I realized I haven't blogged much lately, so here is a bunch of stuff jumbled into one entry. The pollen hit our area heavier than normal so there have been plenty of grumpy, congested people including myself. Allison got some kind of virus that included a full body rash that freaked us out. But as the Dr put it, "the good thing about rashes is that you know right away if it's a bad one and this one is not one of the bad ones". It did require 3 days out of daycare. I really don't understand how stay-at-home moms do it. I run out of entertainment for her, and I can't exactly take her out much since she's contagious. She does LOVE the outdoors, so I propped up and umbrella and we sat on a blanket in the grass for nearly half an hour and did a few stroller rides around the neighborhood.
She's getting better at walking, but still requires assistance. I can say "walk" and on cue she'll raise her arms up so I grab them with her hands around a finger on each hand and we take off around the house, usually in search of a kitty. Jeff and I have tried sitting a few feet apart and coaxed her to walk over, and she'll get excited and usually just lunge instead of walking, but she keeps trying so that's good. For a couple weeks now we'll watch her playing or cruising along a wall and she'll let go and stand balancing but it doesn't last more than a few seconds. She does that on her own, no coaxing from us, so we know she wants to learn :)
I caught her virus and had a fever (but no rash) this weekend. Jeff had to do all the parenting while I shivered and slept the day away in the bed. By Sunday afternoon the pain was in my ears and a few hours later I was crying, the boo-hoo sobbing that is uncontrollable. I haven't had an ear perforation in nearly 15 years so I texted my sister (who had one a few months ago) and asked if there was anything to do to relieve the pain. She said no, she had taken a loratab and it didn't touch her pain - said she'd rather go through labor than an ear perforation. Naturally I had to show Jeff that message, as if it's proof to have someone elses word that I was in pain, since sometimes I wonder if he questions my threshold for pain. He would never say it out loud (he's too smart for that) but you know sometimes when you think you can read someones mind. I've never been able to turn those tables because I've heard his story where he broke a tooth and had the root hanging down, exposed to air - for days! like it was no big thing. He's not a baby at all when he's sick, and yes, I'm so grateful for that. But it is a little frustrating that he never shows pain. I can think of at least 4 big events that left me in screams and/or tears since we've known each other (natural child labor, back pain, breastfeeding and ear problems), nothing for him. Seriously, I'm trying to remember one thing for him and I can't. I have mixed emotions of jealousy and admiration. Guess I'll just count my lucky starts I married a tough healthy man!
So to finish my story, I had managed to stop crying for a minute and came into the kitchen, heard an airplane in my head, said something to Jeff about it who looked at me like I was crazy and then I smiled. My ear started opening up and draining and the pain was gone. Relief.
We finished dinner and packed up Allison to catch the last couple hours of the Panoply Arts festival downtown. (hey, it was big outdoor entertainment!) She had a good time. Especially in Kaylee's wagon. She's fascinated with chairs her size right now. She has a step stool for the bathroom that is in her bedroom because she'll just climb and sit all over that thing. When we travel and leave her booster seat on the floor, she loves that. She loves to climb in our lap if we're sitting indian style on the floor. And now I see she loves that little red wagon that had a fold down seat built in it. I think her Mimi bought her some kind of kid rocker, so I'm curious what she'll think of that.
She's getting better at walking, but still requires assistance. I can say "walk" and on cue she'll raise her arms up so I grab them with her hands around a finger on each hand and we take off around the house, usually in search of a kitty. Jeff and I have tried sitting a few feet apart and coaxed her to walk over, and she'll get excited and usually just lunge instead of walking, but she keeps trying so that's good. For a couple weeks now we'll watch her playing or cruising along a wall and she'll let go and stand balancing but it doesn't last more than a few seconds. She does that on her own, no coaxing from us, so we know she wants to learn :)
I caught her virus and had a fever (but no rash) this weekend. Jeff had to do all the parenting while I shivered and slept the day away in the bed. By Sunday afternoon the pain was in my ears and a few hours later I was crying, the boo-hoo sobbing that is uncontrollable. I haven't had an ear perforation in nearly 15 years so I texted my sister (who had one a few months ago) and asked if there was anything to do to relieve the pain. She said no, she had taken a loratab and it didn't touch her pain - said she'd rather go through labor than an ear perforation. Naturally I had to show Jeff that message, as if it's proof to have someone elses word that I was in pain, since sometimes I wonder if he questions my threshold for pain. He would never say it out loud (he's too smart for that) but you know sometimes when you think you can read someones mind. I've never been able to turn those tables because I've heard his story where he broke a tooth and had the root hanging down, exposed to air - for days! like it was no big thing. He's not a baby at all when he's sick, and yes, I'm so grateful for that. But it is a little frustrating that he never shows pain. I can think of at least 4 big events that left me in screams and/or tears since we've known each other (natural child labor, back pain, breastfeeding and ear problems), nothing for him. Seriously, I'm trying to remember one thing for him and I can't. I have mixed emotions of jealousy and admiration. Guess I'll just count my lucky starts I married a tough healthy man!
So to finish my story, I had managed to stop crying for a minute and came into the kitchen, heard an airplane in my head, said something to Jeff about it who looked at me like I was crazy and then I smiled. My ear started opening up and draining and the pain was gone. Relief.
We finished dinner and packed up Allison to catch the last couple hours of the Panoply Arts festival downtown. (hey, it was big outdoor entertainment!) She had a good time. Especially in Kaylee's wagon. She's fascinated with chairs her size right now. She has a step stool for the bathroom that is in her bedroom because she'll just climb and sit all over that thing. When we travel and leave her booster seat on the floor, she loves that. She loves to climb in our lap if we're sitting indian style on the floor. And now I see she loves that little red wagon that had a fold down seat built in it. I think her Mimi bought her some kind of kid rocker, so I'm curious what she'll think of that.
5:50 PM
Jeff just doesn't remember when he broke his leg in 7th grade. That is the only time I knew he had any real pain. And it was bad