tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80897002012-01-13T11:56:59.314-05:00Follow me on my journey through life's little challenges. There's always something coming up with a preschooler, a Kindergartener, and a dog in the house. Life as a stay-at-home mom and full-time college student is never dull!Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.comBlogger4381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-79447174846422187662009-10-21T13:45:00.000-04:002009-10-21T13:45:41.841-04:00

Losing steam already in the Quarter Marathon training. I signed up yesterday for a 5K on the Saturday after Thanksgiving to keep me going. Knowing I have to run 3.1 miles in a month and a half will keep me honest--I hope! School is a whole other problem. I fell behind while sick 2 weeks ago and I am still not caught up. And the worst part is, I don't feel like catching up. I'm tired!!! All I

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Going off the high of competing Sunday, I spent a lot of time on Monday glowing about the measly accomplishment of at least finishing. And then the plans became grandiose. I sought out events at active.com as goals for the future...and found a biggie. On April 3, 2010, I will be running the Greater Hartford Quarter Marathon. This is a 6.55-mile course of ups and downs around the reservoirs in

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With a cold that started at the end of the week and a lack of training between the cold that hit in late August and a lack of time once school resumed, I really was not ready to run the Bristol Mum-a-Thon 2-mile race yesterday. I contemplated staying in bed where it was nice and warm (versus getting up, with no heat in the house, to get dressed and face the 34ish degree temps outside). In the end

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-24005208999173217572009-10-06T09:27:00.000-04:002009-10-06T09:27:36.551-04:00

As you probably guessed, the nonsense of last month has blown over. I am very grateful for my personal voice of reason reaching out across the country to gift me some perspective on the situation--THANK YOU!!! Once I stepped back and let it go, it didn't seem quite as bad. And now, it's no longer the news of the week. Thank goodness. Stepping back is hard to do though. Not only from that but the

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-68153623019629750082009-09-21T16:03:00.001-04:002009-09-21T16:04:19.850-04:00

How is it kids know exactly how to push your buttons? Today Mags peed her pants yet again while playing outside with the kids upstairs. While I had her in the bathroom stripping her down, the kid upstairs opened the door and let Ethan in, almost letting Becky out. I shooed Ethan back out and told the boy that Mags was busy. Well, I'm a little behind on laundry right now so I had to go down to the

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Last night my mom had a party for my sister's 28th birthday. Big turkey dinner, excellent cake, followed by Rock Band--Beatles and regular versions. It's dorky but I had a good time. Drank a couple beers, tried a new drink with some really old whiskey that tasted like butt (my dad has had it since he got married 33 years ago and it was a 10-year-old whiskey at the time--it did not age well),

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Tonight was American Studies (1830s)--as seminar course where you just never know what you'll come across. For some reason, we got on the topic of companionate marriage and how America was different from most of the world at the time because of this. Most places were still strongly attached to marriage for business-connections, bettering the family's class, increasing lands, etc. In America,

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Tonight in World Religions we were discussing misconceptions about religions and in particular, Mormonism. We watched a documentary called "American Mormons" which was quite interesting in that people (at least, those chosen to be featured) don't know a whole lot about Mormonism (not that I claim to be any expert because I am not) and have it mixed up with many other ideas. What's on my mind

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-24294773182770285982009-09-16T16:16:00.002-04:002011-04-29T00:32:15.367-04:00

So while I managed to get my online life in order today, my real life is, sadly, completely out of it. I have no desire to wash dishes or fold laundry. I don't even want to think about dinner. And homework? Haven't cracked a book all day. Ugh. I suppose we all need days where we let ourselves slide a bit but I've been having a week of them--not good! Where did my motivation go? Sadly, I will

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-84521956163565243242009-09-16T08:09:00.002-04:002009-09-16T08:15:49.942-04:00

This blog has been pretty much dead for the last couple of years because...well, my life didn't exactly become something worthy of sharing with the world. Facebook had served the purpose for a while of receiving support as needed while sharing the details of my life....but recent events have proven that I need to be a little more careful about what I put out there on the world wide web. So I've

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-48777800921809032992008-11-24T12:11:00.002-05:002008-11-24T12:15:10.119-05:00

Yeah, I haven't been so good on the blogging front. Well, first there was the big mess of my life from late April til... well, it's kind of ongoing, but mostly ended in June. At least it was a catalyst for positive changes, too. Then I switched mostly over to MySpace for a while and blogged there. I liked that I could keep it more private. But, well, I strayed from there, too. Then Facebook

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-49535847475640138192008-07-13T17:32:00.005-04:002008-07-13T17:36:15.618-04:00

And an even longer story. For now, the short version is Brian and I are back together and have been for a month now. We attended his sister's wedding over the weekend. Beautiful occasion, gorgeous bride, happy times.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-35573601367934974722008-04-18T22:44:00.003-04:002008-04-18T22:46:18.289-04:00

A dear friend of mine is raising funds for the March of Dimes. It's a cause close to her heart as her son was born 8 weeks premature. The March of Dimes has done much to increase the chances of survival for prematurely born babies. Won't you help?

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Wow, the world can really change in the blink of an eye. One day, I'm a stressed out mommy who hasn't been away from her kids for more than 2 hours/week for the last 2 months. Sad because hubby had been out a few times for drinks with friends while I was stuck home. The next, I'm booking a flight to Colorado - by myself!!I got invited to a Diva ski trip to Arapahoe Basin. I've never been. In

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-61006461716712947552008-04-01T10:39:00.003-04:002008-04-01T12:24:01.685-04:00

Glitter Graphics & Comments I actually emailed Brian a picture of an old positive HPT this morning. He pretended to be freaked out, but he knew right away. Though he did ask why I was trying to give him a heart attack.No offense to anyone who is TTC... but we are done. At this point, an HPT+ would be scary.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-57745104603764304042008-03-31T08:39:00.002-04:002008-03-31T08:43:28.059-04:00

I finally got to ski again yesterday! Granted, it was only green trail cruising so as not to further injure my knee - but it was worth it! The 2.5 hours of on-hill time were full of challenges. My fitness level is pretty much caput after 6 weeks of near-inactivity to preserve and heal my knee. The snow was challenging with temps in the 40s yesterday. I hit snow that was frozen, hardpack,

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-63859356857771033962008-03-28T14:03:00.002-04:002008-03-28T14:05:48.055-04:00

I ended up having to go for an MRI last week to find out what was wrong with my knee. The diagnosis? Fluid behind the knee, bruised bones, and a partially torn ACL. The orthopedist was quite surprised by the tear. Since I'm not a 16 year old athlete (seriously, he mentioned that) and it's partially torn, we've decided to go with physical therapy instead of surgery. Therapy started on

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-2329542280824922272008-03-08T09:19:00.001-05:002008-03-08T09:20:55.447-05:00

My knee is still hurt. I'm now 3 weeks post-injury and it should have been feeling better by now. Instead, it's getting progressively worse. From what I've read, I'm starting to wonder if I have a meniscus tear or injury. I will be calling the orthopedist on Monday. Looks like there will be no more skiing for me this season. :( No work, either. Can't stand for my shifts. I miss it

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-75946450156871434032008-03-07T23:09:00.000-05:002008-03-07T23:10:39.351-05:00

It's raining outside. Raining. All that beautiful wintery snow, the lifeforce that gets me through the dreary days of winter... and my source of part-time income... is melting away. And yet I'm COLD. Warm enough for rain...but cold enough to chill me more than usual. Odd.Don't mind the meandering thoughts. I'm in a bit of a random mood right now.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-73046392098689992022008-03-06T07:31:00.002-05:002008-03-06T07:40:10.175-05:00

Remember my January 25th post about how cramped we are but we're getting by and had no plans to move? That my dad pitched the idea of us moving in again but I said I wasn't biting? Some things have cropped up which have changed all of this for us...It's a really long story so I'll try to condense as much as possible. My friend is going through a divorce and to help her out, I mentioned that

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-40362392154393161842008-03-05T16:14:00.001-05:002008-03-05T16:16:00.121-05:00

The boy walks! He was practicing with a step here and there for the weeks preceding, but on his 9 month birthday, he decided to celebrate by walking 12 steps across the living room! (And only stopped because he reached his destination!) I wish I wasn't exercising at the time so I could have photographed it! In fact, he's been pretty elusive to photographic proof. Or real life proof, for that

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-77333758221402265902008-02-24T15:07:00.000-05:002008-02-24T15:08:30.473-05:00

I know it's early, but...

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-80580028277997034302008-02-24T14:11:00.002-05:002008-02-24T14:14:16.956-05:00

Knee, that is. Sprained it last Friday while skiing. That's what I get for waxing my skis and going too fast in a tricky situation just to get out of it quicker. Still, it sucks. Ski season only has about a month left around here (and probably half of that will be "spring skiing") so this is a real crappy time to be out of commission. 4 weeks until our Mad River Glen trip, too. But the

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-19332791797799644992008-02-07T17:20:00.000-05:002008-02-07T17:25:05.796-05:00

Too much of it. My apartment is way too cluttered and we decided not to use the tax refund to move this year. Guess that means it's time to part with some of it. Somehow. I have tried freecycling, donating to Goodwill, selling on eBay and message forums, but it seems that for every item I remove, 3 more pop up in its place. I think I just need somebody to come take all my stuff out of the

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-91701018155302483812008-01-25T15:23:00.000-05:002008-01-25T15:31:26.338-05:00

SIGH. Kids can be very tiring. But I'm managing.Since it was asked, I'll delve a little into history. We currently live in a 4-room, 700sq ft apartment (2 bedrooms). It's an apartment in a 3-family house on 0.25 acre. We used to own the house - we bought it in November 2001. In 2003, my father had this great idea that we should sell the house and move in with them to save money. We sold

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-53119880471374398632008-01-21T03:57:00.000-05:002008-01-21T04:00:52.465-05:00

My life, that is.My 8 month old has never slept well since 5 weeks of age. Lately, that has grown exponentially. I do not do well on little sleep. I do worse on none. Plus I get irritated as hell when I get slapped and beaten by an 8 month old who appears to only want to stay up all night and crank and complain about it. No real reason for it - no fever, doesn't want to nurse (other than the

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-2872180837178340442008-01-19T08:53:00.000-05:002008-01-19T08:57:49.616-05:00

Part of taking care of myself involves being more conscious of what I'm putting into my body. You can't expect high performance off of empty calories and junk. But I hate tracking food. It takes all the fun out of it. And to me, food (for most of my life) has been simply about enjoying the taste of it. That's why we have taste buds, isn't it?On the other hand, when you're trying to lose

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-21414033240909192032008-01-18T11:08:00.001-05:002008-01-18T11:16:35.357-05:00

The problem of being a SAHM is that you spend so much time taking care of everyone else that you tend to forget about caring for yourself. Or you put your needs on the back burner so that by day's end, they're still not met because you needed to get everything else done first. This is a problem I'm still having even though I've been a SAHM for over a year now, and it's only gotten worse.Today I

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-13483133905449343222008-01-17T23:18:00.000-05:002008-01-17T23:32:13.303-05:00

...as in Seasonal Affective Disorder. I've never been "diagnosed" with such, but I've noticed a pattern over past winters that point to this disorder. I've had problems with depression since adolescence. I attempted suicide twice in my teens. I even thought at one point that I might be rapid-cycling bipolar (and while the therapist agreed with me, the psychiatrist did not and therefore

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-71776986457052000592008-01-16T10:24:00.000-05:002008-01-16T10:35:43.506-05:00

Life with a toddler is never dull. Never.Mags is going through a pushing and taking away phase right now. Anything her brother has, she instantly wants, and she pushes him as she snatches it and runs. This results in a lot of tears in the house (both theirs and mine).Today I tried instituting a naughty spot. In the past, it used to be just sending her to her room until she calmed down. But I

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-10082489956984612602008-01-15T10:19:00.001-05:002008-01-15T10:42:53.973-05:00

We all need that little something that lets us just live in the moment. The head is clear and for just a little while, you're not worried about how many loads of laundry are waiting for you, or whether you paid the phone bill on time. It's your time, for you alone.My zen is downhill skiing. It's my only escape, these days. Well, that and work (but that's a different kind of escape). My few

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-7938315288004006302008-01-13T08:32:00.000-05:002008-01-13T08:44:55.146-05:00

It looks like I haven't been abandoned! (And that apparently, I should have looked into this bloglines thing long ago, since that's the wave of the future, LOL!)Another exciting day in the household. Yesterday we went on a Coach mission, to see what I could find the best deals on. After visiting 2 TJ Maxxes, 1 Marshalls, 1 Nordstroms, 1 Macys, and 1 actual Coach boutique, I am happy to report

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-50900892675170922822008-01-11T14:03:00.000-05:002008-01-11T17:40:19.033-05:00

Probably not... I neglected my blogging duties for far too long. :(Mags, Ethan, and I decided to go on a field trip yesterday. Headed up to the outlet stores about 1 hr away on a nice scenic drive. It was a balmy 46 degrees as we strolled from shop to shop (with Mags mostly squished into one side of the Maclaren twin stroller we received as a baby gift when Ethan was born... she's supposed to

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-9973361257238147762008-01-07T11:20:00.000-05:002008-01-07T11:25:59.315-05:00

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-32689851467901582452008-01-04T08:59:00.000-05:002008-01-04T09:04:28.614-05:00

...but missing you.Crazy crazy times here. Time flies, too. It's funny how one day can feel like an eternity, yet before you know it, weeks have flown by.Ethan is now 7 months old. He started crawling proficiently during Thanksgiving weekend. He's been cruising for about a month now. He even tries to stand on his own already. I'm scared. Really. He babbles. I swear he said, "I pooped"

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-14210312906216378432008-01-04T08:50:00.000-05:002008-01-04T08:59:19.124-05:00

50% GeekLooking for ">x ray tech schools?

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-74099667129201171802007-10-12T11:12:00.001-04:002007-10-12T11:12:50.779-04:00

Sound familiar?

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-80951176635728157702007-09-25T07:36:00.000-04:002007-09-25T08:47:52.254-04:00

I know I'm next. I just know it. Maggie and Ethan came down with a cold over the weekend and it's creeping into Brian. I know I'm next. And I'm terrified of having to care for an infant and toddler with a cold. I can hardly manage myself when ill - I have no idea how I'll deal with an infant who wants to nurse every hour and a toddler who screams demands at me all day long. And yet, I can

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-59604473671659510672007-09-19T22:54:00.000-04:002007-09-19T23:06:13.635-04:00

We're still struggling with sanity here. Screaming baby, no sleep, and cranky toddler do not add up to a happy mommy. But I've been trying to get out more and it helps.Today was a nurse-in at a local toy store. Apparently, the manager of this toy store harassed the friend of a local woman for breastfeeding in the store. The woman eventually bullied the nursing mom to finish in the back room.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-19043184938391124672007-09-04T21:40:00.000-04:002007-09-04T21:51:51.867-04:00

The last month has been hell. Nursing strikes. Thrush. No sleep. Toddler tantrums. The list goes on and on... Which got me thinking...Motherhood is the hardest job I'll ever have. And the only one I can't quit. I get no vacation days, no sick days, no personal time (no personal space!!), no pay (though hubby begs to differ, which I then add I am not paid what I'm worth), nobody to

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-57866095434372386062007-08-04T22:56:00.001-04:002007-08-04T22:59:25.131-04:00

I almost forgot to post the picture! It's been too long! This is from a few weeks ago... I really am behind on taking photos but there's just no time! Now I understand why my mom basically gave up on photo albums by the time my youngest brother came around (her 4th child... I was 12 at the time).

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-20965449391717803292007-08-04T22:26:00.000-04:002007-08-04T22:38:00.297-04:00

Things have been a bit crazy (hence my extended absence). I don't know how other moms do it, but 2 little ones so close in age has been a huge challenge for me. Granted, I also have a broken foot. But it seems like days go by without me accomplishing anything other than being aggravated and frustrated because of the lack of progress (in fact the complete opposite of progress as Maggie destroys

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-23155407224676600182007-06-25T14:49:00.000-04:002007-06-25T14:57:33.767-04:00

Midwifery Care (covering the last 13 weeks of pregnancy plus postnatal care): $2900Birthing Center and Hospital Stay: $2694Having our gorgeous little boy come into our lives: PRICELESSFortunately, we're only responsible for 20% (after adjustments) of the charges. But that still came to $1071.54 - whereas it only cost us $100 to have Margaret, and that was with an induction and hospital stay

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-88663965676377678742007-06-15T08:17:00.000-04:002007-06-15T08:22:15.566-04:00

Just when I thought it was too hard, it got harder.Monday I fell down the outside steps to our porch. I had Ethan on my front in a ring sling and my left ankle gave out. So as not to land on Ethan, I twisted and ended up breaking the 5th metatarsal on my foot. I was in denial though. Even though it hurt like hell, I didn't do anything about it Monday other than try to ice it and keep it

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-9461129136099232262007-06-04T21:49:00.000-04:002007-06-04T21:55:04.811-04:00

One of hubby's friends has a saying he loves sharing: "One is one; two is twenty." He's been saying this ever since I got pregnant with Ethan (though I liked reminding him that sometimes, one is twenty... at least in the case of Maggie it is!). In all seriousness, though, two is a lot more challenging. We knew it would be. It doesn't help that I'm still in pain where I tore so I have to take

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-40909850107660741812007-05-31T09:14:00.000-04:002007-05-31T09:16:35.426-04:00

I woke at 1AM Sunday with strong contractions that were stopping me in my tracks. They were 7 min apart. Knowing that it could be a while still, I let Brian sleep and worked my way through on my own. By 3AM, they were getting closer together so I woke Brian. He started to get everything together as I continued to work my way through, standing the entire time as no other position was comfortable.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-611703070351617962007-05-29T12:56:00.000-04:002007-05-31T09:18:18.619-04:00

Sorry for the cryptic message before... I had to send an email from my cell phone and it did not go well.We just got home and are trying to rest .... story will come.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-5785918744411260782007-05-27T10:08:00.001-04:002007-05-27T10:08:48.193-04:00

ethan.david.7 :32am.9lbs.3oz.21

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Today could be the day...I've been up since 1AM now with strong contractions every 7 minutes. Trying to rest in between but it's been difficult. I have no idea how long this could go on, but it certainly seems like Sprout will be joining us soon.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-11247801554940615672007-05-26T18:15:00.000-04:002007-05-26T18:26:28.217-04:00

We had a bit of a scare this morning. Just as we were getting ready to head out for a day of finishing things up, I discovered I was bleeding. Bright, red blood. I thought to myself first that it may be what's termed "bloody show"... but then I remembered being told to call the midwives if I have bright red bleeding. So when I was still bleeding 10 minutes later, I called and was advised to

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-76744973208825495712007-05-25T04:22:00.001-04:002007-05-25T04:23:37.299-04:00

I was so excited to see that ticker hit 40 weeks that I stopped on here during a middle of the night potty break... only to discover that snugglepie.com apparently thinks that 40 weeks is "overdue". LOL!Oh well... any day now.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-26489709853790670362007-05-24T22:49:00.000-04:002007-05-24T23:01:58.507-04:00

I had my "40 week" midwife appointment today. No weight change in the last week so I'm holding steady at 30 lbs gained. Blood pressure is good. Belly measures right on target for 40 weeks.The good news is that it appears that Sprout is no longer posterior!!!! YAY! The heartbeat was strong and LOUD which indicates an anterior position (versus far-away and difficult to find, which is what we

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-82833362477173489952007-05-24T00:03:00.000-04:002007-05-24T00:06:58.272-04:00

I don't know why I'm getting so hung up on an arbitrary number, but there's only 1 day left now until my due date....and to add a lovely twist, hubby is now sick. My only support person (as we could not afford a doula and I don't feel comfortable with anyone else in the room) and he's ill. At this point, I don't want him anywhere near the baby... which means if I go into labor before he

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-3858806011084859982007-05-23T08:40:00.000-04:002007-05-23T08:46:16.708-04:00

Goodness, I hope so! The combination of preggo hormonal mood swings, Maggie's refusal to sleep (and therefore crankiness), and her testing of every boundary possible has not been good for us. It appears she has awakened in a better mood today and I hope it lasts... Not only did she wear me out yesterday, but she got to hubby, too, in the few short hours they spent together. Thankfully, he did

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-65778292370696003902007-05-22T08:20:00.000-04:002007-05-22T08:23:27.282-04:00

We have a stripper on our hands!Yesterday while I was catching up at the computer, I heard a crash from the living room. Upon inspection, I discovered Miss Maggie in all her naked glory standing in front of the TV. I guess she had enough of her clothes and diaper.Last night when hubby checked on her to find out why she was still awake 1.5 hrs after putting her to bed, he again discovered her

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-47640618028037766532007-05-21T12:20:00.000-04:002007-05-21T12:24:47.736-04:00

Well, we have no closet ceiling in our bathroom anymore... and the problem still isn't fixed. The handyman is now waiting for the landlord to get the part for him, then he will call us to set up a time to fix it. I guess the drain to the bathtub above us is broken. So there's no ceiling, water is still leaking, I have to wait for him to fix it and then he'll have to replace the closet

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-66895315578149173652007-05-20T16:02:00.001-04:002007-05-20T16:02:32.871-04:00

I need some NO LABOR vibes for the next 48 hours. The landlord's handyman is FINALLY coming tomorrow to rip apart the closet. I'm less than thrilled about this as it is (just what I need...sheetrock dust everywhere with Maggie and I having asthma and me being pregnant) but I'm really sick of the water coming through the closet. Hopefully they can get it all fixed in time since it will be really

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-49760944280752718112007-05-20T09:32:00.000-04:002007-05-20T09:38:21.928-04:00

We predict your baby will be born 3-7 days before your due date. Your baby will most likely be born in the morning. Justmommies predicts that your baby will weigh approximately 8.7 pounds and that your labor will be about 12 hours long.This came from http://www.justmommies.com/quizzes/labor_prediction_quiz.php on May 2, 2007 but I never posted it here.Interesting... I'm in the middle of the

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-89407758405270071202007-05-19T09:42:00.000-04:002007-05-19T09:47:22.385-04:00

I had a midwife appointment yesterday. Mostly just the usual stuff - pee in a cup, get weighed (I've gained about 30 lbs now), blood pressure, measure the belly, and listen to the heartbeat. The midwife did ask me if I felt differently this time around and I do - I've been pretty comfortable, very little swelling (only when it's hot), and little pain. The pain I have had goes away pretty

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-60626895919640009382007-05-17T22:24:00.001-04:002007-05-17T22:28:13.937-04:00

I know. All in due time. It's not up to me as to when Sprout should arrive. But that doesn't mean I can't do things to try to help my body move in the right direction, right? :)So today I had 2500mg Evening Primrose Oil, we actually DTD (in spite of my being as big as a whale right now!), and I tried out my breast pump for a good 30 minutes of stimulation.What did that get me? A couple

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-43148234564434684842007-05-16T22:13:00.000-04:002007-05-16T22:15:19.731-04:00

How much bigger will it get before Sprout finally arrives? At this point with Maggie, I was less than 7 hours away from delivery... no signs of labor today though, in spite of the massive thunderstorms that swept through the area this evening.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-18292497408459792192007-05-16T01:18:00.000-04:002007-05-16T01:22:20.025-04:00

What am I doing up at this hour, you may be asking yourself. I'm not in labor, that much I can tell you.Just can't sleep. I think I will have a hard time with post-partum depression this time, seeing as I'm having issues already with depression. Yesterday was actually better as far as Maggie was concerned, but now hubby is adding to the mix with the grief he's giving me over our expenses. I

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-79253081256166195552007-05-15T20:07:00.000-04:002007-05-16T01:11:38.732-04:00

38 weeks 4 days today.At this exact point in my pregnancy with Margaret, I was being admitted to H Hospital for my induction. The first round of Pitocin would be starting around 10PM... and after 31 hours, 2 rounds of Pitocin, breaking my water, an internal monitor, and an epidural at 26 hrs, Margaret came into the world. 5AM June 16, 2005 when I was 38 weeks 6 days pregnant.It's hard to just

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-8109407275142418482007-05-13T22:16:00.000-04:002007-05-13T22:28:25.109-04:00

Mother's Day. It's just a holiday created by greeting card companies, right? I think I'm skipping it next year.Hubby was nice enough to try to let me sleep in, especially since I was up 5 or 6 times last night to pee. He even did a little art project with Maggie, who waited outside the bathroom door when I did get up clutching a card she and her daddy made. But it went downhill from

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Far away.I'm tired of having a toddler who refuses to nap, refuses to sleep a full night, and then takes it out on me.I'm tired of being screamed at, ignored, and outright disregarded.I'm tired of having my house ripped apart, of having to say the same rules over and over and over and over and over and over again, knowing I won't be listened to.I'm tired of paying the price when I didn't do

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-13154364098363673232007-05-11T07:53:00.000-04:002007-05-11T08:00:10.165-04:00

A thunderstorm is on the horizon. I can hear it coming. As a child, I always thought it was cool to watch the lightning safely from my bedroom window with my dad. But I've never enjoyed those thunderstorms that wake you in the middle of the night. They still frighten me.I read recently that big changes in barometric pressure can bring on labor. I guess we shall see.38 weeks 0 days. Some

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-29694991476031220742007-05-10T13:50:00.000-04:002007-05-10T13:51:38.624-04:00

I think Sprout has dropped some! I have a lot more pressure/pain in my pubic/bladder region (and it's not pain of having to pee). My lower back is also achy. I think Sprout is sitting lower, and s/he was already head down as of my last appointment.No signs of labor, but this is a development.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-76364225158519580572007-05-10T08:25:00.000-04:002007-05-10T10:22:10.246-04:00

I meant to take it easy yesterday. Honestly. Then the front porch started calling to me...You see, we live in a small apartment (700sq ft) at a house with no yard to play in (the other tenants park on the back lawn). There's a little bit of side and front lawn, but it slopes drastically and quickly. Though we do have a lovely Japanese Maple on the side of our house. So we used to have seats

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-40550208401829873342007-05-09T08:40:00.000-04:002007-05-09T08:43:59.440-04:00

Woke up feeling crampy at 1:30AM (pee break). And again when I got up this morning. Reluctantly got up, that is. I'm very tired and feeling very lazy. The sun is shining and it's supposed to be 84 degrees today, but all I feel like doing is crawling back into bed and being left alone. Did I mention I'm cranky, too?It's a little strange to feel this way. I've been feeling pretty good during

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-49017420027339882102007-05-08T20:08:00.002-04:002007-05-08T20:12:54.988-04:00

Just did a test to be sure I can email a post from my cell phone. It's a little tedious, but this way I can share the news faster when Sprout is born! :)Midwife appointment today. Pretty unexciting. Belly measures right where it should be, heart was beating. We discussed natural things I can do now to help labor along (which, of course, only work if the body is ready... they won't bring labor

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-55894852889647595962007-05-08T20:08:00.001-04:002007-05-08T20:08:04.711-04:00

testing.

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Last night, I started having some crampy-feeling contractions. Things are moving along! I'm not in labor yet, not by far... at least, I don't think so. I never really got this far with Maggie. I don't think I had any crampy contractions before her birth, just some of the usual pain-free Braxton Hicks variety (and those only in the days leading up to her induction). But there's no regularity,

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-50489006002498007212007-05-06T10:23:00.001-04:002007-05-06T10:23:20.335-04:00

Your Language Arts Grade: 100% Way to go! You know not to trust the MS Grammar Check and you know "no" from "know." Now, go forth and spread the good word (or at least, the proper use of apostrophes).Are You Gooder at Grammar?Make a Quiz

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I spent some time during the last 24 hours reading back to the days leading up to, as well as the first month after, Maggie's birth. I had forgotten a lot. The complete lack of sleep for the first few weeks. The extreme of the psychological turmoil I suffered. The constant poopy diapers. LOL! I was also reminded that it was on May 25, 2005 that we lost my great-grandmother. I had

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-24684002080775157342007-05-04T16:08:00.000-04:002007-05-04T16:21:27.951-04:00

As long as I deliver within the next 5 weeks, I can now use the birth center. Exciting, eh? I still don't feel a kinship with my midwives, though... I half-jokingly keep saying I'm just going to stay home. Hey, you know, if the baby comes too fast, there's nothing to be done about that, right? Sigh.In any case, we're "physically" ready. Baby clothes are washed and put away. Snugtuck pillow

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I swear, I take more supplements than food!Rainbow Light prenatal vitamin/mineral - 1/dayNettle Leaf - 950mg/dayGreen Pastures Cod Liver Oil - 2 capsules/dayHMF Forte (probiotic) - 1 capsule/dayGrapefruit Seed Extract - 7 drops/dayVitamin K Tonic - 3 dropperfuls/dayEvening Primrose Oil (started this week) - 1 capsule/day (will increase weekly)1 clove garlic/day swallowed whole with milkApple

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....GBS+ again. So I won't be discharged early after all. I'm a bit disappointed. I'm not fond of the maternity wing of this hospital (which is where I would have to be transferred after birth in order to have a "normal" stay) and I hated feeling like I was trapped last time. I felt like my life was on hold until we were able to escape those doors... Plus hospitals are terrible places to stay

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-33893434822980275902007-04-28T09:55:00.000-04:002007-04-28T10:02:48.751-04:00

How can it already be over a week since my last post?I accomplished a lot over the last week. Had my phone consult with the on-call pediatrician, took my GBS test, got the Recharge (natural version of Gatorade) for labor and recovery, got a storage system for Sprout's clothes and filled it up, set up the changing area in our bedroom, did some stocking up at Trader Joe's, ordered the Snug Tuck

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-65984891467842428862007-04-20T09:42:00.000-04:002007-04-20T09:54:03.769-04:00

I didn't notice this last time around, but it's pretty cool (in a dorky kind of way). 35 weeks today, with 35 days to go. :)Pelvic pain is increasing. Sitting makes it worse, as does stacking my knees when I lay on my side (even with a pillow between them). Fatigue is increasing. It's hard to believe I have 5 weeks left, both as too long as well as not enough time. I've been trying to

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-39638360465655645102007-04-13T08:42:00.000-04:002007-04-13T08:51:53.690-04:00

How is it I managed to forget how achy and sore one is during the final stage of pregnancy? I have been having strong Braxton Hicks contractions (something I did not experience with Maggie), belly soreness, pelvic bone pain (from them shifting into unusual configurations), and I can't even roll over in bed - already. 6 weeks to go and you would think with the way I'm feeling that I'm already at

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-90881676229559749832007-03-26T10:56:00.000-04:002007-03-26T20:22:07.262-04:00

I think I'm getting a little scared now. 60 days? That's it? How can that possibly be? We haven't even toured the birth center yet! And yet, it's not a timeline over which I have any control. Could be 60 days, could be 50... maybe even 75. Who knows? The point is, it's coming, and fast. I better at least get some diapers to have on hand for this kid!Maggie is still sick but doing better than she

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-58916458374518627002007-03-23T17:04:00.000-04:002007-03-23T17:09:13.596-04:00

It all started on Sunday when we gave my youngest brother a ride home from a family birthday party. He infected everyone in the car and now my sister, husband, daughter, and other brother are all ill. Somehow, I've escaped so far... but it's only a matter of time since I've gotten so little sleep with Maggie's frequent wakings calling out for me at night. I just need to get past tonight. I have a

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-50758162360845185642007-03-16T14:56:00.000-04:002007-03-16T15:02:12.808-04:00

I went a day without posting! I must be feeling a little better!Actually, yesterday was another toddler-trying day. At least now that hubby has seen what a maniac she can be in stores for himself, he understands a little better why I don't really like taking her with me on errands. Yesterday I HAD to go to the post office...and that was the only place I went. It wasn't worth the stress.I did

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-91394295312512474902007-03-14T22:49:00.000-04:002007-03-14T22:59:37.571-04:00

I knew I was right to worry about bringing Maggie along with me to appointments. But I've been forcing myself to bring her everywhere lately as a) I would otherwise be stuck home all the time, and b) she has to learn eventually what appropriate public behavior is.Well, the first time you meet your new midwife is not the best time to bring along a restless toddler who doesn't listen to you. It

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-65027386472190634442007-03-13T19:10:00.000-04:002007-03-13T19:24:29.847-04:00

...another bad day.It was sunny outside, and supposed to be quite warm. So I figured we'd get out of the house early and hopefully that would help raise my spirits. Instead, it seemed to be the beginning of the end. All it took was a kicking and screaming tantrum in Staples when I was just trying to look for ink ... I lost all desire in even trying to feel better. I also left without any ink.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-19995570043878324482007-03-12T23:44:00.000-04:002007-03-13T00:00:34.771-04:00

People change. Well, most do. Change is good, right? We grow, we learn from our experiences, and we adjust.When I was younger, I had a hard time with my peers. I was overweight, had acne, braces, and glasses. And I was in honors classes. Kids are very judgmental (without holding back) and put a large emphasis on appearances. My depression issues started in middle school when we all stopped

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-36471408788862935892007-03-11T11:10:00.000-04:002007-03-27T20:50:32.266-04:00

Most of this collection I already had... but due to recent depression, I found myself building the collection again (also in anticipation of the arrival of Sprout)... So I felt like showing off a bit to sort of count my blessings and make me feel better. I'm not much of a collector (though I do tend to obsess about things for short periods and move on) but I'm pretty proud of

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-64165400404060126912007-03-11T10:54:00.000-04:002007-03-11T11:01:52.836-04:00

I could use some feedback on this one, if you don't mind...How do you keep from losing your mind when you are the *only* caregiver? Forget primary, hubby is rarely home when Maggie is awake. Yes, he works 2 jobs. But he's supposed to have Sundays off, and I don't do any business work on Sundays because that's supposed to be our family day. Instead, he often goes skiing. He also has been

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-45458411014470440492007-03-10T09:16:00.000-05:002007-03-10T09:27:05.481-05:00

I feel like I'm growing an alien inside of me. I'll be sitting blissfully typing away at the computer when all of the sudden, my belly starts to get stretched out like something is trying to rip its way out of my stomach. For those who have never been pregnant, I can only imagine the images this brings to your minds. It's an indescribable feeling, really, that is both exciting and annoying at

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-26872384024559234712007-03-07T08:34:00.000-05:002007-03-07T08:37:53.695-05:00

I haven't been on because of a bout of depression. It eased during the last few days (thanks to some much-needed sunlight) but it's definitely still lingering. I ended up switching practices to a new group of midwives and the closer birthing center that is part of a hospital. I spoke with the hospital's billing department and was assured that it would be billed as an inpatient procedure so I

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-20009065335681680732007-02-23T09:15:00.000-05:002007-02-23T09:25:59.631-05:00

I'm officially in the 3rd trimester. How did that happen? 13 weeks can seem like so long, but for me, they don't. I know that the days pass quickly when there's a toddler in the house and I can't believe we're almost there. Wow. Wow, wow, wow. I'm a little freaked out.Lonely, too. Hubby is away most of the week this time of year. He's working 2 jobs, which keeps him away all of Margaret's

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-59073536611177435062007-02-22T23:19:00.000-05:002007-02-22T23:32:02.618-05:00

I heard from the midwives' office today but there really wasn't any further news. They tried once again to get our insurance to pay - and were told, once again, that they will not pay for the childbirth center's fees. They keep blaming it on hubby's employer's plan, but there is nothing in the paperwork we received that says birth centers are not eligible for benefits. Now I'm waiting on

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-48756445028452356002007-02-15T08:42:00.000-05:002007-02-15T08:52:37.058-05:00

99 Days to go.... Only double digits now! I remember looking at the ticker when there were 105 days left thinking that it would soon be double digits time, but it feels like that was only yesterday-literally!99 Days and we have no idea where we're having this child.We found out last week that hubby's insurance (which we switched to this month since I no longer am employed) will not pay for the

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-11736222962966893252007-02-13T09:24:00.000-05:002007-02-09T14:50:26.672-05:00

Lack of sleep is getting to me. It's not just that I'm getting more uncomfortable now. Maggie has stopped taking naps (even though she BADLY needs them!) and is waking up earlier and earlier each day. Then she's cranky most of the day, which in turn makes me cranky. It hasn't been good. I've even resorted to plopping her in front of the TV with her favorite DVD to get a few minutes to myself

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-6819573561715697802007-02-08T11:50:00.000-05:002007-02-07T09:23:51.175-05:00

The last few days, I've started being really tired again. It didn't make sense until I looked at the ticker this morning. One more week until the 3rd trimester. Unbelievable! I don't know how the time has flown by! So it looks like I never fully harnessed the possibilities of the 2nd trimester energy surge (which started LATE for me) in decluttering because now I'm just too tired to tackle

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-701557900413178322007-02-04T19:42:00.000-05:002007-02-04T19:44:55.808-05:00

I attended a Tastefully Simple conference Friday and Saturday and it was just what I needed! A night away from home, some time to focus on my business as well as set some goals, and the excitement and energy I needed to get off my butt and get myself into gear! I'm so excited!!!

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-20814365665983526192007-01-31T21:11:00.000-05:002007-01-31T22:18:59.360-05:00

Remember when I said I don't really cook? Haven't because I didn't need to, with boxed pasta and frozen stuff and all. Well, the last couple of weeks have been a major turnaround. These are some of the things I've made for the first time in my life:homemade pasta saucevariation of veggie lasagna using homemade pasta sauce, raw cheddar cheese instead of mozzarella, and throwing in spinach and

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-16958157543297877822007-01-28T21:15:00.000-05:002007-01-28T22:01:17.209-05:00

I would have updated earlier but I forgot my blogger password. Yeah, my brain is gone.In any case... let's see, where did we leave off? OH yeah, Margaret had her 2nd appointment with the naturopath on the 18th. We're trying to see if there's a food allergy that's the root of her ear infections and asthma. So this is the plan:We've had to eliminate these oils: sunflower, corn, soy, peanut,

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386314825651775405noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8089700.post-8347779011307608612007-01-12T08:04:00.000-05:002007-01-12T08:07:09.797-05:00

Did I forget to say that I had my hair hacked off on Sunday?I don't usually have long hair, but I had let it grow out for the last 2 years. Yup, I went 2 years without a single haircut. Sunday I had enough and had it cut off. 10 inches were donated to Locks of Love, and I probably lost another 2 inches or so after that with shaping. My head feels so much lighter!And for comparison on the

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I swear, I'm busier now than I was when I worked full time outside the house! Geez!I did have a party my last day of work. I guess I'll always wonder if it was the result of my co-worker's nosing around. Not even everyone who works there heard about it, so it sounds like a last minute plan to me. Regardless, they let me party from 10AM until the end of the day (12:30PM) so at least I had an

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