tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62145542011-08-17T10:18:18.576-05:00rants, daily life and other stuffselzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.comBlogger4801100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-68314711645942079102011-08-15T20:26:00.003-05:002011-08-16T19:42:59.480-05:00

Hubby has been promoted! So I guess that makes him Sergeant Hubby! I'm so proud of him and I know he has worked hard to get there. He's still in supervisor training for another couple of weeks and is already having an interesting time. On his last shift he got to see the best and worst of two of his deputies. One will be getting a commendation, the other will be written up for insubordination

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-86580242159485520782011-08-15T20:05:00.002-05:002011-08-16T19:42:59.486-05:00

We just returned from vacation and came immediately back to the real world.Vacation was awesome. We road-tripped to visit family - 2 weeks and 3000+ miles. The kids were amazing with all the driving. We visited all the grandparents and saw some good friends. We also did a bit of sightseeing and the kids got to experience some beautiful places in the Smoky Mountains.As soon as we were home Mom

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-88753422043914675982011-02-08T21:15:00.003-05:002011-02-08T21:32:02.693-05:00

No, the blog hasn't imploded. Yet, anyways.Bean's oral cyst resolved on its own. It became markedly smaller over the week or so before his surgery was supposed to happen. He followed up with the pediatric oral surgeon a month later and was released from her care. He still has a small swelling on the gum, but nothing like it was.We've all been doing well. Hubby has regained most of the use of

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-89523613361565704192010-07-27T11:25:00.002-05:002010-07-27T11:31:32.691-05:00

Bean has a full-on toddler attitude. Hubby and I laugh over it so often. At least we were prepared for it - Peanut's 'Tude years lasted a while. I asked Bean a yes/no question and couldn't understand his answer - it could've bean "yeah" or "nah". I asked him to repeat it. "I SAID NO, MOMMY!" Mmmm-kay.He loves the moon. We've made sure to look at the pretty full moon the past couple of

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-76210576222376749482010-07-08T19:53:00.004-05:002010-07-08T20:09:02.190-05:00

Things continue to be a roller coaster at Chez Selzach. Thankfully, it's been nothing we can't handle, but I'm ready for things to settle down.Hubby got out of the leg brace this week. Now the hard part of physical therapy will start. He's regained some limited mobility in the knee, but it needs a lot of work.I had an ugly mole removed today. It's something I've had for years and the

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-61577756673692484452010-05-22T21:17:00.004-05:002010-05-22T21:21:54.843-05:00

Peanut is really, really reading. He points to signs from the car and reads them out loud to us. He has a couple of beginning-reader books that he can read almost competely by himself. It's so cool!Bean is talking in sentences, including lovely phrases like "Mommy, leave me 'lone!" and "I do it!" He's transitioning into the terrible twos. Tantrums have increased exponentially and have

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-62167911118490855052010-05-22T21:06:00.002-05:002010-05-22T21:14:44.746-05:00

Hubby's knee surgery was two weeks ago. He's healing well, but is still fairly limited. His mom stayed with us until just a couple days ago and I am so thankful. I don't know what I would've done without her help.Hubby was in a horrid pain for the first 2-3 days and was dizzy and nauseous from the pain meds. He fainted in the bathroom two days post-surgery, resulting in me calling an

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Gah, I feel like I'm nothing but a downer lately. I'm not always unhappy, really. The latest - Hubby fucked up his knee during his martial arts class. He threw a new student, who supposedly had martial arts experience. The guy didn't know how to be thrown, so Hubby held him longer than he should have and the guy fell on Hubby's leg, so POP went the knee. The new student is well over 6 ft

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-38590004033411314412010-04-18T20:12:00.003-05:002010-04-18T20:21:58.852-05:00

What a week. Lily took a turn for the worse overnight Tuesday. She had tarry stools and fluid in her abdomen on Wednesday morning. We knew things were bad, but Hubby decided to take her to the animal hospital for the ultrasound, just to be certain. She had stomach cancer. I went Thursday morning to say our goodbyes and be with her. She was so much worse than when I had last seen her Monday

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-73467202596271227252010-04-13T15:10:00.002-05:002010-04-13T15:11:56.839-05:00

A couple of my comments disappeared. Blogger is doing weird things.Meadowlark - I can't imagine a pet dying from rat poison. What a horrible way to die.

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-726149731788031292010-04-13T14:46:00.005-05:002010-04-13T15:09:05.832-05:00

Lily is back at the vet's. Based on her symptoms, the vet believes she either has pancreatitis or something (bad) wrong with her liver. She wanted us to take Lily to a well-outifitted animal hospital for an ultrasound and biopsy of the liver. Hubby and I discussed the cost, how much we've already spent (around $800 in the past two weeks), logistics of getting her to and from another town, and

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-38057325831097786432010-04-11T20:33:00.002-05:002010-04-11T20:39:11.430-05:00

Hubby's on call this week and it's already been interesting. The latest "customer" was a dude who got drunk and pissed off his girlfriend by being a drunk asshole in the middle of the night, so she told him to leave. He decided it would be a good idea to get in bed with a neighbor after climbing in her window. Unfortunately for him, she lives with 3 other young women, including her lesbian

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-20177773301014469282010-04-11T20:16:00.002-05:002010-04-11T20:28:37.517-05:00

We're not doing so well on the pet front.We had older momma cat put to sleep about a month ago. She was on thyroid medicine and had been slowly declining. I went out of town on a family emergency, and when I came back she could no longer eat, smelled terrible, and had an eye infection. Hubby took her to the emergency vet (of course this happened on a Sunday) and she was put to sleep once we

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-77501839438004557902010-04-11T20:08:00.005-05:002010-04-11T20:29:21.701-05:00

So, it's been a while. Where to begin?We transferred the boys to a new daycare and love it. It's 10 minutes from our house, is a certified Pre-K provider, and provides after-school care and transportation from the elementary school. Win-win. We met the director a while back at church and were very impressed with her. Hubby checked out the center about a week after talking with her and it's

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-5287907761521886112010-02-10T12:35:00.003-05:002010-02-10T12:44:43.417-05:00

The boys are big fans of Spongebob Squarepants. Hubby introduced Peanut to the show when he was a wee little bit and now Bean is an addict, too. He regularly points at the TV and exclaims "Bob-bob!" Oy.The majority of the show's characters annoy the hell out of me. I have to admit, though, that I think Mr. Krabs is a hoot. But EVERY FREAKIN TIME I watch the show, I picture Clancy Brown (Mr.

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-35192752957216985772010-02-08T12:20:00.002-05:002010-02-08T12:33:01.196-05:00

I.am.wiped.out.The day after my last post, Bean woke up with a 103-ish fever. I stayed home and took him to the ped...lingering cold/cough with a fever got my mommy radar going. Lungs were clear, eye was still goopy, and eye drops were dispensed. He was still feeling crappy on Thursday, so Hubby stayed with him. He sounded wheezy and seemed to be breathing fast when I got home from work.

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-72441587773042446902010-02-02T12:08:00.003-05:002010-02-02T12:26:01.421-05:00

I was going to try and post at least once a month, preferably more, but missed January. Oh well.Bean is sick again with a cough and pinkeye. Peanut has the cough as well. The ear tubes are doing their job, though. He did well with the surgery, and wasn't quite as bad coming out of anesthesia as his big brother. We thought for sure he had an ear infection a week after the tubes went in. He

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-47843911834138424112009-12-22T12:20:00.004-05:002009-12-22T12:30:13.996-05:00

Hallelujah!Our white trash neighbors' house is up for sale! I pray we get pleasant, quiet neighbors. Ones without loud-ass cars tearing up the road all hours of the day and night with the thump-thump bass wide open. Ones that don't run a sketchy body/repair shop out of their garage. Ones that don't keep a couple of jacked-up mud-boggin' trucks parked in their yard.Hallelujah #2:The rumors are

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-71741343732342275272009-12-17T12:05:00.005-05:002009-12-17T12:30:57.942-05:00

Wow, life has been busy.Mom is out of the hospital. She was released shortly before Peanut's birthday and is living at the same ALF she lived at about 6 years ago. The owners have vastly improved the place. She's being managed by a community treatment team who visits 3 times a week. A physician comes on one visit to check BP and deal with any general health issues and a therapist comes on

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-65830508757647524852009-11-17T14:40:00.002-05:002009-11-17T14:43:13.424-05:00

Five years ago tomorrow, Peanut was born 6.5 weeks early. We were very, very lucky. He was well-developed, a fighter, and needed only 9 days in the NICU with minimal interventions. Prematurity is a leading cause of neonatal death and sadly, the US has one of the highest rates of premature births in the developed world.

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-52406814952574275882009-11-01T17:14:00.005-05:002009-11-01T17:32:41.979-05:00

Another Halloween is gone. Peanut wasn't feeling up to par and had fits over his costume. We eventually convinced him to wear it and all went out for a little trick-or-treating fun.When we got home, I noticed this in his bag: Why do people feel the need to give this absolute crap to children? Why? I respect that some Christians feel obligated to spread the good word. I respect that some feel

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-54581566278896218592009-11-01T17:00:00.002-05:002009-11-01T17:14:40.187-05:00

Hubby and I may gripe about the stupid calls he takes for work, but he does get valid ones, too.He was home for lunch break with the boys and me. A call came on the radio, Hubby replied and dashed out the door. I heard the siren wailing as he hurried down the street. He called a short while later to let me know he was OK. A two-year-old child was drowning in a pool and he was the closest unit

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-80024882172197606462009-10-16T15:06:00.002-05:002009-10-16T15:33:59.561-05:00

So, my work. I've really been enjoying it. I've learned a couple new techniques and have been participating in some exciting research projects. The good post-doc and coworker are intelligent and a lot of fun to work with. Bad post-doc, who I've started calling Dr. Evil and her helper, Mini Me have been tolerable, although we get the feeling that discord is brewing.Things weren't so great a

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-34935935542425347332009-10-16T14:59:00.002-05:002009-10-16T15:06:32.943-05:00

Hubby and I regularly laugh/bitch about the stuff he has to put up with at his job. He was called into court twice last week, something he doesn't really enjoy since many times it falls on his days off. The first was for an armed robbery and the defendant pled and received 10 years in prison and 10 years probation. He was a prior offender, yadda yadda.The second date was for a b.s. traffic

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-49402854190176922782009-10-16T14:50:00.002-05:002009-10-16T14:58:54.696-05:00

Mom's place is sold! It's such a burden off my shoulders. Hubby and a friend moved the heavy pieces into storage yesterday (she's down to a bed, dresser, and TV plus clothes, and some mementos/decorative things.) I signed the title over to the new owner today. She paid in cash, so I got to the bank as fast as I could to deposit it. Mom's still having ups and downs, but seems to be staying

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-12113126279659568432009-10-06T11:36:00.002-05:002009-10-06T11:40:05.878-05:00

Bean had his 15 month well-baby check yesterday. He's back on the charts for height, in the 10th percentile and is meeting all his milestones.Other than that, the visit was awful. He cried as soon as we crossed the threshold into the back examining area. He cried/screamed any time the nurses would so much as look at him. Then came the shots - 4 of them. It was so bad Peanut started to cry,

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-59383621754278493642009-10-06T11:32:00.002-05:002009-10-06T11:36:44.895-05:00

I went to the hair salon last night for a cut. All the stylists were busy, so I sat an waited for a while. Two of the customers seemed to know each other and were talking. The one woman's son is in critical condition at a specialty hospital. He was riding with a friend and their truck was hit by a friggin train. The crossing mailfunctioned and the arms never came down, so the boys had no

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-7587871698971392602009-09-16T11:18:00.003-05:002009-09-16T11:20:45.051-05:00

Hubby completed PIT (P.I.T.?) training a couple of weeks ago. I so want to do that. They got to ram other cops off the track. He went into the class worried about back injuries. Several other deputies have complained of sore backs after the class. Hubby was pleasantly surprised that his back felt better after it.***My work situation has been interesting. The shit hit the fan a few weeks ago

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-18683646822571460012009-09-16T11:08:00.002-05:002009-09-16T11:16:32.597-05:00

I'm having one of those poor me days and I'm not sure why. I have loving family & friends, a home, a job, and my health. Some possibilities:I'm sad my parents' visit is over (they were here for the weekend and are now enjoying a few sunny days at the beach).I'm exhausted. Bean is waking 1-3 times a night coughing and choking on snot. It's the neverending cold.Peanut was upset that I'll be

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-2204018517842914632009-08-18T11:38:00.002-05:002009-08-18T11:52:07.685-05:00

We had another awesome vacation visiting with Hubby's family. Nanna and Papaw spoiled the kids rotten. We played at the lake on their Sea-doo. We picnicked at the creek with Nana and Hubby impressed Peanut with his stone-skipping skills. Hubby and I were able to go on a date while the granparents watched they boys. The familly drama goes on. Youngest SIL was convicted on her DUI charges and

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-67515842335929487492009-08-18T11:19:00.003-05:002009-08-18T11:37:41.040-05:00

Life's been busy since the last post.Bean started vomiting later in the day after the infection diagnosis (we think he had a tummy bug). It was exacerbated by the Augmentin. At a follow-up on Monday we were told to discontinue it and there were no signs of an infection. Viral? Misdiagnosis? Who knows.Since then we've had several rounds of illness. Mysterious fevers. A Sunday night trip to

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-29750235442495313372009-06-27T12:44:00.003-05:002009-06-27T12:54:05.621-05:00

Bean has another ear infection. Poor little dude. He tossed and turned all night and was plain pitiful this morning. He zonked out on his Boppy only a couple of hours after getting up. I'm so glad the peds office has Saturday hours.He's a sharp guy. He says hi anytime someone is talking on the phone. He has learned "Uh-oh" which is frequently used after he throws a toy down (not quite how

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-53563840729672804602009-06-09T18:56:00.002-05:002009-06-09T19:04:30.607-05:00

Bean is a year old! How did the past year go so quickly? His birthday was Friday and he celebrated by getting over a very nasty ear infection. We had several rough nights, including at least one night with a temperature of 104.5 F (this was with Motrin every 6 hours. As soon as he'd hit that 6 hour mark, the temperature would spike.) He was feeling better on Saturday for his party and a good

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-5616021916536722822009-05-26T11:30:00.002-05:002009-05-26T11:41:12.345-05:00

MIL did visit us for nearly a week. It was great to see her. I still feel terrible about the visit, though. Bean woke up vomiting the morning she was due to arrive. He took it really well. He'd puke, cry, then be fine. He was mostly over it in a day or two. She and I came down with it a couple days later and had it worse. I felt better after about 2 days, but she felt lousy until her

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-39699971738042860452009-05-26T11:14:00.003-05:002009-07-01T11:13:43.319-05:00

So, I'm still here. Not writing, but here. The work computer likes to lock up whenever I get online and the home computer is often occupied by Hubby or Peanut. When it's free I'm usually busy entertaining Bean(keeping him out of trouble) or too tired to think.Let's see...Bean will be a year old in a week and a half. Holy crap. He's this close to walking. He can get himself up to standing

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-66488130417576485732009-04-15T11:29:00.000-05:002009-04-15T11:30:57.637-05:00

I hate confrontation. I may talk the badass talk on the blog, but IRL I’m a wuss. My stomach clenches up and I get shaky. I recently felt obligated to speak to another lab’s supervisor about a situation with one of his employees who had brought a child to work and had him in a less-than-safe place. The person who notified me wanted to remain anonymous for fear of retaliation. I really wanted

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-47192082173403934452009-04-01T11:09:00.002-05:002009-04-01T11:10:29.108-05:00

My parents arrive Friday for a weekend visit. Woo Hoo! Peanut is as pumped as I am. Every morning he asks “Is it this day? How many days?” He was so very sad yesterday morning when I told him he had three more days to go. He pouted and hung his head.In keeping with their usual awesome-ness, they decided to buy a swingset for the kids. Hubby is picking it up today and will attempt to start

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-26301917362667795752009-04-01T11:09:00.001-05:002009-04-01T11:09:35.675-05:00

Hubby deals with a plethora of characters through his work. Some of the stuff he sees is downright funny. Some of it gets his blood boiling. Some of it is just sad.He took a couple of DV (domestic violence) calls that were out there. The first involved a pregnant woman who was punched in the stomach by her boyfriend. Hubby arrives and can smell beer on the woman’s breathe. She’s also

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-51732796039486276062009-03-12T11:48:00.002-05:002009-03-12T11:53:09.647-05:00

Hubby spoke with the insurance agent yesterday. He emailed several photos and a diagram to her. He asked if she had spoken with the body shop. She had, but seemed unaware that the damage indicates we were hit by the other car. Hubby made sure to fill her in. It sounds like she is going to offer the other driver 30% of his damages. Hubby and I are confused and wondering if we went about this

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-54212283337103697582009-03-08T20:14:00.002-05:002009-03-08T20:21:37.119-05:00

Thursday night did not get any better.Hubby spoke with our claims person. The other driver had already called and bitched at her, wanting his repairs paid in full. With a check cut that day. Whatever. We hope his craptastic attitude works in our favor.Our vehicle ended up with just over $5K worth of damage. We need a new hood, bumper, radiator and some other bits. Our car should be ready in

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-60428526339462447032009-03-05T12:19:00.002-05:002009-03-05T12:26:42.312-05:00

Bean is 9 months old today. He is such a little love, full of warm baby-smell, smiles, cackles, and tongue-sticking-out cuteness. He’s so close to cruising. Not that he needs to – he can crawl like a flash. He’s so funny when he’s in a hurry. He gets ahead of himself and his knees go askew.Hubby and I can’t help but compare and contrast him to his older brother, who at this stage was

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-4913943170852931152009-03-05T12:17:00.000-05:002009-03-05T12:19:38.799-05:00

To say the car has bad mojo is an understatement. It’s roughly 3.5 years old and so far:I rear-ended someone. Barely scratched his fender and caused some cracking and buckling on mine. Other driver didn’t want to involve police or even trade info. Went our merry ways with no further problems.Hubby ran off-road to avoid a stopped car and hit a mailbox, scratching up both doors on the

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-30151467756654673002009-03-03T12:43:00.002-05:002009-03-03T12:49:55.422-05:00

We had a close call with Bean last night. Hubby brought him over to me and I noticed he was drooling like a faucet. Wet face, big wet splotches on his jammies. He rarely drools much, even when teething. I commented on it, so Hubby stuck a finger in his mouth to feel for a new tooth. Instead, he found something foreign in Bean's mouth. He quickly flipped him over and whacked his back.

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-31619791330053361462009-03-03T12:29:00.005-05:002009-03-05T12:31:20.386-05:00

Dear Coworkers (this goes out to two of you),Please do not tell me I need to do something for you. Instead, ask. Throwing in a please would be acceptable. One of my personality quirks is that I hate being told what to do, especially by subordinates. And it's kinda rude.If the phone is ringing, and you're closest, answer it. I pick up plenty of your calls when you're busy. I could just as

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-68991717312482930872009-02-18T12:21:00.001-05:002009-02-18T12:21:45.836-05:00

Stacey, I promise I'll do the 10 Things soon!

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I've been assimilated into one of the "social networks". I held out for as long as I could, knowing it would be a complete time suck and not sure if it was something I'd be into. I've rediscovered so many old classmates and friends. It's crazy. Some of them are from elementary/middle school - people I lost touch with after we graduated from 8th grade (parochial school). I've also found a

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-72672017129520351772009-02-13T20:33:00.003-05:002009-02-13T20:53:44.374-05:00

I've been itching to post, but just haven't had the time. Hubby has a trainee which means he's usually home late and has been teaching a lot of weekend and night classes at the community college. This is the first 2-day weekend we've had together since my ice skating debacle. The house is a disaster and needs some serious decluttering and cleaning. Fingers crossed that we will finally have

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-59471213920556188982009-01-29T15:23:00.003-05:002009-02-01T12:47:37.741-05:00

Back to the events on Saturday…Peanut was invited to a birthday party at a skating rink. He had never been ice skating before and was excited to try. “Mommy, ice skating is my favorite!” And even more excited to see BF’s daughter, the birthday girl, whom he plans to marry once they’re both grownups.We had all planned to go, but Bean was diagnosed with an ear infection on Friday. (Even though

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-15059537479532484932009-01-29T12:33:00.004-05:002009-02-01T12:50:01.353-05:00

Sickening. Literally. Studies show that high-fructose corn syrup frequently contains mercury due to the way it's processed and the FDA has known for years. Why isn't this in the mass media? I watched the local news this morning and listened to NPR on the way to work and heard nothing about this.Thanks to Moxie and Gwendomama for writing about it.Huffinton Post articleHow HFCS is

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-63646640415978718152009-01-27T14:50:00.004-05:002009-01-27T14:53:55.147-05:00

Peanut visited the pediatrician last Thursday. She confirmed he had drainage from the ear, but the eardrum looked good. We're continuing with his eardrdops. The eartube on the other side appears to be coming out. sigh I really, really hope we don't need another set.Everything seemed fine on Friday until daycare called at lunchtime. Bean was fussing and poking at an ear. Back to the peds we

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-7051758513821429022009-01-27T14:46:00.002-05:002009-01-27T14:49:54.643-05:00

Happy birthday, Mom. ***This is her second birthday in the state hospital. We won't be visiting this year. It's too much of a trip to bring the baby and with the ongoing illnesses and Hubby's extra shifts, we can't make it. I feel guilty and relieved.Peanut and I will call Mom tonight. He's sad because he thinks he's missing her birthday party. I tried to explain that there is no party

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-89675356520672209812009-01-21T10:09:00.005-05:002009-01-21T10:14:22.597-05:00

At Peanut’s 4-y.o. checkup, one of the checklist questions was “Can your child draw a stick figure?” Hubby wasn’t sure, so he called me. I didn’t know either. Most of Peanut’s drawings are scribbles or letters. Three days later, he came home with a drawing of his teacher. He says she’s very pretty. A couple of days later he drew a picture of our family and Wall-E and Eve.Last night, he

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-16523433459861003592009-01-21T10:09:00.001-05:002009-01-21T10:09:33.766-05:00

Hubby sadly had to use his rifle at work. A cow got loose along the interstate. She had already gotten onto the travel lane before hubby arrived, but ran back onto the shoulder. Hubby, several other cops, and an ag officer tried to corral her away from the road for darting. As the ag officer tried to get a clear shot, she spooked and ran back for the road. Hubby put her down with several

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-9368548073420137082009-01-21T10:08:00.000-05:002009-01-21T10:09:05.213-05:00

Peanut won’t stop singing! The little boy who would never sing breaks out into the ABC song multiple times a day and throws in some Jingle Bells, too. It’s so cute. He’s really figuring out phonics. He’ll say a word, then name the letter it starts with. “My name is Peanut. P starts with Peanut. P says Puh Puh Puh. Peanut.” He’s on a napping strike at daycare. He frequently comes home

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-62662814226300180372009-01-21T10:07:00.000-05:002009-01-21T10:08:24.835-05:00

Bean is crawling in earnest now. He’s still wobbly, gets trapped under tables and such, bonks into things, and often falls/rolls over. Every once in a while he’ll get stuck with his legs stretched behind him and he’ll do a little hop to get back onto his knees. It’s the cutest ever. He can sure get to something when he wants to. Something usually is the dog or a power cord. He discovered

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-88908273540999946202009-01-21T10:06:00.000-05:002009-01-21T10:07:36.151-05:00

Chez selzach recovering from our eleventy-billionth round of the respiratory crud. We’re a hacking, snotting, sneezing bunch. Hubby wound up with viral bronchitis and an ear infection. Peanut came home yesterday with crud draining from his ear. At least the tubes are doing their job.

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-79171749998204530412009-01-01T21:04:00.004-05:002009-01-01T21:11:32.808-05:00

Fireworks stands pop up around here like mushrooms before New Year's Eve and the 4th of July. I'll never get used to them. I grew up in a state that banned all fireworks. Mom and I used to cross the state line to buy contraband sparklers for the 4th, in a state only slightly less restrictive than ours.One stand is next to a produce stand Hubby & I occasionally shop at. The last time we went

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-11905143419040017052009-01-01T20:48:00.003-05:002009-01-01T21:04:04.726-05:00

The kids have been tag teaming Mr. S. and me with colds. Bean is on breathing treatments yet again. The wheezing started the day after Christmas and has continued. If he's still wheezing by tomorrow, the doc wants to see him again. Hmmm, think the wheezing will clear up over night? Me neither. He has something else cooking, too. He was up crying for most of the night (which meant I was up,

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-324136145217567772008-12-19T12:03:00.004-05:002009-01-21T10:15:06.430-05:00

The last HOA meeting I attended was over 4 years ago, when I was pregnant with Peanut. Once he was born, the meetings fell to the bottom of my priorities. Not much is accomplished at the meetings anyway.I decided to attend this year's annual budgetary meeting. OMG. Our HOA president is a jerk (which Hubby and I already knew) as are a few of our neighbors. Things nearly came to fisticuffs

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A lot has been going on...Mom called yesterday and decided she's not well enough for our planned visit. We'll see what happens. She may change her mind. Bean has a cold and is back on breathing treatments. The wheezing has subsided, but he still has spells of fast breathing. He and Bean have checkups this week. I'll add that to my list of concerns for the doctor.Money is tight. (Well,

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-1655755541151467512008-12-04T12:33:00.002-05:002008-12-04T12:42:11.240-05:00

Peanut is all about Christmas. We watched the Rudolph special last night. (What a flashback to my own childhood).When I was a kid, I wanted a Rudolph toy for years. I asked Santa for one in several letters. I'm pretty sure Mom searched for one, but there weren't any. I saw some a couple of years ago and asked Hubby for one.Well, I got one last Christmas, complete with a light-up nose.

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-62248786358216539272008-12-03T15:04:00.001-05:002008-12-03T15:04:36.408-05:00

Our Thanksgiving trip was wonderful. Peanut had so much fun seeing his grandparents and playing with his cousins. The drive up was great. We didn’t leave the house until about 8:30 pm, thanks to Hubby having another late nigh, but the drive was fine. Bean was out for the night after a quick stop for a bottle. We could have gone longer if Peanut hadn’t started fussing. Once he’s done for

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-86608180184274965572008-12-03T15:03:00.002-05:002008-12-04T12:56:25.477-05:00

Mom has laid down a thick Christmas guilt trip. I called her on Thanksgiving and she started in on it. “I’m really upset that you said I can’t come on Christmas and talked to the doctor about it. I don’t understand why I can’t come, so the doctor wanted me to ask you to clarify…” Arrrgh. Because it’s 6 hours of driving. Because you were miserable and horrible to be around during our last

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-40673654027808071272008-11-24T12:52:00.002-05:002008-11-24T13:01:12.377-05:00

Mom called this weekend. She's doing a little better, but still sounds depressed. The psychiatrist changed one med and upped another which seems to be working. Mom said her goal is to be well enough to spend Christmas with us. What? Hubby and I never planned or intended for Mom to spend Christmas with us this year. After her disastrous last visit, I'm in no mood to have her visit for a long

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-69526140007002342522008-11-24T12:48:00.002-05:002008-11-24T12:52:20.207-05:00

Bean has started to reach for things. Bean scooted/lunged across Hubby the other day and grabbed at his bottle. The following day, I was shaking his chewy rattle as I leaned over to give it to him and he reached both arms out for it. And this morning he reached up and grabbed my hair as I was buckling him into the carseat. He's been a hair-snatcher from day 1, but normally he ends up grabbing

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Peanut read his first word today! He and Hubby were watching an old episode of Tom & Jerry with Spike and his son in it. Spike's doghouse had "Father" painted over the opening, and the puppy's had "Son". Peanut asked what the words said. Hubby helped him sound out "fff-aahhh-th-errrrr". Then Hubby suggested that Peanut try the other word by himself. "Sssss-ooooo-nnnnnn. That spells son!"

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-41722309972667242552008-11-20T08:51:00.001-05:002008-11-20T08:51:40.669-05:00

Hubby recently worked a missing child case. The child was quickly found and returned home. Unfortunately, Hubby had to notify DCF because she went missing due to neglect.You see, the 4-year-old was left in the care of her grandmother. Who let her play outside, by herself, in only pants and a t-shirt on a breezy day with temperatures in the low 60s. Grandmother didn’t bother to check if the

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-9513868684747534482008-11-18T16:23:00.001-05:002008-11-18T16:23:42.740-05:00

Dear Peanut,Happy Birthday! Today you are four years old. It seems like just yesterday you were a tiny, fragile little preemie and now you are such a big boy. I can’t wait to get home from work to sing happy birthday and watch you open your presents from Daddy, Bean, and me. You were asleep when I left this morning, so I kissed the top of your head and whispered “Happy birthday” into your

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-34184392425555836692008-11-12T12:51:00.000-05:002008-11-12T12:52:22.027-05:00

Mom will be kept as an inpatient for another 6 months.I am so relieved.

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-61243628885323670472008-11-12T12:36:00.001-05:002008-11-12T12:50:46.869-05:00

I had hoped to watch the results on Election Day night. This year held the same excitement for me as the first one I was able to vote in. I remember sitting in Best Friend’s dorm room with several other friends, that night in 1992, excitedly watching the results come in. This time Hubby called me with the preliminary results that Obama had won. I am thrilled and hopeful he will get our

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-43577102299880442722008-11-01T11:30:00.002-05:002008-11-01T12:04:42.362-05:00

The ability to gestate, birth, and then nourish a child via my body amazes me. It's truly a miracle. The fact that milk-producing structures evolved from sweat glands is mind-boggling. I've dropped down to 5 milk-pumping sessions per day. I generally get about 10 ounces of milk at each session, with about 5-7 additional ounces at the first morning session (the girls, they do fill up overnight

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-24392306949221439912008-11-01T11:15:00.003-05:002008-11-01T11:28:55.770-05:00

They're like clockwork. Every Saturday, between 9:30 & 10:30 am, the church people come to our door. Usually they're the JWs. They drive me f'ing crazy because the scenario is always the same (not to mention I'm skeptical of any religion that requires its devout to recruit new members and will shun/excommunicate those who don't live up to their strict standards. Cultish, if you ask me.):

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Mom returned to the hospital yesterday, after a 3-day visit. She's back to anxious & depressed. She cried much of Tuesday and started yesterday by refusing to get out of bed. I was late to work making sure Hubby was able to get her into the car and handle the boys. They were supposed to drop Bean off at daycare on their way, but I took him instead so Hubby wouldn't risk leaving Mom alone in

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-87169339144076787112008-10-16T11:27:00.002-05:002008-10-16T11:31:38.000-05:00

Peanut usually watches the animated Transformers on weekday mornings. It helps keep him in a somewhat good mood while getting ready for daycare. He always asks who the various characters are. Other than Optimus Prime, Bumblebee and Megatron, I have no idea.This morning was the same. "Mommy, who's that one?"Me: "????"Hubby, yelling from the bathroom: "The brown one is Dookie. He transforms

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-44886079984674932732008-09-07T16:32:00.006-05:002008-09-07T16:39:47.722-05:00

Introducing Bean:Brothers:This is one of the best purchases I've made for Peanut. It's a dry-erase alphabet from the dollar bin at T@rget. I went through all the letters once with Peanut then left him to his own devices. His handwriting is very shaky and he doesn't draw the lines for the letters in the correct sequence, but I think he's doing an amazing job. This was only the 3rd or 4th time

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-86276789970477799942008-09-07T15:45:00.003-05:002008-09-07T16:16:05.604-05:00

Mom visited for the weekend. Hubby graciously offered to do all the driving (12 hours in all) so I could stay home with Bean who has his first cold. Mom is doing very well. She's the calmest and most stable I've seen her in over a year and a half. Her hearing was last week and she's been placed on discharge status. She'll be monitored for two months and has to meet certain criteria, then

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-50822223252838807022008-08-30T12:27:00.002-05:002008-08-30T12:30:08.400-05:00

Bean is sleeping an uninterrupted 8-9 hours a night! Awesome! He has started laughing when tickled, if one of us speaks in a silly voice, or if we make faces at him. I love baby laughs. He also laughs in his sleep, just like his big brother.

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-19761409125671884122008-08-30T12:17:00.003-05:002008-08-30T12:26:51.680-05:00

I finally tested my Taser and it sure works. Hubby got a target, which we set up in the garage. It was really cool, sparks and all. Hubby was impressed, but wanted to go a step further, so he cut the barbs off and taped the wires to his clothes, with the intent of me tazing him. I wasn't too thrilled with the idea, but went along with it after convincing him to lie on the bed so he wouldn't

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-54422623789969172152008-08-22T11:28:00.004-05:002008-08-30T12:17:55.174-05:00

I've loved mysteries since I was a kid. Scooby Doo was one of my all-time favorite shows. When I was a bit older, I discovered Agatha Christie (the Miss Marple books were my favorites) and Ngaio Marsh. I've gone through spells of reading murder mysteries on and off. About a year ago I dound the Cliff Janeway books by John Dunning and worked through the library's collection. My latest find

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-82946814037897277292008-08-14T07:55:00.002-05:002008-08-14T08:02:24.074-05:00

We are a farting bunch in the selzach household. Hubby jokes that all the farting and burping sound like a frat house.Peanut has recently learned the phrases "Did you hear a barking spider?" and "Did you tear your britches?" They both crack him up and must be asked any time someone passes gas.***We were in the car when Peanut pooted. He asked if I heard it (I didn't) then told me "Those were

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-58400484310126110402008-08-14T07:29:00.003-05:002008-08-14T07:48:31.709-05:00

Bean's 2-month well baby check was yesterday. He's almost 12 lbs and has grown a couple of inches. He's on the lower range of the percentile chart, but is right on target on his growth curve. He goes for a longer spell at nights - 4-5 hours then usually another 4 hours. The fussies seem to be decreasing and we have some days with almost no fussing at all. He's a very happy baby (other than

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-90604783748148259162008-07-19T17:40:00.003-05:002008-07-19T17:50:06.378-05:00

I'm alive and well. Tired, but well. Bean is a little chunk and weighs 9 lbs according to our questionably accurate bathroom scale. It's such a difference to have a term baby. He still has a lot of fussy/gassy spells. I've eliminated chocolate in case that's the culprit (I was eating A LOT of it). He goes for longer spells between feeding, but wakes up with the fussies even when he's not

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-6018645950755510682008-06-13T18:44:00.003-05:002008-06-13T19:01:19.069-05:00

I'm exhausted, but very happy.Bean is doing well. On Monday he was up 2 oz from his weight at hospital discharge. The pediatrician said everything looks good and when he found out we were having difficulties nursing, he sent in the lactation consulatant. Yes, they now have an LC on staff and she's awesome. She had another patient, so our visit was short, but she had some very good suggestions

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-52136856681364881672008-06-08T16:53:00.002-05:002008-06-08T17:24:31.513-05:00

I've been having feelings since last week that labor will happen soon...well, it did!Bean was born at 10:38 am on June 5th after a very quick 3.5 hour labor! Hubby has nicknamed him ButterBean since he's got a bit of chunk. He's adorable and we're glad to be home.My water broke just before 7 am on Thursday as I was getting ready to leave for work. I felt sort of crampy down low in my pelvis in

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-78118370565577349112008-05-31T18:13:00.003-05:002008-05-31T18:22:55.042-05:00

Hubby and Peanut had a very long trip to the ENT's office yesterday. Our old doctor has left the practice, so they are down to one ENT and a nurse practitioner. The boys were there for approximately two hours just to have the air pressure test (I don't know what it's called, but they check the eardrum) and a consult with the ENT. She took a look, declared that the tube-free ear still has fluid

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-58321157365304871832008-05-31T17:55:00.002-05:002008-05-31T18:08:45.814-05:00

3.5 weeks to go until the due date. Woo Hoo! Some friends from work hosted a baby shower this week, BEFORE the baby's arrival. Very different from last time.I met one of the other OBs from my doc's practice. I never made it that far last time. He was very nice and I felt comfortable with him. He teased me a bit since we didn't have the baby's room ready - I liked that he made jokes and was

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-6854329625398990792008-05-30T07:07:00.003-05:002008-05-30T07:16:46.489-05:00

We're getting calls from collection agencies again. No, we're not in default on any debts. The first asked for someone with a name similar to Youngest SIL's name. Her first name is unusual, but spelled similarly to a more common name. They asked for CommonName OurLastname. Hubby stated several times that no one by that name resides with us.Another call came last night, this time asking for

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-80522047816738385592008-05-27T19:54:00.003-05:002008-05-27T19:57:49.861-05:00

One of Hubby's unsolved homicide cases, the one involving a dead baby, was solved! We assumed the mother would never be found, but a DNA match was made a couple of weeks ago. The kicker is that the Mom is a middle aged woman with other kids. She didn't want her family to know so she hid the pregnancy from them, gave birth to a live baby, and put her in a trash bag in a dumpster. I don't

selzachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11539417220317922790noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6214554.post-50898175227121542212008-05-27T19:38:00.002-05:002008-05-27T19:47:01.841-05:00

Four more weeks till my due date. Woo Hoo!***In big Peanut news....he's sleeping in his own "big boy" bed! We bought a comfy twin mattress and box spring set last weekend, and what a difference it has made. If we only knew the key to getting him to sleep was a soft bed, we would've done it months ago. We decided to go with a mid-priced pillow top mattress. Peanut tested it out in the store

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Yesterday was the date in my pregnancy with Peanut that he was born, so I'm now more pregnant than I've ever been. Six and a half more weeks to go! Hubby has a boat load of special details lined up over the next couple of weeks to help with expenses while I'm on partial pay during my parental leave. (I don't have enough vacation time to get full pay this time.) He keeps joking that I need to

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Hubby and I are working in earnest again to get Peanut to sleep in his bed. We started Sunday night and so far he's gone to sleep fairly easily in his bed. This involves multiple bedtime stories, piling his favorite stuffed animals and blankets into bed, and scratching his backsidestummyearsheadshouldersarmsandlegs. He has stayed in bed until somewhere between 1 and 3 am each night - not too

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Today makes 33 weeks! Everything looked good at my OB checkup and I had another negative fetal fibronectin test. Only 1 more test to go, and after that they won't stop early labor. I'm still having frequent contraction and they often hurt a bit in my pelvis and lower back, but so far they seem to be non-productive. Fingers are crossed that we go to full term. In 3 days I'll be at the date I

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Peanut’s daycare had picture day today. They wanted to take his pictures as soon as he got there, so I stayed to avoid a melt-down. He is such a ham! He chatted with the photographer, bounced around, smiled a lot and was generally silly. But every time she aimed the camera at him, he would turn around or cover his face. She was eventually able to distract him with bubbles (very smart woman).

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Peanut went for another ENT checkup this week. He still has fluid in the left ear (the one with no tube) and although his hearing is normal, he doesn't hear as well on that side. The other tube is still hanging on. They'll give 6 more weeks for it to come out. The good news is they can remove it in the office without sedation. The LPN said they can manage that in kids with one tube, but

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Wow. I'm 30 weeks into this pregnancy. So far, things seem to be going well. Of course, the closer I get to the time when Peanut was born (33w3d) the more I worry about pre-term labor. I've noticed more frequent Braxton-Hicks in the past few weeks and a more frequent need to pee, but nothing really worrisome. The OB and I discussed the fetal fibronectin test at my last appointment and I

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Am I unreasonable in thinking that my 3-yr-old who has only been potty trained a few months isn’t ready to wipe his own butt? He comes home from daycare maybe once or twice a week with soiled undies. Hubby and I assumed he had an occasional accident, although he doesn’t have poop accidents at home.I was driving home with Peanut one evening and out of the blue he told me his undies had poop in

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Why are so many maternity tops and dresses so low cut? I think they look fine in the store, then I wear them to work and worry I’m flashing too much skin. Thank goodness for cami tops that can be worn underneath.

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Summer has arrived. Spring went by in a flash. One day the temperatures were bearable and the nights were cool, the next we were into the mid 80s with "lows" in the 70s. I guess, that still is Spring weather, though. In the middle of Summer the nights stay hot as well. We're already getting the crazy afternoon storms. One thunderstorm last week knocked out our power. Peanut was scared by

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Hubby and Peanut had their first overnight (sort of) at a friend's house. Hubby and his friend used to work together and when the friend got married we all started hanging out as couples. They have a son who's Peanut's age and an infant daughter. The boys (big and small) enjoy playing with each other, so Hubby and Peanut were invited overnight. The little boys slept in a tent in the

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My parents visited for the weekend. As usual, we had a great time, but it was much too short. Peanut was shy with them for all of about 10 minutes until Grammy got him smiling. He dragged her off to his room to show off his toys. He spent a good bit of time wanting her to hold him - I'm so glad they had some good bonding time. Both Dad and Stepmom were able to feel the baby move. Stepmom

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