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Princess had diarrhea at school yesterday. She is a HUGE freakin' drama queen whenever this happens. Her school has caught on and they try to talk her down before calling me to get her. This time, she had a low grade temp along with it, so they called me to see what I wanted to do. I picked her up. She was lying on the cot practicing for her future academy award.
Two hours later, she was running around like a crazy person playing with BamBam, no sign of sickness to be found.
This morning, the first thing she said when she woke up, Mommy, I don't feel well. I need to stay home from school. My belly hurts.
I called my husband to see how she was last night. I had an away game and was didn't get home until after bedtime. He left for work in the wee hours of the morning and we didn't get much of a chance to talk. These 8 weeks of softball really throw me for a loop. I'm used to being the one in the know about their every bowel movement. Sad, but true. He claims she was fine. I let her talk to him and she threw on her best pathetic sick voice.
He thinks she's faking it. So do I.
BUT, it will completely throw my day off if I have to go back and get her after dropping her off. I am overbooked beyond capacity this week...aka I'm trying to do 5 things at once instead of just 3. The last 2 times I've made her go and stick it out, I ended up having to go get her within an hour or so. Not necessarily because she was too sick to be there, but because she caused so much drama about not feeling well, they sent her home.
SO, I've let her stay home with the threat that if she starts running around playing, I'm bringing her into school late. She has a half day tomorrow, so that will be a better day to force her to go.
Grrr...stomach aches are so hard for me. I never know if she's faking it or not. I'm very frustrated.
Any advice here?
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I’ve complained before
About this generation,
How they seem lazy
And have a sense of
Being entitled to things
In lieu of hard work
I take it ALL back.
The girls on my team right now
Aren’t that way at all
They far exceeded
All of my expectations
I am so impressed.
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I won’t have a final number until Monday, but these girls are going CRAZY selling bracelets for Lauren. Rumor has it that 2 girls alone within the first day exceeded the $500 team goal. I’m very, very proud of them.
If you’d like to help raise money for baby Lauren’s family, check out her website here or click on her picture in my sidebar. Thanks :)
Yep, I’m considering it. Seriously.
I’ve always been, um, well endowed. Since having kids though, my breasts, they are gi-NORMOUS. The girls are quite heavy. They are usually well hidden behind mommy-friendly shirts. Every now and then though, I let them out on display...and they cause a bit of attention. They are extremely disproportionate to the rest of my body.
Oh, and my bras? Well, they look like they should be hanging on the wall of an Italian restaurant. No pretty little Victoria Secret decorative bras for me. Over the shoulder, boulder holder...much more accurate...much less attractive. There are many medical reasons why carrying around all that extra weight in my chest area isn't a great idea. Additionally, I've seen my future. My poor, late Grammy also had large breasts and when she was about 90, I had to help her get dressed. She literally had to pick them each up to place them into her bra. They were hanging out at about her navel. Like empty socks. *shudder*
Absorb that image for a moment. It's one that has been permanently burnt into my memory.
In an attempt to help you erase that image, I'll share a recent picture of me:
OK, so I'm not as tone as I used to be and could stand to lose 15 10 pounds. My waist, still little. I wear a size 8 pants. The rest of me really isn't big. Good thing I don't have to work in an office and dress up every day. Button up shirts SO don't fit over my rack. This dress was one of about 50 that I tried on at Kohl's. It was the only one that didn't make me look pregnant. Usually the ones that fit over the chest don't fit so good elsewhere.
Ironically, my neighbor wants to get breast implants. I told her we should go for a 2-fer. They can take from me and give to her. Personally, I think she's insane for wanting more. She and her husband think I'm insane for wanting less. My take? Wanting more is a cosmetic thing. Wanting less is more of a medical thing. I already see a chiropractor regularly. Pretty sure my insurance would cover the procedure.
My husband's take? Anything more than a handful is just a bonus. Yeah, I know, that is such a guy's response.
Anyone have experience with breast reduction surgery? Advice? Thoughts? Please share.
For those of you who share a bed with someone, I have a very serious question.
Which side of the bed do you sleep on?
We recently changed our master bedroom around and moved the bed from one side of the room to the other. The head of the bed used to be on the wall opposite the door. Therefore, when sleeping, I was on the left hand side of the bed. Now that we’ve moved the head of the bed to the same wall as the door, I sleep on the right hand side of the bed. So, left and right don’t really matter to me, it’s more about orientation of the bed in the room.
I also have to have one foot outside of the covers. My husband’s theory is that I can’t sleep unless I have one foot out of the door…it’s a family trait…there are more divorces in my family than happy marriages...my sister is on her 3rd marriage. Ha, ha…he’s a funny guy, that husband of mine. Guess that’s why I keep him around…for now.
Honestly, I have many reasons:
1) When I was a kid I used to have nightmares about being in a house fire. I want to be close to the door. I actually had a pillowcase under my bed with some clothes and prized possessions in case I ever needed a quick getaway. I was probably 5 years old.
2) I get up at least once a night to go to the bathroom. I am blind as a bat without my contacts and would probably break a leg if I had to stumble through the entire room to get there.
3) I am a mom to 2 kids and 2 dogs. I’m on call 24/7 and have to answer to their cries in the night.
Of course, part of the mom thing has me playing musical beds some nights. Last night, I started off by falling asleep with Princess, then going to my bed. Got up to check in on BamBam, who has taken to yelling in his sleep lately. He later joined us in our bed. On nights like that, I take what piece of a bed I can get just to get a little shut eye.
So, my friends, please do tell. Are you particular about right/left, are you a room orientation freak like me, or could you care less?
(It's Worldless Wednesday. Check back tomorrow for my Tell Me Thursday post with a story behind the pictures.)
Look at those eyes. Look at that smile. Isn’t she adorable?!
This beautiful baby is the niece of one my softball players. She is just seven months old and needs a liver transplant. I don’t typically pimp out MommyCosm, but this is definitely a worthy cause that hits close to home for me. It is my understanding that they can’t even put her onto a transplant list until the family raises about $35,000 to cover their share of the procedure. Gotta love our health care system. If you click on her picture, it will take you to a website where you can make a donation of any size. Any little bit will help.
Each season, I break my team down into small teams and we have a weekly challenge. They compete against each other for a grand prize at the end of the season. It’s great for team building and is a lot of fun. Lauren’s family is going to be selling wrist bands and we have added a challenge for this season. The small team to raise the most money selling these bands will win the challenge. If the entire team raises over $500, my husband has agreed to take them all out to eat at one of his restaurants. The giving spirit of these girls is truly amazing. I will update you when we're finished to let you know how much they raised. I'm very proud of them.
I am getting close to the one year anniversary of my donation of peripheral blood stem cells to a 21 year old woman with leukemia. Organ donation is a cause close to my heart.
I barely remember my kids at seven months. I assume they were starting to enjoy eating real foods. Both were still breast feeding at that age. I'm sure there were days when I thought I had it so rough. I can't even imagine what Lauren's mother is going through. If you're unable to give money, please send good thoughts and positive energy their way, 'k?
Note: The team does not know about MommyCosm. Please do not refer to me when donating...if you out me to them, I guarantee you my posts will become incredibly lame when I have to tone down for a pg-13 crowd;)
I had heard bits and pieces about this whole Wii thing. I didn’t really take notice or get too excited because I’m not really a big video game person. I mean, sure, I had an Atari 5200 back in the day and could play Frogger with the best of them. But as an adult, especially since becoming a mom, I don’t have a lot of time to waste. I’m lucky if I get 5 minutes alone in the bathroom. A luxury such as a mindless video game is way out of my realm.
That was until my husband kind of - sort of won a Wii at work. Really his friend/colleague won it and sold it to him for a steal. It has the whole sports package and Guitar Hero. He was so excited about it. It was all he talked about. I was very ehh, whatever about it. What’s the big deal?!
So naïve…so clueless am I.
I’ve had a really rough week with softball. The mean person ended up *ahem* “leaving the team for personal reasons” *ahem*. Long, emotional story and I’ve been a bit aloof this week online because it has consumed almost every bit of my energy and I can’t technically talk about it. Not fair for a blogging mom used to sharing every detail of life with you.
Anyhow, I met my girlfriends for dinner on Thursday night (a rare event) and when I came home, my husband was not only scrubbing the floor (!!!!), but had set up the new Wii for me. He recommended the boxing game.
OMG, I beat the SNOT out of Mr. Wii Guy!! And it felt SOOOO good. I was sweating and dancing around the living room after the big KO. I could feel the frustration and stress of my week just melt away and was able to laugh for the first time in what felt like ages.
We’re going to SC for my dad’s wedding this weekend and I’m considering packing it. Want to avoid therapy bills? Two words: Blog and Wii. Want to take out frustration on your spouse? Get two of the nunchuk paddles and you can actually box eachother!
I mean, seriously, am I really the last person alive to get a Wii? I feel so behind in the times.
I'm not ready to share a lot of detail right now, but I had someone be extremely mean to me yesterday. It was another coach. In front of both our junior varsity and varsity team. It left me speachless. I KNOW, me...speachless?!
It also reduced me to tears the entire way home, about a 30 minute ride. I don't cry. Not never. Just as a rule. I cried in front of my Princess and had to explain that someone was very mean to me and it hurt my feelings. I was up all night considering my options and what results I would like to see. I spent a long time composing an email to the mean person and others involved this morning. Felt a little better.
I read my horoscope after sending out the email:
Get involved today -- don't shy away from putting yourself in the spotlight or ruffling a few feathers. If you see someone getting undeserved abuse, defend them! Don't just turn a blind eye and tell yourself that it's none of your business. Of course, you can't be a volunteer police officer and dive into dangerous situations, but there are going to be a couple of situations where someone needs to be put in their place. Give mean people a piece of your mind.
LOL. How does this happen? How can your horoscope be so completely dead on? Ever feel like certain things in the universe are simply out of your control?
Oh, yes. I put him in his place and definitely gave him a piece of my mind. In a more appropriate manner and forum than he chose to attack me. I guess I should feel better knowing that it was in the stars all along?
...I'm just a little MIA this week.
I tried to scan an adorable "Map to Aruba" that Princess drew. Damn scanner isn't working. It starts off with blue marker with the word "cold" followed by a blue line with an arrow followed by a red line with an arrow. At the end, she wrote "AR OO BA". Very cute. Would've been great for a Wordless Wednesday post. Oh well.
The Chronicles of BamBam continue. We had a follow up visit with the specialist yesterday. His lymph nodes around his appendix are still swollen. The fevers have gone away and he has more than gained his weight back. The kid is eating us out of the house. He has intermittent pain around his appendix area and horrible night sweats. We had to get him to pee in a cup again. I'm an expert now. Also had to get a stool sample and bring him for more blood work. Didn't see the portal to Aruba while we were there, although I looked for it, I swear.
Chester might have kennel cough, but I haven't had a chance to bring him to the vet. BamBam's hospital visit trumped his vet appointment. He's going to have to wait a bit.
Princess was home with diarrhea Mon and Tues. She's such a drama queen. Totally freaks out and makes me look in the toilet whenever she has anything usual. I wonder when she will outgrow that??
Oh, yeah. And it's softball season in MommyCosm. Like I don't have enough going on. SO, We're finally outside. There's just a smidgen of snow left near the dug outs. I think we might actually pull off our first game on Friday. I have either practice or a game every day Mon-Friday for about another 8 weeks. God help us.
So, I'm OK over here in MommyCosm, just a very busy week with a few unexpected happenings taking up my free/blogging time. Hopefully things slow down soon.
