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Friday night was not all too bad. I mean, little guy woke up a couple times in the night but since it was my birthday weekend, hubby got LG. I had balloons waiting for me, presents very sweetly wrapped, and lots of cards that I had been holding onto throughout the week. We had a great morning just reading cards, opening some gifts and then we went to breakfast.
I have a birthday tradition... chocolate pancakes. Only once a year (we don't want those higher numbers making another appearance into the closet unless there is another little person needing the space :-)). We went to a fun diner that has this whole bear, forest, Montana feel to it. And, although they did not have chocolate chip pancakes on the menu, the waitress said it would not be a problem. And, boy, she was not kidding. The were the biggest and yummiest choc. chip 'cakes I have ever had! I could only eat one and LG helped me with it. So great!
Then, we all came home and took naps! AHHHHH the birthday nap. Yes, I am now well into my 30s and a working mommy, a nap is like the best birthday present ever! Am I right folks?
Then, we went down to our fun little pool and just hung out. Oh, and our babysitters had to cancel on us. Fortunately, we had a back up! I was soooo thankful it worked out... once again, I just continue to feel so loved by my Heavenly Father... even in little things like providing a babysitter on short notice in a city where we know very few people.
Dinner was wonderful!!! A great bistro type place and it was BYOW! I love places like that. They are few and far between back east where we used to live. It was so nice that hubs had arranged everything. Also, he remembered a pair of shoes I had seen awhile ago. What woman doesn't love a man that will buy her shoes for her birthday! Oh, I love that man! And, the shoes are yellow!!!! Love it!
So, I am 32. I have not really thought too much about it... it only being a recent occurance. But, I know that being in your thirties is a great place to be. I feel as though I have arrived. I got through the transitions of dating and marriage and believe that being a wife and mommy and current working mom is this great role (although it's tough doing it all far from close family and friends.
Well, off to bed. But more thoughts on being 32 later...
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
Here we go
Thoughts for today:
I walked in to my month-old office after crying all the way to work. My little cubicle was decorated all over with Birthday wishes from a couple of my office mates. Wow! It was really what I needed. I am not sure they will ever really know how much it meant to me. This week has been really difficult being out West. My mother-in-law was in the hospital, my dearest friend's birthday was this week, and mine is tomorrow... all with them on the East Coast and us out here in the desert. It's funny how a little crepe paper, streamers, a birthday card, and some whiteboard well-wishes can make you feel "at home"... well sort of.
I left my office a little later than I wanted to. It's so funny how much I miss the Little Guy (LG) during the day. I know he is having fun, but I still am not convinced its the right place for him... but more on that later, I'm sure. So I was speeding to get him! I mean, I was running some pretty "orange" lights just so I could be there right at 3 to get him. He was pretty fussy and when I picked him up, I just knew it. FEVER! Yep, he had a fever. Of course. We have an event tonight for daddy/hubby and LG has a fever. I get him home, take his temp... 101.6. Put him in a tepid bath and begin squirting Baby Tylenol down his mouth. Giving him some juice instead of water to entice him to drink more, I let him play in the tube while he fusses, cries, laughs, and whines in the tub.
Call the peds office... yeah, no dice because although we have a well appt. scheduled, he is not a patient in their practice yet so we cannot bring him in. They suggest the urgent care. Not too thrilled about this reality but we have to make sure its not an ear infection or something.
We decide to go to daddy/hubby's event since there will be free food (did I mention he is in grad school so free food is nice and, well, its really not free! We are paying a pretty penny for it). Get free food, let him play and get nice and distracted, then take him to urgent care.
Urgent care: CREEPY at first. I mean, its 6:45Pm and there are about 6 people waiting... only one other mommy with kids. I think it was an injured finger or something... but she had her hands full. I was just thinking how glad I was to only have ONE on nights like tonight.
Places like that gross me out. I mean, I am not usually a germ-a-phob but who knows what these people have? So, he does not leave my lap. The bink falls several times so we run out of binks from the 4 in my purse. Ok, now we wait and listen to McCain talk about whatever and Obama promote himself on something. Who knows... we were waiting. A couple other little ones came in... then there was a woman who came in really angry about not getting pain meds or something. Fortunately the nurse called us back just then! Praises!
She was very nice, gave him a tongue depressor and a sticker with Nimo the fish on it. He was fine. Of course, I did not put him down in the examining room! Heck no! Who knows what's been in those rooms. In walks our Dr... or intern? I mean, I think he was easily 4 years younger than me, fresh out of med school... maybe. But, he was nice and he just let me hold LG while he checked him out. And, the best news of all. Just a cold! The fever, probably a virus! Ears look good so just watch him and make sure he drinks lots of fluids and gets lots of rest. YAY! No antibiotics! No ear infection.
Daddy calls on the way home. Is excited about the good news but all I hear really is chanting and singing and all that grad school camaraderie building that they do -- I guess.
One last note: we don't really know too many people in this desert valley. Babysitters are limited but we have one for tomorrow's birthday dinner. At least, I thought we did. While on the phone hubby lets me know there has been a friend's mom die unexpectedly and now potential baby sitters might have to cancel. UGH. No fun!
I will just have to see what happens this weekend! Happy labor day!
I walked in to my month-old office after crying all the way to work. My little cubicle was decorated all over with Birthday wishes from a couple of my office mates. Wow! It was really what I needed. I am not sure they will ever really know how much it meant to me. This week has been really difficult being out West. My mother-in-law was in the hospital, my dearest friend's birthday was this week, and mine is tomorrow... all with them on the East Coast and us out here in the desert. It's funny how a little crepe paper, streamers, a birthday card, and some whiteboard well-wishes can make you feel "at home"... well sort of.
I left my office a little later than I wanted to. It's so funny how much I miss the Little Guy (LG) during the day. I know he is having fun, but I still am not convinced its the right place for him... but more on that later, I'm sure. So I was speeding to get him! I mean, I was running some pretty "orange" lights just so I could be there right at 3 to get him. He was pretty fussy and when I picked him up, I just knew it. FEVER! Yep, he had a fever. Of course. We have an event tonight for daddy/hubby and LG has a fever. I get him home, take his temp... 101.6. Put him in a tepid bath and begin squirting Baby Tylenol down his mouth. Giving him some juice instead of water to entice him to drink more, I let him play in the tube while he fusses, cries, laughs, and whines in the tub.
Call the peds office... yeah, no dice because although we have a well appt. scheduled, he is not a patient in their practice yet so we cannot bring him in. They suggest the urgent care. Not too thrilled about this reality but we have to make sure its not an ear infection or something.
We decide to go to daddy/hubby's event since there will be free food (did I mention he is in grad school so free food is nice and, well, its really not free! We are paying a pretty penny for it). Get free food, let him play and get nice and distracted, then take him to urgent care.
Urgent care: CREEPY at first. I mean, its 6:45Pm and there are about 6 people waiting... only one other mommy with kids. I think it was an injured finger or something... but she had her hands full. I was just thinking how glad I was to only have ONE on nights like tonight.
Places like that gross me out. I mean, I am not usually a germ-a-phob but who knows what these people have? So, he does not leave my lap. The bink falls several times so we run out of binks from the 4 in my purse. Ok, now we wait and listen to McCain talk about whatever and Obama promote himself on something. Who knows... we were waiting. A couple other little ones came in... then there was a woman who came in really angry about not getting pain meds or something. Fortunately the nurse called us back just then! Praises!
She was very nice, gave him a tongue depressor and a sticker with Nimo the fish on it. He was fine. Of course, I did not put him down in the examining room! Heck no! Who knows what's been in those rooms. In walks our Dr... or intern? I mean, I think he was easily 4 years younger than me, fresh out of med school... maybe. But, he was nice and he just let me hold LG while he checked him out. And, the best news of all. Just a cold! The fever, probably a virus! Ears look good so just watch him and make sure he drinks lots of fluids and gets lots of rest. YAY! No antibiotics! No ear infection.
Daddy calls on the way home. Is excited about the good news but all I hear really is chanting and singing and all that grad school camaraderie building that they do -- I guess.
One last note: we don't really know too many people in this desert valley. Babysitters are limited but we have one for tomorrow's birthday dinner. At least, I thought we did. While on the phone hubby lets me know there has been a friend's mom die unexpectedly and now potential baby sitters might have to cancel. UGH. No fun!
I will just have to see what happens this weekend! Happy labor day!
Not really sure what I'm doing
The idea of this blog came to me about a year ago. I had an almost 3 month old, I was in my closet, and I was counting the numbers of sizes... 4, 6, 8, L, XL, 14, 12, 10. And I won't even begin to mention the numbers and letters in my bra drawer. So, 8 sizes in a year was just a little thought. Well, since then, this year had taken me many places. And, now, I find myself sitting in front of my laptop at 10PM on the eve of my 32nd birthday. The love of my life is out with his grad school class and the other little love of my life is snoozing away in his crib. And I here I sit... thinking about what in the world I have to say about... 8 sizes in a year.
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