blogging with Tim: I want him to cook more! And more variety! So after finding and reading The Mike/Mitch Project (look on my blogroll), I’ve inspired him to do something similar….although not quite so involved. He chose a cookbook and plans on making 2-3 recipes from it per week and then blogging about it. As soon as we have it set up, I’ll post a link; hopefully you’ll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy eating it!
Thoughts on my Christmas break: Everyone asks “how was your Christmas? Did the twins have so much fun?” Complicated answer. Christmas was….interesting. Will was sick, starting Thursday night with a fever, got better Friday, was just laying around on Saturday but perked up a little bit at great-grandmas. Then, for part of the night just laid on me until I convinced Tim we should leave a little early. Sunday morning he woke up at 6, I laid in bed with him for another 1 or so, and could tell his breathing was “off”, he was pretty whiny upon waking, but again better once we started opening gifts, was ok opening gifts at Mema’s, so at this point, although I was considering taking him to Immediate Care, we decided he was ok enough to continue. By the time my sister could come to mom’s after work it was 8:30. He was fine again opening gifts for about a half-hour, then passed out on the floor, burning up again. Monday morning at the doctor’s he was tested for his blood oxygen level, which was borderline-sending-him-to-the-hospital-level. They gave him two nebulizer treatments, a perscription for antibiotics and steroids and told me that if he wasn’t breathing better after his fever went down we’d have to go to the ER. (insert me feeling like worst mom ever because I didn’t bring him in until now). He was also sent home with his own personal nebulizer and we were supposed to continue treatment. As of Tuesday morning he was breathing much better when we returned to the doctor for follow-up. I still had to do a few treatments and obviously the perscriptions for the next 5 days. So, what did he have? Well, who knows! Maybe the start of asthma. Maybe broncilitis. Maybe pneumonia. Maybe a combo of the three. Oh, plus an ear infection. So he was SO SUPER FUN (sarcasm) for the next 5 days. Worst. “Vacation”. Ever. did I mention that Thursday (the 22nd) night through Friday (the 30th), he was waking me up literally every 15-20 minutes ALL NIGHT LONG? Forgot that part. Ariel got a bad cold as of Friday the 30th, (luckily it wasn’t broncilitis/pneumonia) and by the time they are both feeling better, I go back to work. 🙂
I’m regaining my sanity slowly, thanks for asking. Catching up on sleep is another story.
This is now.
I’ll add a “THEN” next time. But it’s taken me 4 days to write this post as it is so I’d just like to publish it and move on!