Sometimes, I am a dumbass.

My guts have been off today, and I haven’t felt well, but whoa, can I be stupid. 

I was replying to an email tonight, after I’d gone grocery shopping and before dinner, when I thought i was going to just — hurl. Everywhere. I couldn’t even finish the email, I went upstairs, didn’t hurl, didn’t anything, and got chilled, so I crawled under the blankets and felt miserable for a while, trying to think of what I could’ve eaten that had such an effect… hmm, cereal and banana for breakfast…. two pieces of wheat toast and a yogurt for lunch….. and… and that was it. WELL, FUCK. Not to mention, I had completely forgotten to drink anything, too. Not taking medication means not standing at the sink every few hours.

Once I figured it out, I summoned Dave, who brought me a bottle of water, and some peanut butter granola bars.  I choked those down, and then had him bring me a peanut butter sandwich. Once I felt like I wouldn’t DIE standing upright, I went downstairs and ate a banana. I feel much better.

Before I went to the store, I had even SAID, "I need some protein or something," so I picked up ground beef, which we NEVER eat, and swiss cheese, and Dave was going to make burgers. I also got the granola bars then, too. And I was hungry, but Dave wasn’t, so I didn’t want to ‘spoil my dinner’ with a granola bar, which is why at 7:15, I thought I was dying. We had no burgers tonight, maybe tomorrow we will, and the granola barBECAME my dinner. I tell you what, the widget won’t let me neglect it. Oy.

I’m actually looking forward to school for the food, in part.  I eat a good lunch there, usually, more protein and fresh veggies than I do when I lunch at home. ANd, I always get water with my meal, so that I WON’T FORGET. The lack of structure of vacation, on top of the last week of being sick, fucks with my schedule, eating included.  I also need to just REMEMBER to EAT when I AM HUNGRY. Never thought THAT would be a concern, but indeed, it is.

At least I have a great husband who was great about shuttling peanut butter protein up to me as I turned green under the covers…

Last Day of Vacay

Note to world: When you have an upset stomach, a kicking baby poking at your intestines does NOT help. Oof.

And in other baby/poop news, I ordered diapers today! Yeehaw! I ordered from babybecause.com, and will soon be in possession of:

36 Infant unbleached chinese prefolds
4 Kissaluvs, size 0
4 Kissaluvs terry doublers
6 Imse Vimse Bumpy Soft covers, size small
4 Imse Vimse Bumpy Night covers, size newborn
1 package Snappis
1 small Bummis tote (for around town)
1 medium Bummis tote (for day trips to the lake or whathaveyou)

This is in addition to what I already have:
5 Kushies AIO, size small (? 10-22lbs)
2 Kissaluvs, size 0
1 Kissaluv contour
4 wraps of various makes and sizes. (I forget specifics, it was al from an ebay sale.)

ANyway, yay! Diapers!

I’m feeling like a lamer because I will miss 2 weeks of Y classes on account of sickness (last week) and stitches (this week). The doc said I could shower with the steri-strips, but I googled up wondering about swimming, and basically, it says "nope."  I really liked the class, and want to go back, and am also afraid that they’re going to think I’m a big fat quitter or something. urgh.

Classes start tomorrow! I still don’t know about my under-registered Networking class, and while I would LOVE to have it ths term and get it over with, theres also part of me that’s like "ooh, only two classes? sweet!" But it just means I have to make up that class as a PARENT and not a PREGNANT PERSON, so I’m not foolish enough to recognize that having it now would be a whole lot better.  Oh well. I’ll figure it out.

Catching Up

Dare i say it? I’m not sick! This is the first day all week I’ve ONLY had to take my Synthroid. No cough syrup, no allergy pill, no decongestant, no Tylenol (Yet, we’ll see how the boob progresses today), just my regular ol’ synthroid. YAY.

I left the house yesterday for the first non-medical reason in almost a week. (I’d gone to the pharmacy on Thursday, and for the biopsy on Friday.)  I got showered and dressed and we got lunch and went to Target and to Borders, and I felt like a HUMAN! BEING!

I saw Jen at Borders, and while we were talking in the vestibule, a guy walked in with a newborn tucked into a KKAFP.  Jen "awwwwwwe!"d and I was like "Hey! I have two of those!" (not to the guy, or anyone in particular) I was just so excited to see one in USE, I couldn’t contain myself. I can count on one hand the number of slings I’ve seen in these parts, and that was a first for the KK.  I even went in and found Dave,and stalked the pouch-wearing dad to make Dave look and see how it works with a newborn. He’s tried it with the cat, but the cat hold is more of a sitting-up baby hold, not the cradled newborn one. So adorable.

After we came home and had dinner, i was still restless, so I decided to register at Target.  I called my friend Jess, to see if she wanted to go (she’s been after me to register, and WANTS to go with me) but her husband was out for the evening, and leaving three kids under the age of 5 alone in the house isn’t really cool.  I went, and registered anyway, and found it was anticlimactic. For one, I think they must be cleaning out and making room for new stuff, because SO much was on clearance, but nothing was so clearanced that I bought it. everything Avent, for instance, was on clearance. I could find NO first aid type stuff, or the bath seat I like, or even the cotton gowns for newborns, that have the elastic at the bottom, or drawstring, or whatever. They had some in gender specific colors, but not just yellow or white or whatever.  I figure I’ll get Jess to go with me to TRU to add the things I couldn’t find yesterday. I can always add more later, if I find that everything I did last night ends up being moot. Either way, it was something to do that was out of the house.

Today I’ve been catching up on my neglected housework. Laundry is running through, emptied all the trash from upstairs, did the dishes, etc. Someday we’ll have to tackle the nursery. Maybe once I have a changing table we can start setting it up more. As it is, the crib is in there, and the dresser that was mine until we got the new furniture, and both have the collected baby stuff in there already. I need to get more of my sewing stuff out of there, and organize the shelves, but it’s so intimidating at this point! Argh.

But hey! I feel better! And Dave has tomorrow off! And my dishes and laundry are already done! So, yay!

Down Alternative?

Thanks for all the good thoughts for me and my left nipple, y’all.  I’m taking Tylenol for the pain, and trying to rationalize it as breastfeeding prep, since now I know what deep nipple pain IS. Yikes. It’s better when I’m laying down (maybe the blood backs off or something?) but when I get up for the day, eek. Oh well.

So, I’ve always been a huge fan of down. I’ve had down comforters for almost ten years now, and down pillows for a while, and our current bedding is a down blanket, with a down comforter on top. I have a down throw on the couch (oil is expensive, you know!) for snugling under in the evenings. I loooove the down. But, and I think I mentioned it here, but maybe not, I recently bought a new pillow that was non-down, and realized (with the exception of my recent illness) that switching pillows instantly removed my habit of waking up at 5 either sneezing, or stuffed up and needing to blow my nose. I mean, INSTANTLY. It was weird, since I’d always blamed it on the 20 pound furball wedged between our pillows, but even with her there, I slept through the night and woke up breathing.

My eczema developed after Dave and I moved in together, and I honestly thought I was allergic to him, since the places where we make the most contact while sleeping (back of legs, inside elbows, etc, from spooning) are the worst affected.  I wasn’t sure if it was because he’s much more hirsute than I, so carrying more allergens in general, or if it was his soap, or what. With lots of environmental changes — we only use dye/scent free soap, laundry detergent, lotions, everything — it’s never really improved, except with the prescription hydrocortisone cream.  I thought it might be something in Levant, or our bed, but moving and getting a new bed, same thing.  I decided it must also be the fault of FatKitty as well.

But then, my mom bought the same blanket I’ve had for a few years, which I love. She said she started to itch after using ot for a few months, and thought I should get rid of mine. My eczema started before we got this particular blanket, but now I’m wondering if I could’ve developed an allergy to down over the last four years.  Or, if the combo of Down+Dave+FK=fucking eczema! in me. 

Does anyone have any experience with this? They make a down-alternative blanket to the one I have, and a down alternative comforter, but I looooove the warmth of down and wouldn’t want to sacrifice that, and cash, to no avail.  We’ve had the blanket for a few years (I got it when we picked up my wedding dress in Portland, I think, so maybe 2.5 years?) and the comforter for maybe 2 years, and both were inexpensive — the blanket is 50 bucks at Target, and the comforter came from overstock.com with the pillows for 80 bucks, I want to say (at some HUGE percentage savings, overstock is fab), so it’s not like I haven’t gotten somemoney’s worth out of each. I just don’t know. ARGH!

Still waiting for my scholarship to post, and I will get my FA money, and be able to order the last few things we want to supply ourselves for the baby (cloth diapers, convertible carseat, crib mattress) before having any kind of shower.  I’m anal about those things, and know that most people would balk at the price of a Britax carseat, and end up just buying one that is cheap and hangs out at the bottom of safety ratings charts with their ‘front shields have caused at least one death’ warnings and stuff. If we just buy it, we’re all set, and can tell people as such, without having our choices judged based on price, you know?  Plus, I’d rather buy it when we have the money now, and know that that base is covered.  I’m ridiculously excited about ordering my CD stash though. CRAZY excited. Hee.

Biopsy Update

I’ll put the details of the biopsy behind the cut (har!) for those that are squeamish about such things. It wasn’t as bad as I thought, but I still haven’t LOOKED at it to know what it looks like. And hopefully this will answer some questions.

And for another dream to report, I must have been feeling the widget wobbling around in there while I was asleep, because my dream last night was that I was laying on a beach, and Mrs K’s Sadie toddled up to me and started batting at my belly and saying "baby! baby!" And in the dream, i was like "whoa! It’s Sadie! I know her! Kindof!"  And tried to get up and look around for Mrs K to introduce myself.

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What to do…

Last night’s dream was that I went in for my biopsy (which is Friday) and the OR was the abandoned set of The Price is Right, and the surgeon was amputating my legs, and i was unable to communicate that it was MY NIPPLE dammit, not MY LEGS that needed to be checked out. Yeah, that was freaky.

I also got an email from Deb, my coteacher, to let me know she was thinking of me for Friday, and to let me know she’d heard from some kids. Mainly, one of the kids that wason the news a few months ago. Apparently he’s doing well, and even HUGGED her (and he HATED her) and asked about me and all of that. He also provided an update on one of our kids, my favorite Badgirl, that I know I’ve written about here, but I can’t remember her pseudonym. Anyway, last month there was this guy who was arrested after a high speed chase, where he had his two kids (age 1 & 2) inthe backseat. As a result of that, they found BadGirl in a motel room. I mean, I’d kind of hoped it WASN’T her, but the age and name match (but the article listed her as missing from a town other than the one I taught in, so i don’t know what that’s about… but stlll, it was her, had to be).  And now, word on the street is that she’s pregnant. Sigh.

Also, I got an email that one of my classes might be cancelled because only 5 people enrolled, and we need 6 to have the course.  SInce classes start next week, this is not looking good. UGH. I really wanted to max my tuition credits pre-baby, but it looks like that might not happennow, since I’m in the position of being so close, that there aren’t other classes that would fit the schedule this semester. That, on top of losing my two summer class credits as well. (But, I am planning on signing up for practicum and taking in incomplete until fall, as approved by my advisor.)

If that’s the case, I would need to take three classes in the fall to finish up. I WILL finish up, I’m in too deep to not finish at this point. It just might mean financing a bit more of my education than I’d planned. I’ve done pretty well, loan wise, and gotten tons of free money, and at this point owe less than 20k combined for undergrad and grad school.  There’s also the appeal of taking three classes, not working (and classes are at night) and funding a longer mat leave that way. Student loan rates are a hell of a lot cheaper than credit cards. My practicum is going to be like student teaching, basically, only half-time. I forget the number of hours I need, but it works out to around 20/week, I think. I would qualify for uni childcare though, and 6 credits makes me full time as well. (And I’d be 6 officially, with the other 3 being carried over from my summer incomplete.)  I wonder if I could get more financial aid for having a kid mid-year? Its not a deduction yet, so wouldn’t show up on my FAFSA, but there must be some appeals process or something.

Maybe this will be the best of all scenarios, having a baby might garner me some more free money, I’m not away full-time until at least 7 months old or so, assuming (HOPING) I find a job when I finish my degree… I don’t know. It will all work out. Right?

Dream

(I thought I was getting better, but it seems that the sinus thing just moved to my throat and chest. UNGH. AND, Dave is in Portland today, so he can’t come home at lunch with cough syrup or anything. 🙁 )

I had a dream over the weekend, that even the most amateur of dream-interpreters could probably figure out.

In the dream, Dave’s best friend and his girlfriend had moved back to Portland from Michigan, and bought a house. A real fixer-upper, but on the river, with a long dock. The house was oooollddd, there was no insulation anywhere, just studs and exterior planks, with big gaps between the planks.  When we went to visit, we took FatKitty with us.

Of course the friend and GF wanted to take Dave on a float trip down the river, and I had to stay and take care of fat Kitty. I fed her grapes and cherry tomatoes, and was afraid she’d choke, so I was cutting them up into tiny pieces. Then she made a mess, and I had to clean it up, and I was trying to find paper towels and stuff so that I didn’t leave this new house a mess of tomatoes and grapes. But while I was trying to clean, FatKitty went upstairs, and I had to go up and try to entertain her so that she wouldn’t fall down the steep staircase, or fall through the gaps in the walls. And the whole time, I was really pissed that everyone ELSE was floating down the river without me.

WhatEVER could I be ANXIOUS about in my SUBCONSCIOUS????!!! I have NO idea! *eyeroll*

I have eaten vanilla ice cream and toast today. I hate being sick.

Pooh-ass diaper bags & more

Thanks for all the tips! For clarification, here is an example of what I mean by "Pooh-ass diaper bags."  (Pooh-ass is my own adjective, which is basically the opposite of bad-ass,  I think.)  I have so many freaking tote bags’backpacks/etc as it is, that I liked the idea of the diaper bag kit that includes everything but the bag, the changing pad and dirty clothes bags and stuff.  Plus, I already have the Enfamil-branded "breastfeeding support no, really!" tote diaper bag from my first OB appointment last time. (I was going to post a link, but they’ve changed the bag since April. I’m sure I’ll get at least one more in this process, though.) If I were going to buy a diaper bag, I’d probably go all elitist and go for a Skip*Hop or something. But, I don’t plan on buying one.

And really, anyone with a baby and any large tote in tow, it can be assumed that the large tote is a diaper bag. Why must it be infantilized with POOH? Also, I’m big on stuff like the diaper bag being MY accessory, not the kids, so it should align with my preferences and not just be baby-fied for the sake of baby-fication.  I doubt the babe will have much of a signature style when it’s a newborn, as well. When it’s older and needs a backpack, then it gets more say. No pooh-ass for now!

On the tub — I don’t plan on using the big bathtub for baths until the widget is older and sits more reliably.  We have a large single-tub sink, and that’s where pre-sitting baths will be, unless I get in the tub with the widg for some reason.  It might squick some people out, but I was bathed in the kitchen sink, and plenty of friends who’ve had babies in shower-only apartments have done the same. If anything, I’m lucky that I have the single big basin.  I do plan on getting one of those bath sling-seat things to help with bathing. Our kitchen is more conducive to post-bath drying and dressing and such, too, with the big peninsula right there. Also, because we’ve had to bathe the cat a few times in the last week (on account of one of her paws getting way gummed up with litter, to the point it seemed really painful) and the cat is petrified of the kitchen sink, in any condition, we’ve had the experience of it being somewhat of a pain in the ass to be on our knees at the tub. Standing at the sink will be so much easier.

Bottles — I already have one (thanks Muse!) Avent, and I plan on registering for an Avent manual pump, which comes with two. I’m hesitant to commit to one kind of bottle, invest in them, and find out that the widget won’t use that brand.  With my luck, the kid will only take those novelty bottles that look like soda bottles. *shudder*

I’m feeling better today, and have yoga at 1, so YAY. There’s definitely a whole lot more nose breathing today, which is a good thing.  And it’s snowing!

Blargh.

I went to the hockey game last night with Sara, the girlfriend of Matt, who is Dave’s coworker.  It was fun, although eerily subdued, until we realized that it was still winter break, and so the student balcony was almost empty. With no students, there wasn’t nearly enough ref-heckling or bare-chested bell-ringers circling the rink for each goal.  Either way, UM won 6-2, and each of those six goals warranted a rousing response from the crowd, and that roused a response from the widget. Yeehaw!

My throat started to tickle a bit at the game, but I thought it might have been the kettle corn or something, but by the time I got home, my head and sinuses had completely filled up. UGH. I woke up with the sinus pain, and still have it, and haven’t even gotten DRESSED today, just passed in and out of consciousness. Dave was a sweetie and got me OJ and ginger ale, and made me chili ramen noodles (my preferred decongestant meal) but I still feel like ASS. FUCK. I hate feeling like ass.

Anyway.

So, instead of doing anything productive, I’ve been watching PBS and sleeping, and surfing the web, and beginning to think about registering for baby stuff.  I started two online registries*, at BRU and Target, but as I’ve mentioned before, I don’t actually HAVE a BRU here, just two aisles at Toys R Us instead, so while I know SOME things are available here, the online selection is undoubtedly greater than what is available in-store.

Things we have already include a crib, stroller, infant seat, super-duper electric breast pump, and 2 slings. I am borrowing a changing table and bassinet from Amy. I plan on ordering our diapering supplies this month.  Things I’ve picked out are a swing, pack-n-play, Boppy & slipcovers (after working in the infant room, I do NOT understand why they even bother selling the cute, but unwashable not-slipcovered Boppies…), bouncer/rocker thing and some other stuff. Things I don’t want include some cheesy Pooh-ass diaper bag or whatever (you know the kind), a diaper genie thing (since we’re doing cloth), or a giant plastic baby tub.

Any recommendations or anything?  And what happens when someone thinks I’ve made a horrible error in omitting the Pooh-ass diaper bag from a registry, and I get one anyway? Are exchanges/returns a possibility at Target and/or BRU, and with what amount of hassle?

*Most of you know my name, and if you wanted to check out the registries and offer any advice, that would be cool, too.

Grade Update

Grad School Update:

58% complete, 4.0.

I got a freakin’ A in the class I had resigned myself to a B, in order ot just Get It Done. Not even an A-. 

Since that was the one class I was most concerned about inthe whole program, it’s highly likely that I’ll finish with a 4.0. And I am ANTI-GRADES. Sigh.