32 weeks, 1 day

My stress level cannot handle anything more

I


GIVE



UP

Seriously, honestly, I give up. Duck puked three times in a row, all over his rug in his bedroom. I have absolutely no desire or energy to clean it up. He's watching Polar Express right now, then I'm going to let him sleep in his pack-n-play in our room tonight. E is going to attempt to clean the rug, but I think it's shot.

Duck's development.

Where we were in March 2008 and where we were in December 2008.

It's amazing what the right therapists and teachers can do in such a short time!

More damn bites

I'm really getting pissed off. I FINALLY get this kid cleared up and he's doing just fine for a few days and then BAM! He gets bit again, starts scratching, starts spreading and there is just plain nothing I can do about it.

He's all broke out across his neck now. It started as two little red bumps on Thursday night. I feel like I need a scrapbook of bug bites.

I took him to the complex office this afternoon and told them they HAVE to do something. They treated twice in October, but not since. My other problem is that it's only HIS room and bathroom. Thing is? He has the only room with 3 outside walls. Our building is set up strangely, but yes, he only shares a wall with our den area. (no ants/bugs in there) So, they are going to have pest control spray the next four Mondays inside and out. This way, they can get them. Hopefully they will also treat the other apartments, well, at least the rat-hole that's above us. Not convinced that's where all the roaches hang out. Sorry, off topic.......back to my little Duck.

I don't know why he's the only one getting bit, but he is. I also know that his sensitive skin is what's causing the severe reactions. He understands to stop scratching, but I'm worried that if we continue to use the steroid creams, they will just make his skin that much more sensitive.

Why can nothing be easy with this kid?

We started Xyzal two nights ago in hopes it would help him sleep at night. Of course not! It's hyping him up! Last night he was up til after 11:30 chattering away like a chipmunk who found a secret stash. So we'll have to give it at snack or dinner time. At least it's a flavor he's taking without issue. Now, the thing will be to keep him on it.

In other news......
I'm feeling okay. I'm actually getting 3 hours of sleep at a stretch, problem is that I'm sleeping in one position for the entire time. I'm normally a thrasher....ask anyone in my family, I fight with the covers. In fact, by the time I was an adult, I gave up on top sheets and only needed fitted sheets and a blanket.

Last night I woke up to a cramp in my left calf and when I attempted to move, I heard several pops in my back and a couple in my left hip. I can't remember laying in one position for so long. Sucks waking up just because I have a cramp........I still don't necessarily have to get up to pee. I do only because once I'm up, I might as well, but it's not waking me.

I see the OB on Monday and will have another ultrasound to measure HJ's weight and size. I'll be 32 weeks, 1 day. My GD numbers are okay, but I'm seeing some high numbers now. I've had two readings over 140 this week alone and that's NOT GOOD. So I have to really watch what I'm eating, get more veggies in and stop letting my stress level dictate my diet.

Oh what I wouldn't give for a big bowl of ice cream and hot fudge! Or a beer.....mojito......Jack and Coke............

FIELD TRIP

OKay, so it's just to the grocery store. My mom thought it was funny last night when I told her I was taking the babysitter with me to go grocery shopping. I can't do it by myself anymore and E puts too much in the cart and well, I didn't really want to deal with Duck and the groceries.

Besides, Ashley's become more of a friend over the last two years and she's not that much younger than we are.

So I sent her a text message the other day to see if she was available to go with me. YAY! She is!

Of course, I also pay her a little when she comes to help me out. She's giving up her time, so she should be compensated for it.

It helps, I'll move a little quicker and I won't have to worry about loading up all the groceries alone.

Chinin for breakfast and rocks-n-milk for lunch

Oh the joys of a pre-schooler's diet. Duck woke up wanting chicken nuggets for breakfast the other day. Today he wanted rocks-n-milk (Coco Roos) for lunch.

He's DEFINITELY lactose intolerant. I think I changed 7 poopy diapers yesterday and I know E changed a few too. So, we're going back to Lactaid for him.....nothin' says "I love you mommy" like needing a special diet. At least it's just an intolerance and not an allergy.

Oh, and the ants got to him again. The back of his neck this time.....poor kid. Not sure what else I need to do to get it through to my complex that the conditions are causing my child's reactions. They've really done what they can do at this point, right?

Four weeks from tomorrow

I will be unemployed. There is such a stigma attached to that, even in these times. this is entirely NOT my choice.

I have had a job for the past 19 years. NINETEEN YEARS I have worked hard to have my own money, my own things........was it always easy? Nope. There were times when I had two jobs. I worked part time at Target my first year of teaching. In 2001, I left a job and had to move back home, but even then, I had a job subbing til I found a permanent position before school let out for the summer.

I've always had back-up plans. Always. Now is no different, except my back-up plans really aren't feasible. I live in a state that has laid off/terminated more teachers in the last year than in many years prior. And since the economy is so bad, people aren't taking vacations to the Happiest Place on Earth. There go my back-up plans, right?

So many decisions to make in the weeks to come and I'm so unsure of what the right thing to do is. I could easily do nothing, but that's not me. I could totally obsess for the next four weeks (totally me) and get nothing decided and possibly stress myself out to the point of an ulcer. (would not be the first one in my life)

Definitely one of the times in my life I really hate being a responsible adult. When can I take a break? That's right, never because.......oh wait, here it comes....my favorite line.....you know the one you use when your kids ask you "why?"


BECAUSE I'M THE MOM, THAT'S WHY.


(side note: yes, my son has finally hit the pre-school vocabulary of mine, why, and NO!)