ARgh

I tried to mobile post this week, but it didn’t work, so blahhhh, but highlights:

Work is going really well, and I just put in a request for a MacBook pro, since I have to use mac in the school of ed, and winxp in the other schools, really, it only makes sense for me to have a macbook pro. (Plus, since my job is requiring me to go into classrooms, etc, and they are moving to have a laptop plan and wireless campus, etc, I really should have one, no?)

We have been playing sickness Whack-a-Mole for weeks now, and I’m so, so tired of it. Just when we all feel good, another one falls. It’s ridiculous. Poor Dave, this weekend is our crazy-busy weekend, where he had four games in 3 days, and I had tournaments to shoot, and by the end of the 1st period of his first game, he had to go home, and he threw up until 2:30 am, and hasn’t been out of bed yet today. He called in for the games, which if you don’t know him might not seem like a big deal, but he’s taken 1.5 sick days in the 6 years I”ve known him, and this weekend is all OT, so it’s especially poignant that he’s not powering through it. Poor guy. 🙁

I got my car inspected! It cost $500 to fix the stupid ABS light (fried sensor) but they fixed it, and inspected it, so yay, no new car for a year or so now. (Which is fine, actually, as the less we spend the better i am, really) I do still really want an 07 CRV, but now it will be a used one. 😀

Ingrid had her 9 month checkup, she’s 18 pounds, 27.25 inches, 50th% for both, but 90th for head. I still have to write a mothly post, hopefully this weekend. But, that’s the quick and dirty. I hope everyone else is enjoying thriving good health, and that we all are too, soon.

Taking a breath

Hi! Hi there! yeah, it’s been nuts.

For one, I’m all employed now, can you believe that? And while I use my pump breaks to read my bloglines and stuff, I can’t exactly do any of my own posting. (I can’t pump hands-free. I’ve tried everything, but it’s just they way my boobs are shaped, so I go one side at a time. Whee!) Anyway.

Work is going really well. My coworkers are similar enough in age and experience to make it comfortable, especially when it comes to the whole working mom thing. For instance, my car wouldn’t start on Monday, so Dave and I had to carpool, and when we dropped Ingrid off at daycare I noticed she had *no* jarred food in her cubby, which she needs, as she’s pretty unimpressed by bottles these days. So I had to drop dave off, go to hannaford, back to daycare, and then to work. Luckily, everything is really close by, but still, it slows a day down, and I called and left a message with my coworker saying I’m on my way, sorry!.SInce I technically go in early by starting at 7:30, I said I’d just stay til 4:30 to make it up, but they told me not to bother, since I’ve been eating at my desk anyway. Cool! And on Tuesday, I had to take dave’s car and do daycare dropoff, which made me later-than-7:30 since daycare doesn’t open til 7:30, and again, no big deal, that’s fine.

So, right, my car died, but it was just the battery, which is awesome. However, this is on the tail of Dave and I having some weirdass illness, where Dave had been sick for more than a week, and I about the same, that came in these weird waves of "hey, I feel good! let’s eat something other than soup!" and then crashing down to both of us feverish and being thankful for 2 bathrooms at 1am. FUCKED UP. Anyway. Today we both felt much better, went to work, and I got sent home at noon because the college closed, and Dave was told to go home at 3, but he really wanted to finish one of his projects, so he stayed til 4. I picked up Ingrid at noon, and we got our first-ever school projects — a valentine frm her, with her little smudgy handprint on it, and then pictures — one of her, laughing, pasted on a big pink heart, and another of her and my mom on a pink heart as well. (My mom had stopped in to visit her last week while she was in town for her MRI.. more in a minute)  She also had a Valentine’s crown, that all the babies wore on their buggy ride around the center today. I guess it was ridiculously cute, and Ingrid hated hers.

MRI- my mom started having trouble hearing in one ear last summer, and her NP said totake Sudafed, but it never cleared up and I was so frustrated with her hearing loss, I insisted she get a second opinion, because clearly, Sudafed was not curing her newfound deafness. She had her audiologist appointment last month, and they found siginificant hearing loss in one ear, and since it was sudden, the guy wanted an MRI done to rule out a brain tumor. Fun! His logic was that if you came in with chest pains, we’d rule out a heart attack, and that makes sense, but still, brain tumor sounds scary as shit.

And then, today! Today we both feel almost human, though because I finally slept well, I was in one position all night, which led to a plugged duct, YAY. And the snow came, so I was glad to have my car back, and when they closed school for noon, I was totally excited. I sang to Ingrid when I picked her up, "this is why mama is in educatttiooonnn!"

For Valentine’s Day, we aren’t super sentimental or anything, and knew that this year would be way better than last year, which was the day of "get rearended on way home from ER after being doped up with morphine for back spasms" but all of us getting home early was pretty nice. Dave is making me dinner — real dinner, like, he went grocery shopping and cut veggies and is following a recipe and everything dinner! — and I got hime a few books, one even, gasp! a hardcover! New! But he’s been whining about not having any good books to read, so I picked up an anthology of Lovecraft inspired stories, and "the Ruins," which was well reviewed, and features some mayan temples  or something, so that’s cool.

I hope y’all are doing well out there. I need to test my remote posting again. I missed ROLLINS DAY, and I never miss that! So, Happy Rollins day and happy valentines day and all of that.

catchingup

New pics of Ingrid, oh, somewhere over there… under February. Anyway.

Work is going well, so, so, so much different from teaching.  I don’t have to be ON all the time. I’ve just picked up Dave’s cold, and, well, whatever, I’m in my cube-office all day anyway, so blowing my nose and crap isn’t distracting.

Also? I’m listening to MUSIC. You can’t listen to music when you teach. Not at all. I’ve had Pandora on for two days, and now I’m playing with finetune and totally amazed. How do they have like, every single song, ever? Including random shit like Moxy Fruvous or that Urbal Beats compilation from like, omg, ten years ago. INSANE.  Also? Listening to old This American Life episodes is cool, too.

I’ve made my google personalized homepage my homepage, which is basically Dashboard for Windows, so, that’s cool.

I am so. tired.

More later….

2 More Things

Dave and I also have talked about going to Portland for the weekend, with a -gasp! – hotel room, so that we can see our respective best friends, which is something we did a few times when I was teaching, and was always a remarkably nice time.

AND, I’m thinking I want a Palm, only, OF COURSE, I’m the weirdo who wants a discontinued one. The Zire72, to be exact, because it has bluetooth and a goofy camera, which are the two features I used the most on my last cell phone, and miss on my new phone. (I don’t miss that the old phone and service had about a 6% success rate of call completion on the maybe 2 dozen calls I ever made.) The 72, though, would be like a Palm…. Duo. Instead of a Treo, which I don’t need. Yet. Anyone out there used the Zire 72?

I should just go to bed. Seriously. Like I need to spend money right NOW.

Dreaming of a paycheck

When I finished my undergraduate degree, I was already teaching, but I switched to being a salaried, official teacher iin December, as opposed to a long-term sub/student teacher. Since Dave had supported me through basically all of my UM time for that degree, I always told him that I would get him a graduation present. With my first check, I bought him a PS2, with all the accessories. (I actually had my kids help me pick out what to get, which they thought was SO cool.) But, my degree(s) have involved a lot of sacrifice on Dave’s part, with the crossed fingers that it will all pay out in the end. Of course, this time his big prize wasn’t nearly as cool as a PS2, but instead a new carseat for his car, as Ingrid is outgrowing the bucket and he’s doing daycare dropoffs.

I’m fantasizing a bit, too, about getting a paycheck.  One of the first things I want to do is re-subscribe to People. It is my guilty pleasure, my not-so-secret shame, and it was soooo cool to get it for 6 months as a baby gift, you have no idea. So, there’s that, I think for my wholly unnecessary splurge. I mean, the addition of my income is tempered by the cost of daycare, but it will still be profitable after that, and those profits will pretty much go to savings, or, savings with a purpose. We need a new oil tank this spring, I need new glasses, I want/need a new car eventually, as well as house stuff: windows, siding, roof…

I also want to warm up my office/cube a little bit, but I have no idea how. What do you have in your office? Any suggestions for me? I have windows, one cube wall, and one cube wall with the overhead shelves with the metal doors that lift up, and lights underneath. Blank slate. Anyone?

First Day

… went swimmingly. I need to warm up my cube-office a bit, of course, but today was lots of meeting people. I felt a little overdressed in my suit, as it seemed to be casual friday (lotsa jeans) but not too bad, because it conveys a good first impression, I’m sure.  And I went to a meeting!!! And unlike meetings in public k-12, there were pastries! And beverages! And it was free!!! (As opposed to "we have all this ice cream left over from a party, but you can buy a cup for 50 cents. Ahhh, public school.)  And I bought a caramel macchiato from the Starbucks that is JUST DOWN THE HALL.

Pumping was fine, I pin up a little blue curtain in my ‘window’ and am good to go. I managed to pump exactly what Ingrid ate, so that’s cool. And, I tend to have lower output when I first pump in a new place, so I’m sure as I become a little more relaxed about it, that will pick up (or at least maintain.) I have formula for backup at daycare, and am totally not at all opposed to them cracking into it if my kid is hungry (first rule of feeding your baby is FEED THE BABY) and my pumping at this point is not only for Ingrid, but also for my comfort. I feel pretty confident that our nursing relationship is solidly established, and the occasional bottle of formula isn’t going to make the sky fall.

And daycare has been really great about the EBM thing — totally fine with it, for one, no problems with taking a frozen bag, thawing it, and putting it in a bottle, no pointed questions as to why my 8+ month old is using newborn nipples (the slow flow of a newborn nipple helps stave off nipple preference, since it’s more like the effort needed to nurse), and they did ask about the 2oz servings, but are cool with my storing food in 2oz portions, and if she needs more, she’ll let you know. As it is, I think she’s a bit of a reverse cycler (taking in the bulk of her nutrients not during the day) as she still wakes 3x to nurse through the night. It’s not a big deal, really, now that we’ve figured out a system — the first waking is around 10 usually, and I’m up, so whatever. the second is around 1-2, and I go to her and nurse in the glider. The 3rd is around 4, when Dave gets her and brings her to me, and at thispoint, I barely wake to nurse lying down. After that 4am one, there is usually at least one more before we get up.

Today we had our first run at everyone getting up early early, I rose at 6 and showered while Ingrid and dave cuddled (cutest thing EVER, after months of our cosleeping usually being Ingrid nestled against me, she’s been snuggling her daddy more and more in the morning. As a result, I think Dave’s given up and decided to grow a beard, because he keeps delaying getting out of bed and breaking up the baby snuggles, which means he doesn’t shave for work…) and then I started doing all the usual things I do in themorning, shooting up the cat, getting Ingrid’s things together, when I thought "wait a damn minute! Those guys are in BED doing NOTHING!" So, Dave got Ingrid dressed this morning. And any of my annoyance at the morning duty division was tempered when I heard that Ingrid took a massive crap just before they left for daycare, necessitating a messy change. Hee. Ahem.

ANyway, we all got to where we need to go on time, I’m going to be working 7:30-4, to Dave’s 8-5, so that I have more time with Ingrid in the afternoon after picking her up. (Dave does drop-off.) And man, today I was soooo escited to see her, I almost cried. Anyway. We got home and she nursed for like, EVER, which makes me feel better about the 4oz she ate between 7 & 4 today. I’m so not concerned about her breastmilk intake.  BUT! BW (Before Work) we’d get up around 8, she’d have two, maybe three, 30 minute naps during the day, and then go to bed at 7. Today, she was up by 6:30, had just two 30 min naps, and was positively exhausted by 6. Dave and I grudgingly put her to bed, hoping maybe just a nap was in order, but that was 3.5 hourse (and one feed) ago. I really hope she consolidates her daytime sleep a little bit, so that we have more time in the evenings with her. Sigh.

Also? I highly recommend starting a new job on a Friday. It’s fantastic.

Eeeee!

Okay, here’s the thing. . . . when I arrived for my HR meeting, the HR lady was late, so my supervisor took me on a tour of the campus, and I realized "oh my god, I’m no longer trying to impress her, she’s trying to impress ME. I’m being wooed!" I’ve never been wooed! That definitely helped me ask for a higher salary, which, btw, I actually got. When I went in today, they’d changed my position from hourly to salaried, at 35, which is what I asked for. And everyone I met today, said "Oh, I’ve heard a lot of good things!" Which, of course, makes me paranoid as fuck about messing up, but really, I’m going to be fine. I have a master’s degree. And a brain. And nice clothes!

Anyway, the supervisor was out today with the death plague that’s been sweeping New England (please, please, please miss us) and I asked the admin assistant about pumping, and figuring out a curtain for the weird cutout window of my cube, and she didn’t even pause, started talking about her own nursing/pumping experience, even. I picked out a new bag today, a large-ish black tote to haul stuff around, like pump parts and milk bottles and all of that. I got some shoes, some new mascara, and I used an LB coupon to get some more Amazing Button Up Shirts. We are ready to rock. and. roll. I start at 7:30 tomorrow. Holy cow!