Friday, March 28, 2008

News Flash for Chelsea.....

When a person who is asking me to vote for them to become my President BLATANTLY LIES, it is DAMN WELL my business.

When my president BLATANTLY LIES about a moral issue, it is DAMN WELL my business.


Monday, March 24, 2008

No Tubes! No Tubes! No Tubes!

Ugh - I feel like a hippy now......

We took Patrick to the Ear Nose and Throat doctor on the advisement of the resident/nurse/assistant woman at our doctor's office. He continues to have "ear infections" on a regular basis and anti-biotics just aren't helping. It seems that as soon as we clear up one ear, the other becomes infected. I was assured when they did the referral that they would look into other options before they did tubes. When I saw the doctor he says to me, you realize you're here for tubes right?

Uh Wrong.

My son does not have pain, discharge, fever, sleeping/behavior problems due to "ear infections." We are NOT DOING TUBES. The doctor was confused - but he was very nice about it. He wanted to know why I was against them, I explained above. He said usually when parents come to him they are on their last straw due to above. He kind of insinuated that I should not be there if I wasn't. I didn't think so either. So I asked him what else can we try. He insinuated I should be discussing that with his primary care. I thought so too. He did give me a pamplet to read on when to get tubes which only reinforced my opinion, and suggested I ask my dr. about switching to soy formula, which we will be doing.

He also indicated that unless we had any of above things that we DO NOT have, we should not need anti-biotics. Yea. Suffice it to say I will no longer be seeing assistant/nurse woman - I will insist on his regular doctor. Nurse/assistant lady who looked at him about a week ago said he had an infection and needed anti-biotics. ENT who saw him a few days later said no. Regular Dr. today said no. I am wondering now how many times we saw her and she prescribed anti-biotics did we really need them???

Anyway, he is doing well. Third tooth still hasn't broken the surface but doc says should be any day now as they are RIGHT THERE. He is still happy and smiling and every parent at the day care wishes they could take my kid home instead of theirs.


Friday, March 21, 2008

We Interrupt Your Reguarly Scheduled Programming.....

To bring you this news bulletin.

I think I may change the name of my blog to "Typical White Person"

That is all.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

One Tooth, Two Teeth, Three Teeth, Four Teeth

OMG! This kid will not stop sprouting teeth. There are now TWO on the bottom that are through the gum and I could swear I saw a third under the surface this morning. However, he does have vampire teeth - they are not the two front teeth but in the corners of his lower jaw. At least they are not pointed.

Some of you may have noticed I had a birthday pass that I did not allude to here. If Aunt Tammi would not have mentioned it, you probably wouldn't have known. For some reason it did not seem important this year, and I did not really get excited or enjoy it. I tried to go get some new work clothes, and ended up depressed instead. I NEED AVACATION PEOPLE.


Monday, March 10, 2008

Houston - We Have a Tooth!

Well almost anyway. Patrick was biting my arm this weekend and it HURT. So I checked and sure enough, there was a sharp spot. You can see the tops of two teeth through his gum. So I'm guessing they will make an appearance in the next few days. He is just getting way too big.

We had some friends come over yesterday, they have two boys, the youngest is almost nine. Patrick was "chasing" him around the yard yesterday (his mom was holding Patrick and running behind him) and he was HYSTERICALLY laughing. He loves him. Last night, he actually said his name, and it was very clear. My kid is a genius.


Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Deliverance Has Visited Upon Me

Da da Da da Da da Da da DAAAA

So I have to thank T1G as he reminded my of a funny story.....

When we went to the hospital for Patrick's surgery we had quite the experience. There we were in the waiting room, and this mother sits across from us and starts up a conversation. At first I was like cool, a distraction. But oh how I lived to regret those words. I think she was THE definition of in-bred hillbilly. Her son was in getting his tubes REMOVED as they caused more problems than they helped (part of the reason my husband and I are so against them for Patrick, but I digress) anywho, she seemed nice enough but really loud, and mildly retarded. So then she says, I saw you guys in the pre-surgery waiting room, your son is the SPINACH IMAGE of his daddy, I told my husband, I bet that's his daddy, he's the SPINACH IMAGE of him. blah de blah blah..... At this point I'm trying REALLY hard not to laugh, just saying yea and uh huh and in the right places, praying desperately that she will LEAVE ME ALONE. So after a while I guess she got the picture because she left. Anyway a short while later, her mom/sister/cousin comes back in and asks where her husband/cousin/grandfather is. She thinks he's in the bathroom (which by the way is right there in the waiting room). So she proceeds to check. And opens the door (to the men's room) and starts yelling hey - ya in here? To which he responds, and then, THEN SHE PROCEEDS TO STAND THERE WITH THE DOOR OPEN AND HAVE A CONVERSATION WITH HIM WHILE HE'S TAKING A SHIT. And you could tell he was 'cause he was straining. I mean for like five minutes people. I almost died! They really should keep these people locked up. Then, they called to tell her to bring a bottle back for her kid and she's walking around the waiting room asking for a pocketknife so she can open her can of formula. And of course, grandpa/cousin/brother has one. For cyring out loud. I blame my mother in law - she works with mentally disabled people, they are drawn to her like flies.


Monday, March 03, 2008


So the other day I walked into the WONDERFUL daycare I now take my son to, and one of the mom's said to me - now there's a well dressed woman, you look fabulous!!!

I was so surprised I almost didn't say thank you. Can I just say how much that means to me after 9 months of losing my mind to think I can at least pull myself together enough to look nice, let alone fabulous?!? BTW Aunt Tammi, I was wearing my Christmas wool peacoat. ;)

In other news - the other day Patrick actually STOOD UP! I have a video - if I think of it I'll upload tonight. I can't believe how big he is getting! I am starting to see some of me in him finally, and that makes me feel good - I was starting to wonder if I had some kind of immaculate conception....LOL

My mom asked me the other day what our plans were for his 1st birthday. Whaaaa???? When did this happen? I can't believe it. I'm thinking we don't really need to do a big huge party, he doesn't even realize what is going on. Maybe I'm a bad mom :)