Packing - take 2

Well I somehow managed to get the kids packed despite a sore cheek (dentist yesterday) and a migraine .

Tonight is round 2 of packing. I have no idea if I even have enough clean clothes for me for a week, I guess if I don't I will just have to take dirty and wash them there :) Ohhh maybe I could have mom wash them for me....its been forever since she's done that.

The next time you'll hear from me I'll be on the road or actually in Arkansas.

Whoo Hoo

Packing

I hate to pack, wait let me rephrase that, I hate to pack a suitcase when I am crunched for time. I mean I normally like to pack when things are orderly...but the last few days (see previous post) and the fact last weekend we went out of town...well I "just know" I am going to forget something. I am even to tired to may a mental list in my head...the second I think about something else...bam my list disappears and I have to start all over again!.



So instead I am watching Lazy Town on tv....which could be another blog in itself...I mean come on a tv show about a town that was lazy from watching too much tv/video games....isn't that a little ironic?



Don't worry, I'll get things packed, we'll leave on time (or shortly thereafter) and the trip will go great...now if we can only get it to snow some while there in Arkansas.

4 hours in the ER

Yesterday our 2.5 year old Isabel (Iz) started running a fever around noon, so at 1 I gave her some motrin and she seemed to look better. At 5 she looked sick again so I took her temp and it was 102.6, so I called the nurse line to see if she might need to be seen today, mainly because we are going to be traveling this weekend and eveyone knows its no fun to travel while sick.

The advice nurse said she had no open appointments for today, but if her fever was still present in the am call back and see if any opened up, otherwise if her temp rose over 104 go ahead and come to the ER.

At 10 I went to her room to give her tylenol and discovered she was burning up. I took her temp and it was 105. So we loaded up and went to the ER.

We sat and sat, which was kinda odd since the waiting room had very few people in it. The Naval Hospital is supposed to have this "fast track" system where "urgent but not deathly" people are seen by one dr, and true emergencies are serviced by another. Apparently this usually is supposed to run 9pm -9am, but this night (of course its the night we go) they decided to run it midnight - noon.

We are finally seen at 12:30 and the Dr looks her over. He said her ears, nose, throat all look clear, nothing in the lungs, so it's probably just a fever virus. He then asks id she had any urinary problems. I said no, well the last few days she would tell me she was wet, and when I'd go to change her she would be dry....then later she would fill her diaper in less than 5 minutes. He asked if we could get her to pee in a cup....no go...so they had to cath her. I felt sooo bad as they were doing it. They brought in another nurse to hold her legs, and I had to hold her hands. It was soo sad lookig into her eyes as she was crying NO! I kept thinking "I feel so bad about even bringing it up, if she's not sick I am going to feel even more guilty"

After they were done they brought her a popsicle and she stopped crying. About 15 minutes later the Dr came in and said he was really glad I mentioned the peeing stuff because he was going to just send us home to rotate tylenol and motrin, but turns out she had a very bad bladder infection. So he wanted to give her a shot immediately, have her take 10 days of antibiotics and then come in 2-3 weeks to be re-checked. At that point I was soo glad I mentioned the peeing even if it never even occured to me that she was sick.

The nurse then came back in with a shot about the size of those you vaccinate cattle with. I swear the needle was 3 inches long. Iz started crying, they had to bring in Mr strong nurse in to hold her down...and it took the nurse forever to get all of the medicine into her little heiny.

She was soo upset. I was so upset. All I could do is hold her and rock her and tell her she's going to be ok. The nurse came back in and gave her a popsicle and she ate it while crying.

We finally got out of there and on the road. Mike mentioned we needed to get gas b/c the low fuel light was on. So about 1 mile from the gas station guess what....that's right, we ran out of gas. We had to call road-side assistance, the guy came and brought us gas (and once he heard we had been at the ER since 10:30, and it was now 2:45 he gave us the gas for free. )

We finally made it home, by this time I had a migraine and barely slept at all....some from the pain, but mostly because I was still worried about Iz.

This am, we had a bout with the fever, but this afternoon/night she is doing LOTS better. The Dr cleared her to travel, so we'll once again be hitting the road.

New blog, new day...free beer

Well today is a normal day.  The kids alternate between playing and fighting.  I have spent the afternoon researching how to paint Iz's room.  We are going to start painting it this weekend b/c her flooring will be here on Monday.  We hope to have it all finished by the end of labor day.  We did Andrew's a few weeks ago, we changed his room color and pulled up his nasty carpet and put down hardwood.  Which I wasn't to sure of until I have realized it stays MUCH CLEANER!  Hopefully Iz's will follow suit.  We also have to finish painting her dresser.  It has been half painted since she was born, but we bought a paint sprayer so it should go much quicker this time. 

Then the only two rooms left will be the master bedroom and master bath.  We have already bought the paint for the bedroom and the bath, and have even got the tile for the bathroom.  I figure as soon as Iz's room is done we'll start tearing out the bathroom so we can get the flooring pulled up, the room painted, the floor tiled, and the pedestal sink put in. 

After that we will paint our room

then finally finish the small amount of tile that goes in the coat closet and in the laundry area, stack the dryers, and build a laundry folding area beside the dryer.

-----All this has to be done by christmas.

Anyone want to help???  free beer??

Somedays it sucks

Some days are worse than others.  You know what I'm talking about...not the kind of day where something major bad is going wrong, but days when a funk is around.  Well today is my funk day.  I am still in my pj's and functioning, but I really just want to listen to sad music and sit in a wallow of pity.  For those of you who do not know we have been having problems getting pregnant.  Its been well over a year of trying, and while a year isn't very long in the medical world, when you add to the year a miscarriage and the fact I apparently have stopped ovulating on my own, it is a very long time.  A long time of ups and downs, popping pills, hormones, needles, tests, it all sucks.  I know the reason I am so funky today is because I have finished my round of progesterone.  For those of you who have failed health class progesterone is what the body produces after ovulating.  So b/c the test revealed I didn't ovulate last month I have to now trick my body into thinking it actually did ovulate.  So add another pill to my stash for 5 days. and then wait for the progesterone to drop and bring on my period.  The I get to start what will be round 4 of clomid. Clomid brings on all sorts of mood swings too, so its a bumpy ride around here.  It suck it suck its sucks it sucks it suck it sucks (maybe I think if I keep saying it sucks it will turn out differently, who knows?) 

So anyway new dr this month.  one I have to drive over an hour to see.  anyway if I end up ovulating this month but I don't get pregnant then we are going to be doing a dye test.  Apparently they force a solution into my uterus and do x-rays to see if my tubs are blocked or if my previous c-sections/d&c did any damage that is preventing me from becoming pregnant. 

It sucks It sucks..

and its getting old. really fast. 

So anyway today my kids are being subjected to one of those days my sister and I used to do....loud music on the stereo and scrubbing every surface in sight.  I think after I am done cleaning I might break the sewing machine and sew.   Or maybe paint...I haven't painted in a while.  And I think homemade fajita's so I can test out our tortilla press might be good for dinner

One last thing....it sucks

What a great national night out

Well I was debating on us going this year.  Last year it was great, but this year the heat index at 5pm was going to be 105.  Well, we decided to go and  it was HOT Iz fell asleep on the way there and then slept in her stroller the first 30 minutes.  SO then there is this thing the police do.  They give away 120 bikes of various sizes.  You have to stand in line for a ticket, then put your ticket in the box of the bike you want and then every hour starting at 6:30 they draw the winner (you have to be present)  They do 40 or so bikes each hour so you have to stand in line all over again if you don't win one during the first draw.  Well last year the line was about a mile long so we didn't even mess with it.  This year the national night out started at 6 and we got there as soon as it started.  We decided to walk down around the bike booth first, when we got there there was hardly anyone in line so we decided to do it.  We got our tickets (one for Iz and one for Andrew) and they had seven 12" bikes in both girls and boys.  I put Iz's ticket in 4 (there was 1 other ticket in there) and Andrew put his in 3.  We walked around till it was time for the draw....and Andrew's number got called!  DH took Iz with him up to get the bike and to register it with the police.  Then they called the next one and Iz won a bike too!  SO here I am trying to get through the crowd with 2 strollers and a 3 year old crying b/c his daddy left to go up front.  One of the Police men came up to me and asked if my husband had just come up there with a little girl, I told him yes and he said if you'll give me your ticket I'll have him register the second bike so you don't have to get the 2 strollers up there (Thank God!)  So not only did they get bikes, but target furnished them with helmets too!.  I took their pictures with their bikes so I can send thank you cards to the business that sponsored their bikes.  Now here's the thing...we had plannedon getting Andrew a bike for christmas...my mom said I should just put the bike away and give it to him for christmas, but trust me he's not going to forget his new bike (he even wanted to sleep with the helmet)  And Iz we actually got her a tricycle for her birthday, so we think we are going to let her keep her helmet and give her the tricycle still for her birthday and then give her the bike for christmas.  Now we have to come up with a big gift for Andrew for Christmas...lmbo!

Now for Pictures:

First is Iz after she finally woke up

Andrew, Iz and DH with a race car

 

Andrew and his bike

 

 

Iz and her bike

 

Yeah - so I am in trouble

ok so I have a food that I love to eat...cake batter...yeah I know raw eggs..yada yada.  Well I keep this craving at bay b/c I never buy cake mixes.  so most of the time my craving is at 9 pm and I don't want to get out of my PJ's and run to the store just to satisfy my craving (ok that's not the reason...I do not want to bake at 9pm at night and then have to clean up....and I couldn't see all the extra batter go to waste b/c after a tablespoon my craving is cured.)

So today The kids and I were going to make Mike cupcakes for our picnic on Sunday. (Tomorrow I am getting my hair colored/cut/pedi/massage so not cooking cupcakes tomorrow)

So I get up only to realize Mike took the Tahoe to work...no big deal except I HAVE NO CAKE MIX.  SO I do my usual allrecipes.com search (and for those of you who have never used the site...IT ROCKS!)  and I find one titled easy white cake recipe.  SO I tried it...did the whole cake thing from scratch...and...OMG the batter tasted like ice cream, the kids loved it too! (oh and I used eggs that had been pasturized so no worries there).  Anyway it made 12 exactly (minus our tasting portion) and now they are baking in the oven. 

This is now my downfall...b/c I am a math wiz (LMBO)  Anytime I am now hungry at 9pm I can cut the recipe in to 1/4 or heck 1/8th and eat my small portion good right...heck no...like I need to eat cake batter on a whim!