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Three years ago, at this time,  I was arguing with my mom and Jonathan that I could not "do this". "This" being giving birth. I was attempting to get up and walk out of the hospital while in labor, attached to a monitor, and with an epidural. That would have ended badly.

In exactly two more hours, it will be three years since I finally did give birth.

Happy Birthday Little Human!!!

I realized that some of my friends aren't on FB and haven't seen any recent pics of Kiddo. Here are a few ( cut for your pleasure: )

I could have eaten that entire pint of B&J Vanilla Heath Bar Crunch...


But I didn't.


In other news we appear to have all caught some flu. I hate to say it is H1N1, but Jonathan and LH both got regular flu vaccines, so unless it's a strain that wasn't covered in this years dose, I think it must be. It isn't as bad a flu as I have had in the past, but it's not fun.

We have been watching movies like crazy. We watched Sweeney Todd last night. I have owned it as part of my Johnny Depp collection since it was released on DVD, but hadn't watched it yet. I found it thoroughly enjoyable. Keep in mind that all I have ever known about it was the basic plot. I have nothing to compare the movie to. Either way, I enjoyed it.

I started to finally watch Coraline, but LH kept turning the DVD player off. I gave up. He appears to enjoy cartoons. He likes Wall-E and says his name over and over. He has Wall-E shoes, and he talks to them a lot. Transformers confuse him and he stands at the tv saying Wall-E. We told him that Wall-E would grow up to be a Transformer, but I don't think he believes us.

Daycare has really done wonders for his vocabulary. He talks a lot more. He hums and sings a lot, too. The other day, I heard him humming Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star. He would say "Twinkle" at the right time, but not any of the other words. All birds are duckies and all four legged creatures are still puppies (much to the consternation of the cats). He says something that sounds like "dead cow" but I know that can't be what it is. He says it somewhat randomly, but in earnest. I know it means something to him. Sometimes I look at him and think (not say) "English, Mother Fucker, DO YOU SPEAK IT???" Then I giggle quietly to myself while determining what "dead cow" means.

Little Human was so upset when I dropped him off at daycare. It made me upset, so I spent the entire drive home crying. This is the first time I have dropped him off that he was upset about it. I felt like I was abandoning him and he looked at me like I was too. I know I didn't do anything wrong, but when my baby is truly unhappy it makes me feel like shit.

He was having a reaction to the antibiotic so they changed the medication. The new one is every 6 hours, which messes up the daycare, since they can't give it to him without a doctor's note (which Jonathan didn't get). I have to go back at 3:30 to give him the next dose. If he is still upset, I will just bring him home.

Besides, I kinda miss him when he isn't here.

Little Human started daycare 2 weeks ago. He got sick (as did the rest of us)and so he didn't get to go last week at all. Then he went back on Monday of this week. When I went to pick him up, Miss Carmen (the 2 year teacher) said that he had been fussy all day, and she thought he wasn't feeling well. He hadn't slept well the night before, so I just assumed that was all.

On Tuesday he was really whiny. Little Human is not usually whiny. I noticed his ear was kinda clogged looking. When I get sick my right ear gets clogged something fierce. I used a little warm water and an aspirator to clean it out just like the pediatrician told me to. He just would not stop fussing. I was concerned but had other stuff on my plate and I thought that he was fussing because he had gotten used to being cuddled while he was sick.

Tuesday was also the day mom had the juried panel at the Wooden Cow Art Gallery. She had already gotten confirmation that two pieces were going to be in the October show but she also was trying to get in the consignment side of it too. I wanted to go with her for moral support. I figured that Little Human was just being a grumpbutt.

Jonathan took him to the urgent care at UNMH Tuesday night since he wouldn't calm down. He had an ear infection brought on by the cold from the week before and his eardrum had a perforation. *facepalm* No wonder he was fussy. The perforation had already healed over, which was helped along by my cleaning his ear out (thank goodness, since I was worried I had made it worse). He's on antibiotics. I kept him out of daycare today, since he was still fussy. He goes on Friday though.

Mom got into the gallery. They want her to bring 4-5 pieces on Saturday and they will hang what they have room for. My mom has delusions of inadequacy. She thinks no one likes her art. No one has seen her art for 8 FUCKING YEARS!!! The last show was in a church. She sold 5 or 6 pieces I think (maybe more). The other woman showing with her didn't sell anything. Argh! She makes me mad.

Of course before the panel on Tues there was stress, and something got said that bruised my feelings, but I think in the end, it all worked out. Little Human is fine, mom has an art gallery opening, and my feelings are no worse for wear.

The rest of this week will be spent cleaning out the pantry cabinet (cuz something smells really odd coming out of there...), finishing the kitchen, maybe, and getting the pieces ready for the gallery. Now, it is bedtime.

Today was Little Human's 2nd Birthday. He got some nifty little toys. He got a pirate ship, a little garage with a car, a xylophone, and a child sized broom and dustpan (he loves to wander around with the adult versions, and he seemed to like them). Odd child...

I also made some rainbow colored cupcakes with buttercream frosting. These were tasty. He didn't seem all that excited about them, but did eat the frosting. I will be posting pictures of the yummy cupcakes.

Other than that, we didn't do much. We went to Jericho Nursery and bought oodles of plants. I highly recommend them. The staff is almost all from Rowland's. They were helpful and just plain nice people.

I believe it is time for bed now.

Oh, does anyone know where I can locally find the rubber gaskets for wire sealing jars and canisters (Like these)? I have a bunch of them that I want to use for storing dry goods, but the seals need to be replaced! I have found and will order them online if I have to, but I would like to find try to find them locally first.

Happy will be very difficult to come by today. Being covered in Baby vomit kinda does that. This morning when Darby got up, he started throwing up and he hasn't stopped since. Jonathan took him to urgent care, which originally told him that it would be at least 2 hours before they could get him into a room, but as soon as he told them he was vomiting, he got a room.
They seem to think that something he ate just didn't agree with him, since he isn't feverish at all. I am thinking it is the pickle I gave him (oops), but who knows at this point.

My happy for today I think will still have to be Robin. I was training her again at work today, and she is just nifty. We are both very obnoxious, and have the same sense of humor. So, while I already made her one of my happies, I think she will have to be again, since being covered in Baby slime is NOT a happy...


Also: Craig Ferguson is the shit! It is such a pity that I can't stay up this late more often.

I tease on a weekly basis, that if he is not a good boy, I will put him out for the "Baby Pick-up People" on Wednesday. This is just wrong, though...



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Punkin had to go to the UNM Urgent Care. He had a fever this morning and I gave him some acetaminophen, but when he woke up from his afternoon nap, the fever was back and getting higher. Jonathan took him. They cleaned out his ears and his doc (his regular doc, which we have an appt with on Fri), thought it was an ear infection. the ear specialist however told her that he did not. So we got a scrip for ibuprofen, and were told that if the fever does not let up by tomorrow evening, we are to bring him back. I just feel awful. I should have taken him this morning, but I thought it was maybe just teething issues. I just want to cry.