sick sick sick

Hubby has had a terrible hacking cough for about a month now. I've told him several times to go to the dr but he wouldn't. finally I got him to go on Friday. Sure enough, he's got an upper respiratory infection. They prescribed him amoxicillin and a very strong cough syrup; although they didn't have the cough syrup when we got to the pharmacy. Sometime last weekend, I started a dry cough and a sore/scratchy throat. But I never felt bad - mainly just a cough. Justin's had a cough and a little runny nose for a while. So, my intentions were to get Justin and I to the dr yesterday now that Travis had gone.

But, Sunday, hubby had an episode. We had spent the night at my parent's house, but didn't get a lot of sleep that night. On the way home, I drove while Travis slept. We were about 30 mins from home when he woke up and was rubbing his neck. Then he took a swallow of his drink. Then he started coughing. He was coughing pretty hard and I thought I might need to pull over b/c he might get sick. Well then it sounded different. I looked over and his eyes were rolling back and his head and hand started jerking. I thought he was having a seizure!! I start crying and asking him if he's ok and he's not responding to me. The whole thing lasted like 10-15 secs. Next thing I know, he sits up and starts asking me what's wrong? He's freaking out thinking something was wrong with me or that we had got in an accident. He had no idea what had just happened. He thought he had fell back asleep!!! It took me about 5 mins to calm down enough to return to driving.

After that, I made him go back to the dr yesterday. The dr said he had had a vasovagal attack, which is just a simple faint. He coughed so much and had so much pressure on his chest that his blood pressure dropped and cut off blood supply to the brain. His brain literally shut down and restarted. She said that it does happen very quickly and it looks exactly like a seizure. She told him to pull over if he started coughing while he was driving in case it happens again. He now has bronchitis and she prescribed him an inhaler.

She also re-sent the cough syrup prescription to the pharmacy and told us it would be the most expensive medicine. So last night we went to the pharmacy to pick it up. I was baffled when she told me the total for my 6 items was $176. It turns out his cough syrup was $150!! I just paid it and we went on about our business. When we got home, we realized that we didn't even get the cough syrup!!!! They had made notes on the bag about the price and wanted to ask us if we wanted to pay that much for it. So, back I go to the pharmacy. When I got there, I asked if they had his insurance on file for him. They did not! So I was able to get his medicine, and get the difference in the cash price and the copay refunded - $116! She also saw that we paid full price for his amoxicillin on Friday night and refunded that money as well!

So now that hubby is all squared away (hopefully), I got to get Justin and I squared away. I took Justin to the dr yesterday afternoon and he does have an upper respiratory infection. My dr appt is 8:15 this morning and I bet I have the same thing. I just hope we can get most of this yucky stuff cleared up before Christmas!!

I help daddy...

So let me preface this story by saying that my child loves tomatoes. I don't know where he got it from, but he could eat an entire meal of nothing but tomatoes.

Tuesday night, hubby was making a sandwich with lettuce and tomato on it. The boy sees this and tells daddy that he also would like a sandwich. So, hubby puts a piece of ham on a piece of bread, folds it over, puts it on a plate, and gives it to him. The boy folds back the piece of bread, looks at me and says "Mommy, where's my tomatoes?" with the tone of "Oh my heavens there are no tomatoes on my sandwich!! the world is coming to an end!!". So hubby and I start rolling with laughter. It was just so funny the way he said it. So hubby takes the plate back to go put some tomatoes on it. As he walks back into the kitchen, my child looks up at me and says, "Mommy, I go help daddy." Now what my 2 year old child is implying that he has to go help his father make a sandwich because obviously he doesn't know what he is doing and my 2 year old is the only one who can help! lol!!! By this point, I think we were almost in tears we were laughing so hard.

Christmas

So we got the Christmas tree this weekend and set it up Sat night. The boy of course wanted to help. So, I hooked all the ornaments, gave them to him, and he gave the "ormanents" to daddy to hang on the tree. He enjoyed that so much. But then, on Sunday morning when he woke up and came into the living room, he said "What's that?" I said, "That's the Christmas tree." "Oh. we put up?" he said. Then I said "yes, we put it up last night, remember?". Then he responded by saying "Yaaaay!!" and clapping. It was too funny!! We also have this huge snow globe that when you push the button, it plays music and starts blowing "snow" all around in it (it's non-breakable) that he just loves to play with.

Unfortunately, we won't be able to do too much for Christmas this year. I've got him a small tool bench with toy tolls and Travis has gotten him a race car track with additional cars. I want to get him a twin size bed since we'll need the crib back in a few months. If I can get that stuff for Justin, I doubt Travis and I will worry too much about getting each other much of anything. Well, Travis will want to, but we won't be able to. Not that I don't want to either. I'm aching for a new digital camera or a Wii or a new computer. But yeah, that's a bit out of our range this year. Oh well, we'll get something.

baby...

Last week I went in for my usual monthly prenatal appt. This was the week we were going to hear the heartbeat. Well, the midwife tried and tried but to no avail. She just couldn't find that sucker. It was still ok tho; it was a few days before the 12 week mark - which is when they typically hear the heartbeat. It was a few days early with Justin as well, but we were able to hear it at 11.5 weeks with him. So, they had me come back in this week and if they still didn't hear it, then they'd do an ultrasound. Well sure enough, after trying for about 10 mins the midwife couldn't hear it again. So, off we go to ultrasound. They kept asking me, "are you sure you're as far along as you think you are?" I'm pretty sure. I found out at exactly 4 weeks and hadn't had anything since then to make me think differently.

So, off to the ultrasound room. Soon as the tech puts that wand on my belly there is our little jumping bean. The tech said "Well, no wonder they had a hard time finding the heartbeat. This one's in here doing summer-saults. (sp?) The baby was just a jumping and moving around. But there is in fact a baby in there, and it measured at just the gestational age that I said I was. The heartbeat was 167. Going by the old wives' tale, that would mean it's a girl. Hubby thinks it's a girl b/c it was being so stubborn! Who knows?!? next appt is in January and we'll do the regular ultrasound and hopefully find out the sex.

Oh, and on my little check out sheet, there's a little box at the top that says "Diagnosis:" After the ultrasound, the dr put in mine "Pregnant"! lol!!

snow!!

so, we have had snow flurries twice this week - which is unusual for this warm Eastern NC climate, even more unusual that it happened before Thanksgiving!! Tuesday, the snow happened while I was at work, so I wasn't with Justin when it snowed. It wasn't that much anyway, but enough to make you giggly. :) But when we opened the door this morning, there was a good bit of snow falling. I don't mean a blizzard or anything, but more than what we're used to! Justin walked out really slow to the car and looked like he was examining this white stuff falling from the sky. Then he said, "Mommy - It got on you!!". lol!! Then he talked about it getting on the car and the school buses the whole way to daycare this morning. He wasn't sure he liked it, but he was surely interested in it. Unfortunately, I got no pictures, b/c we were trying to rush off to work and daycare. But maybe next time.

almost caught....

Since I have been going to bed super early, there's been very little quality time with the hubby lately. Any quality time lately has been in the mornings and usually on the weekend. As was the case on Saturday. But lo and behold, as we are wrapping things up, we hear the sound of the doorknob hitting the wall as our precious boy has woken up, slams open the bedroom door, and comes marching in to our room. His timing could've been worse tho - 5 seconds earlier and he'd have gotten a real show.

exhausted

I have been so exhausted the last few weeks. Going to bed at 8:30 and sleeping until the boy gets up. Housework has been suffering as I do the minimum to get by, and poor hubby, he tries to help. He's been doing most of the cooking lately. And the past few days, everything I do makes me nauseas, not actually getting sick, but feeling like I'd have to run for the bathroom at any moment. So basically, I've been worthless around the house. And to top it off, we have some major financial stress going on that has me super depressed b/c I don't know if I can fix it or how to fix it. It's just one thing after another. I just don't seem to be on top of things lately and that kills me. Oh well, we all get through it some how right?

at my whit's end

Justin has always slept through the night very well ever since he started daycare at 6 weeks old. Sure, there's been times here and there that he's woken up (ear infections, teething), but generally, a good sleeper. Well for about the past month or so, he's been waking up in the middle of the night and I have no explanation of it. He's also had mommy-itis and it's getting worse. Now, the waking in the night has progressed from crying to ear-piercing screams. All the while saying "I want mommy". Usually I pick him up and hold him for a few mins and then lay him back down, to which he still cries, but usually falls back asleep after 5-10 mins.

Last night, I decided to skip the holding him part and just let him cry him self back to sleep. But the screaming just got louder and became more like "shrieking". So, I go in to his room, tell him to lie down while mommy sits by his bed. He laid back down, but he just laid there. he wouldn't drift off to slip, he'd just lay there quietly. So, I grabbed one of his blankets and a stuffed animal (to use as a pillow) and also "laid down" on the floor. An hour and a half later, I woke up and was sure he was asleep, so I get up to go back to my own bed. Well, he immediately starts crying. I comfort him and tell him to go back to sleep and that mommy is going to go nite-nite in her own bed. I laid back down in my bed and he is still screaming. So I go back in his room, and he's sitting up just boo-hooing. I go grab my pillow and a real blanket and laid down on his floor. He was fine. I fell asleep for about an hour. This time, he's really asleep, so I get up and go lay in bed.

I'm not in bed 10 mins when he starts shrieking again!!!! You have got to be kidding me. Why can't he sleep on his own anymore?? I take my pillow back in there and lay on the floor. I spent the rest of the night in there. Slept like crap!! I finally get up at 6:30 to use the bathroom and to get ready for work. Well guess who wakes up like 2 mins later and starts crying b/c mommy is out of sight??? He doesn't even want me to take a shower. He didn't want daddy to hold him while I took a shower or got him a juice cup or anything. So we head into the kitchen to get a cup. I set him down and take 2 steps to go to the fridge, and he starts crying and following me!! Come on! I manage to get him a cup. I take him back into the bedroom and turn on the Disney Channel to hopefully occupy him while I take a shower. He soon got over it, but he still didn't like it if I was out of his sight.

I don't think he's sick, I don't think he's having night terrors (after doing a little research, I discovered that kids are usually "asleep" during night terrors and he most definitely was awake.), I'm not sure of whether or not he's having nightmares or what. He has talked about a "car getting him" over the past couple of weeks. Oh, and when he cries a lot like that in the night he coughs to the point where it sounds like he's gagging and that scares the crap out of me. And I don't know if it's drool or sweat, but when he has these fits, he wakes up with this smell about him. Since he's had ear problems in the past, I checked last night after bathtime to see if it was his ears, and I don't think it is. So I think it's all the drool and/or sweat that gets worked up and out of him during these fits in the middle of the night.

Anyone have any ideas?? I don't know what to do anymore. I just hate it that he has such severe mommy-itis and that he doesn't sleep well anymore. I think I'm going to call the doctor's office this morning to see if I can talk to someone and get a professional's opinion. I'm at my whit's end here....

hormones

So after a little husband-wife time last night, I started crying. Why? Hormones - but I'll explain what I was going through.

It seems like no matter what I do, my husband is always laughing at me. We have a fun, joking relationship so it's normal to us. But I swear like it seems like he's been laughing at me even more lately. For instance, when I tried to gargle hot-salt water for my sore throat yesterday morning, my gag reflex really kicked in and I started heaving over the kitchen sink. Of Course the boy is up under me going "Mommy, you ok?" as I push him away. Hubby comes in the kitchen asking if I'm okay, and I tell him that trying to gargle really made my gag reflex kick in. He starts laughing. I'm sure he was laughing at how I said it or just at what I said. But I said "What is so funny about that?" It just rubbed me the wrong way ya know? So he stopped laughing.

Last night, after our "time" together, he starts laughing at me again. I again asked what was so darn funny. He said "You just looked so comfortable". Now he was being sarcastic b/c the position we were in was not the most comfortable, but it got the job done, ya know? So as I get up to go to the bathroom, i just start crying. I kept it to myself b/c I knew it wasn't his fault, but I just felt like I couldn't do anything at all without my husband laughing at me and making me feel like a fool.

I dried my tears really quickly b/c I knew it was just the hormones making me crazy. I've done a bit of crying in the past month or so - all thanks to hormones.

shoes

I hate shoes. I know that's a bold statement coming from a female, but I do. I would love shoes, if I didn't have such huge feet. I used to wear a size 10, but now they're too small. I seem to only find size 11's, but they're too big. That means I need a size 10.5 - but trying to find those is like trying to find a needle in a haystack!! When I do find a pair, they're usually at an outrageous price! When I do by chance find some that I can afford and are decent enough that I can wear to work I get them. But would you like to guess how long they last? Usually not long at all, maybe 3-4 months tops. I have discovered why (I think). It always seems that my right shoe always breaks or tears apart soon after. Apparently I can't walk correctly. I'm either out of balance when I walk or I walk heavy on my right side or something. Whatever it is, I always am rougher on my right shoe than my left shoe.

So after all, I just hate going shoe shopping b/c it's so difficult to find a pair that fit me, I can afford, and are durable enough to last.

in case you didn't know...

I can't keep my mouth shut. This is so super early, but whatever!

Some relaxation please?

As I have previously noted, I've been busting my butt at work for several months now with not really any decent time off. Maybe a day here or there, and several days for Justin's accidents or sickness or appointments. But no real time off.

I was going to take time last month, but then we found out that auditors would be here. So, I postpone it and have scheduled this Thurs & Fri off b/c the auditors were only supposed to be here for 4 weeks. Well, now they're not leaving until 10-31. so now I don't know whether to take time off this week or not. I'm going to wait until Wednesday and see where we stand before I take off on Thursday.

But even if I do take off Thurs & Fri, I have no idea what to do. Thurs will probably be house cleaning/decorating for fall followed by a hair appt at 3. That leaves Fri, Sat, and Sun. Friday I'm torn between taking Justin to the state fair or taking him to the aquarium at Pine Knoll Shores. It's an aquarium on the coast here in NC that is supposed to be awesome since they re-did it a few years ago. I think going to the aquarium would be cheaper (as money is super super tight right now), but I would love to take him to the state fair. If I take him by myself to the fair though, we wouldn't be able to do anything but just walk around. I don't know if Travis would take time off to go or not. Then, I was thinking about this weekend. I'd love to go see my friend in Norfolk as she has a new baby and I haven't seen her in forever. But with her newborn and 5 year old and my rambunctious 2 year old, we wouldn't be able to "do" a whole lot. I don't know. I just need to do something with myself besides work, housework, or stare at a tv.

growing up so fast

My boy just turned 2 and he's growing up so fast. This boy talks better than most of the kids in his class at daycare and you can clearly understand him. Although, last night it took me two aisles in the grocery store to realize that "nuffin" was really "muffin" and not "nothing". lol!! Anyway, the boy knows all his colors already, can sing the ABC song (I know, he has no idea what the ABC's are), knows some numbers (1,2,3,4,6,13,11!), and is really good with names.

Now, I'm not "bragging" that my kid is "smart". I'm telling you how amazed I am at how much information this kid absorbs. He just takes in everything!! It's amazing! And he repeats everything too - which is good and bad. Bad meaning - he repeats mommy when she tells daddy to shut up!! I've told him when I do that that mommy is not nice and we shouldn't say things like that. But I'm usually saying shut up in that playful - stop picking on me and leave me alone way, not when arguing or anything.

And now, some random mommy ramblings:

This is our nighttime routine:
Me: nite-nite
Him: nite-nite
Me: I love you
Him: I wuv you
Me: Sweet Dreams
Him: Seet Dweems
He just has the most adorable voice and it sounds so incredibly sweet.

When we pull up to a drive-thru he says "Talk it Mommy"!

And the child loves tomatoes. He could eat nothing but tomatoes and be happy. I, however, hate raw tomatoes. I don't mind tomato juice, tomato soup, ketchup, spaghetti sauce, etc. But I do not like raw tomatoes.

The kid does tons of cute stuff everyday, but now that I'm trying to type it out, I can't think of it. Will add more later!

potty time?

So I'm of the thinking that I never want to 'push' my child into anything. Yes, sometimes there will come along a situation when the child needs a push - but when it comes to potty training, there's no point in rushing things if he's not ready.

Well, we bought him a potty several months ago just so he could get used to the idea of it being there and it being his. Every now and then he'll sit on it while mommy or daddy potties (sp?), but it's just been 'there'. Lately he's been pulling his pants down and sitting on it. Then he asks for a wipe and "wipes" his diaper! Last night, he was actually walking around the kitchen with his pants pulled down around his ankles saying he had to potty. As I was cooking, hubby takes him to potty. He actually took the boy's diaper off and let him sit on it bare butt. And he peed!!! Just a dribble, but still!! The first time he ever peed in the potty.

I have no notions that this means he'll just jump into potty training right away. But, hey - it's a start!!

so exhausted!!

For the past few months, I've been working my booty off at work. I got promoted to a manager and I guess I just want my boss to think I'm doing a good job and don't won't to disappoint her - as we just had major drama with someone else at work not doing their work. That lady is no longer there! Then, we found out that we are being put up for sale. So we've had to get all the financial data together for the proposal book. Then, we find out we're being audited (joy of joys!). We're currently in the middle of the audit (which lasts for 4 weeks by the way!) and in the middle of our normal month-end work. It's just been nonstop lately. My boss and I have just not had time to take vacations. But we both have some time scheduled off for this month after the auditors leave. I think I'm going to take some extra time at Thanksgiving and Christmas as I have so much vacation time left.

This week has been really stressful on me. I guess it's hormones (that lovely time of the month). But one girl at work manages to really push my buttons. And my 2-year old thinks he must be up under mommy during all his waking hours at home and wake up at 5 am all this week. I was so exhausted that I went to bed at 8:30 last night and slept until 5:45 this morning.

So, housework has gone undone, laundry not folded, dishes not washed, groceries not even bought. I don't really care tho-I'm flippin' tired!!!!

Woah....bad dream

It wasn't a terrible dream the way that some are, but it made me wake up mad. I dreamt that my husband's grandmother had died, but he didn't bother to tell me when he came home. But I found out about it and was pissed that he hadn't told me. I would not speak to him while we were at home. And his mom and dad were here at the house with us. I locked myself up in the bedroom while getting ready for my day. When I came out, his dad thought he would try to joke with me to make me feel better. He said with a smile on his face "You would think now would be a time that you would want to spend time..." And I cut him off by yelling at him "You would think so; but don't worry I'm sure his mom will be there to comfort him if he is upset. That's what she does. She's just always up his butt right there with him. Even at his son's birthday party, she doesn't leave his side. Don't worry about Travis, Ann will be there so he'll be ok." I was so friggin' mad!! I woke up after that, so that's all I can remember.

Now, obviously I have mother-in-law issues. My husband is a mama's boy and my mother-in-law just wants all her son's attention on her - good or bad. At the boy's birthday party this weekend, she didn't leave his side and she didn't speak to anyone other than Travis. Travis didn't get up there to help the boy and I open his presents or anything, just stuck with his mother. I was so pissed. I guess my dream is just trying to work out my frustration - having me yell at my husband when I've never done that in real life.

2 years old!!

Yesterday was my baby's 2nd birthday. I can't believe how fast time flies. He's so big now! He talks very well (and all the time!). He already knows all his colors, can sing his ABC's (tho he doesn't understand what he singing), and just absorbs everything! He's very energetic also. But, being a 2-year old, he is getting a lot of the attitude that comes along with that age. But he's everything I would wish for my child to be. God has truly blessed me with a wonderful child.

Here's a picture of him from yesterday. They made him a "birthday boy" hat at daycare and he wore it almost the whole way home!

first post

So, I have a blog on another website. But my friend started one here and I really like the difference and how much better her new one is. So like a puppy dog, I'm following her lead. I haven't really haven't even blogged in a while, but have wanted to. I knew I'd eventually make the switch to this blog site, so I just didn't bother to blog at all in the meantime.

So we'll see if I can keep this one up....