It's so much easier to update the sister blog. This one feels so heavy sometimes. So Had a busy series of days lately...my mother, grammie, and father all have birthdays within 4 days of each other. My family planned a big surprise party for my Grammie as she turned 80 this year. She seemed to like it and it was fun. For some reason, I find all birthday parties depressing at this point.
Last Saturday August managed to get her little hands on a package of screws in a drawer that before now, she was unable to reach. She ripped it open and had a handful of screws in her mouth in a flash. I was able to pull four out, but panicked that she'd swallowed one or more. Tim counted what was in the bag and retrieved and he said it was fine, that there were 50....until I saw one that had fallen on the floor.
Our first trip to the emergency room for August.
It bit.
We sat there for THREE hours before they even called us back to be seen. Now, August is a very well behaved girl, but you can only expect so much from a 19 month old who hasn't eaten and is going well past her nap time. She did well, but my nerves STILL feel a little raw from this experience.
Four hours after we arrive at the ER, we FINALLY get the x-ray results. No screw. Well, I certainly feel screwed up, so no screw except the proverbial one. Thank God.
Literally, one of the top ten worst experiences of my life. Worst days because of it really.
P.S. Baby skeletons in x-rays are SUPER cute
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
That's right my darling husband. I'm calling you out....ONLINE!!!!!!
So yesterday evening I prepare a plate of pasta for August and Tim puts her in her chair with her food. I (from the kitchen) notice she has no drink so I mention it. Tim grabs her one of her water straw cups and I look at it.
me: Tim, is that straw connected ?
tim: Yeah
me: you didn't even look at it.
tim: Yes I did! it's fine!
me: Just double check it please. it's supposed to be vertical but it looks angled.
tim: (puts it up to eye level) It's fine.
me: okay.
The rest of the night passes, we all sleep. This morning I put her in her high chair with a waffle and the water is still there so I just let it be. I sit down for a minute and she starts calling for me "help, momma! Help, momma!" I go over and look at the cup she's holding out to me.
YES, INDEED THE STRAW IS ANGLED. IN FACT, IT HAD BECOME DISCONNECTED! She hadn't had anything to drink (besides breast milk at night and in the morning) in like, 16 hours!!!!!!
Yes, you read that correctly. I STILL breastfeed her.
AT 19 MONTHS!?!?!?!?
Yes.
I'm so surprised about how many people are grossed out about this. She's only 19 months. The average weaning age around the world is 4 1/2 years. Rest assured, I'm not going to be breast feeding a nine year old. I'll definitely be done by three, probably by two.
Or maybe I'll breastfeed her until she's eighty. Get off my back. I don't do it in public, I always cover up...stop making those disgusted faces....DANG!!!!
end rant.
me: Tim, is that straw connected ?
tim: Yeah
me: you didn't even look at it.
tim: Yes I did! it's fine!
me: Just double check it please. it's supposed to be vertical but it looks angled.
tim: (puts it up to eye level) It's fine.
me: okay.
The rest of the night passes, we all sleep. This morning I put her in her high chair with a waffle and the water is still there so I just let it be. I sit down for a minute and she starts calling for me "help, momma! Help, momma!" I go over and look at the cup she's holding out to me.
YES, INDEED THE STRAW IS ANGLED. IN FACT, IT HAD BECOME DISCONNECTED! She hadn't had anything to drink (besides breast milk at night and in the morning) in like, 16 hours!!!!!!
Yes, you read that correctly. I STILL breastfeed her.
AT 19 MONTHS!?!?!?!?
Yes.
I'm so surprised about how many people are grossed out about this. She's only 19 months. The average weaning age around the world is 4 1/2 years. Rest assured, I'm not going to be breast feeding a nine year old. I'll definitely be done by three, probably by two.
Or maybe I'll breastfeed her until she's eighty. Get off my back. I don't do it in public, I always cover up...stop making those disgusted faces....DANG!!!!
end rant.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
I've perfected the art of the love letter...for REALS
Most people are afraid of the dentist, right? I'm not. I'm afraid of the phone calls I need to make to find someone who will take our crappy insurance so we can get our dental taken care of. Stupid Aetna. I wish there was some tangible representation of you so I could torture and maim you. MAIM YOU! If you are a boy insurance company, I shall castrate you, hire a beautiful women to feign interest in you, and then mock you for your lack of manhood.
So Timothy as a infection in his gums. He has to do the following things because it was so bad. get his #30 tooth extracted. Get a bone graft. Get a dental implant put in. have a crown put in over the implant and the two surrounding teeth. Though recently I've found that it doesn't really matter if no Oral surgeon takes Aetna...because Aetna won't cover ANY of it. all four thousand dollars of it will have to be taken out of our pocket. I should send them a thank you card.
Thank you Aetna,
Thank you Aetna for not covering a cent of the many dental procedures my husband needs. Thank you for being there every paycheck, taking extra out of our single paycheck in the house for dental in addition to medical and vision. You are like the overweight gagger friend who always plays jokes that are never very funny. I feel like you are my Mephistopheles and I am Faust. I obviously brought this on myself as it is too cruel a situation for it to not have been brought on by my own actions. I could tour theatre classes teaching about how my life is the true definition of a greek tragedy. Well at least my insurance woes are.
love,
Aimee (but probably every person you as a company cover)
So Timothy as a infection in his gums. He has to do the following things because it was so bad. get his #30 tooth extracted. Get a bone graft. Get a dental implant put in. have a crown put in over the implant and the two surrounding teeth. Though recently I've found that it doesn't really matter if no Oral surgeon takes Aetna...because Aetna won't cover ANY of it. all four thousand dollars of it will have to be taken out of our pocket. I should send them a thank you card.
Thank you Aetna,
Thank you Aetna for not covering a cent of the many dental procedures my husband needs. Thank you for being there every paycheck, taking extra out of our single paycheck in the house for dental in addition to medical and vision. You are like the overweight gagger friend who always plays jokes that are never very funny. I feel like you are my Mephistopheles and I am Faust. I obviously brought this on myself as it is too cruel a situation for it to not have been brought on by my own actions. I could tour theatre classes teaching about how my life is the true definition of a greek tragedy. Well at least my insurance woes are.
love,
Aimee (but probably every person you as a company cover)
Monday, June 6, 2011
A thousand apologies
Okay.
Everyone knows that starting afresh means a year later. I have NOTHING to apologize for. How do you make that little embarrassed face again?
Ever since I was about 11 I've consistently been a depressed person. I go through my highs and my lows like everyone, I just have a lot more lows than highs. I lose all energy, all motivation. I just...sink. Oh well, thus is life.
Writing a blog seems like an overwhelming chore sometimes. Later, I'm disappointed I didn't just do it and it seems insurmountable to catch up again.
When I found out I was pregnant I picked up a beautiful journal to write about my experience for August. I wrote a sentence and a half....I'm not kidding. I stopped writing in the middle of my second sentence.
I don't know why I'm like this...and I DEFINITELY don't know how someone like me got so lucky with Augie. She is AMAZING. She's such a good girl...she really is. She's smart, verbose, coordinated, even-tempered, loving, kind. Heck, she's practically potty trained!!!
While I secretly think I'm a pretty good mother, I also don't think I'm good enough for her. I don't play enough with her, I'm not patient enough.
Wow....this is turning into a bummer-fest.
Anyway....Augie turned a year old. Well, at this point she's 19 months. Tim and I got married. We had a nice wedding with, granted, a few hiccups. Hiccups including a breakdown, forgetting the rings, forgetting the programs, not organizing certain things enough.
Side note: I love "Phineas and Ferb"
Had my 10 year reunion. Besides having to stop a HUGE catastrophe between an ex and an old school chum it was fun. Tim and I always have a blast dancing like weirdos.
Augie has a pool group on fridays...she loves it. Finally, something she gets from me. Her love of swimming.
Everyone knows that starting afresh means a year later. I have NOTHING to apologize for. How do you make that little embarrassed face again?
Ever since I was about 11 I've consistently been a depressed person. I go through my highs and my lows like everyone, I just have a lot more lows than highs. I lose all energy, all motivation. I just...sink. Oh well, thus is life.
Writing a blog seems like an overwhelming chore sometimes. Later, I'm disappointed I didn't just do it and it seems insurmountable to catch up again.
When I found out I was pregnant I picked up a beautiful journal to write about my experience for August. I wrote a sentence and a half....I'm not kidding. I stopped writing in the middle of my second sentence.
I don't know why I'm like this...and I DEFINITELY don't know how someone like me got so lucky with Augie. She is AMAZING. She's such a good girl...she really is. She's smart, verbose, coordinated, even-tempered, loving, kind. Heck, she's practically potty trained!!!
While I secretly think I'm a pretty good mother, I also don't think I'm good enough for her. I don't play enough with her, I'm not patient enough.
Wow....this is turning into a bummer-fest.
Anyway....Augie turned a year old. Well, at this point she's 19 months. Tim and I got married. We had a nice wedding with, granted, a few hiccups. Hiccups including a breakdown, forgetting the rings, forgetting the programs, not organizing certain things enough.
Side note: I love "Phineas and Ferb"
Had my 10 year reunion. Besides having to stop a HUGE catastrophe between an ex and an old school chum it was fun. Tim and I always have a blast dancing like weirdos.
Augie has a pool group on fridays...she loves it. Finally, something she gets from me. Her love of swimming.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Summer Daze
What is wrong with me? How many times have I started to write a blog only to...not?
I'm just going to post this thing and then just start afresh.
I have been out of it for the last few weeks...lots of things to do. Planning a wedding is a pain in the butt; I don't know why anyone would want to do it for a career. The good news? I finally have a good chunk of the invitation pieces done so I can start putting them together and getting them out. Also, some potential have become definites....the pastor and the church are set...phew.
August cut her first two teeth! She was so good I didn't even know she had until I felt them. Though getting a picture of them is an entirely different story---maybe baby teeth are camera shy.
In our back yard we had two mammoth trees that were rotting out-it was a huge ordeal to get those suckers out of here....
It took eight guys five straight hours to get the two trees down. They used the crane to get the limbs off and then moved them into the front yard where they cut them into smaller pieces and used the wood chipper to turn into mulch.
Now a quick recap of the last month and a half via pictures....
August's first time on grass...
Augie mugging for the camera
My mom's boyfriend and I replaced the roof shingles over the laundry room
Boating with Daddy
Going to Baylie's first birthday party
Swimming for the first time EVER
Summer fun
Car shopping with Auntie Sarah
FATHER'S DAY!!!!!
PS I finished my invites!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm just going to post this thing and then just start afresh.
I have been out of it for the last few weeks...lots of things to do. Planning a wedding is a pain in the butt; I don't know why anyone would want to do it for a career. The good news? I finally have a good chunk of the invitation pieces done so I can start putting them together and getting them out. Also, some potential have become definites....the pastor and the church are set...phew.
August cut her first two teeth! She was so good I didn't even know she had until I felt them. Though getting a picture of them is an entirely different story---maybe baby teeth are camera shy.
In our back yard we had two mammoth trees that were rotting out-it was a huge ordeal to get those suckers out of here....
It took eight guys five straight hours to get the two trees down. They used the crane to get the limbs off and then moved them into the front yard where they cut them into smaller pieces and used the wood chipper to turn into mulch.
Now a quick recap of the last month and a half via pictures....
August's first time on grass...
Augie mugging for the camera
My mom's boyfriend and I replaced the roof shingles over the laundry room
Boating with Daddy
Going to Baylie's first birthday party
Swimming for the first time EVER
Summer fun
Car shopping with Auntie Sarah
FATHER'S DAY!!!!!
PS I finished my invites!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
How many times can I say I was hot?
So it's a while since I blogged, and life has progressed as it seems want to do. for the first time in months, I saw my friend Naomi. It was really nice seeing her again -- we went to the bookstore and ran a few errands before hanging out at home for a bit. I showed her some of the wedding stuff I'm working on ( i.e. physical manifestations of every possible frustration). We made plans to hang out again soon, and I look forward to it very much.
Today, I got together with my future sister-in-law Nadine. We went to the zoo. Today. I wore jeans. Today. Yes I keep repeating the word today -- it was freaking hot! What was it, 95° or so? For those of you know me, I do not do well in the heat. I only have two pairs of pants that fit me -- they are jeans. Needless to say, I was warm. In fact, when I saw myself in the mirror when we went to lunch, I much resembled the ((((((I was going to make a Ted Kennedy joke here....but maybe I'll forgo))))))
Anyway, time with Nadine is always enjoyed. I wish I'd taken pictures...bummer.
Onto the big one...I'm trying to plan our wedding. Tim and mine; I'm not marrying you...unless you is Tim, and then....okay. I've got most of the things I need to make the invitations, I put a deposit on the hall, I called a potential caterer, I emailed a potential pastor at the potential church and....I can't think of anything else with potential at the moment.
On the bright side, this happened the other night-listen carefully-it really sounds as if she's saying bye-bye....and Tim's face when she does is PRICELESS!
Today, I got together with my future sister-in-law Nadine. We went to the zoo. Today. I wore jeans. Today. Yes I keep repeating the word today -- it was freaking hot! What was it, 95° or so? For those of you know me, I do not do well in the heat. I only have two pairs of pants that fit me -- they are jeans. Needless to say, I was warm. In fact, when I saw myself in the mirror when we went to lunch, I much resembled the ((((((I was going to make a Ted Kennedy joke here....but maybe I'll forgo))))))
Anyway, time with Nadine is always enjoyed. I wish I'd taken pictures...bummer.
Onto the big one...I'm trying to plan our wedding. Tim and mine; I'm not marrying you...unless you is Tim, and then....okay. I've got most of the things I need to make the invitations, I put a deposit on the hall, I called a potential caterer, I emailed a potential pastor at the potential church and....I can't think of anything else with potential at the moment.
On the bright side, this happened the other night-listen carefully-it really sounds as if she's saying bye-bye....and Tim's face when she does is PRICELESS!
Monday, May 17, 2010
Life cycles
So much has happened in the last few weeks. Tim's gramma passed away. I unfortunately didn't know her for very long, but she was always very kind, generous, and loving every time I saw her. She meant the world to Tim, and it is an understatement to say that this is a very great loss. Tim has told me countless stories of spending summers and much loved family gatherings with his gramma... I pray for him and his family daily to find comfort and peace. His gramma was very loved, and many people came to give their final respects. Tim has found some peace knowing that his gramma and grandpa are together again.
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