Well troubles. Definitely not on my list of favorite troubles. In fact, I wish to hunt down the well fairy and give her a piece of my mind.
In case I'm being to indirect and subtle, our well troubles are far from over.
They're supposed to be.
We had our water treated and couldn't use anything for a whole day. No showers, no drinks of water, cleaning out all the contaminated ice, no washing dishes, we weren't even supposed to flush the toilet.
And yesterday we found out that it didn't do any good, so the money we paid was for nothing. And we had to do it again. For twice the cost as last time. No water today. Just finished flushing it all out.
Our house smells like a pool. They use chlorine to clean and kill everything. So I'm having strange swimming flashbacks. Kinda cool, because I totally loved the pool and swimming lessons and the swim team... but you know, it's our house. Not a pool in the middle of a hot summer day. So I'm not really so thrilled. Now I want to go swimming but I can't.
In other news, Piper is totally all better from whatever was ailing her. And she is hating life. Teething sucks. But she is utterly thrilled with oragel, so things aren't all that bad.
Okay, it's time for me to go now. Lots of anxiety and efficiency combined with severe shortage of sleep is not good for anybody. Much less a 21 year old mother who wakes up 4 to 5 times a night and then is up at 7 for the day.
Toodles y'all.
8.21.2008
Piper plays. More.
Suspicious of the camera she was distracted from her playing
But quickly rediscovered the joys of the ball in front of her
And got over her suspicions in time to give me a big smile while wiggling all over
And then had to look over at daddy who was laughing at her antics and therefore ruining mommy's shot.
But the ball is irresistible and so she reached out with both hands and grabbed it.
I have to tell you, this is the first time she's really grabbed something on purpose. It was pretty dang cute. She wasn't really sure what to do with it once she got it, but it was still grand. She actually swung it and re-caught it a few times too. She's growing up so fast!
8.20.2008
West Nile
To test for West Nile you go to the little clinic that is designated for your area. This is to cut down on how many clinics need to be equipped for testing. Also so they can keep an accurate account of how many cases have been diagnosed and in which areas. They do it for free, and they'll treat you for free too. All you have to do is make an appointment and go get your blood drawn and they'll test it and let you know within a week what your results were. And they'll set up care for you and answer any questions you may have.
So as a precaution, since we couldn't figure out what I was sick with, we went last Thursday to get me tested. West Nile is common in this area, and I have many mosquito bites. I always was concerned because while it isn't supposed to be contagious, you never can tell when you're breastfeeding.
Rest assured, Piper is safe. It can't be passed that way. In fact, only antibodies to the virus can be, so she is, in fact, less likely to get it.
If I had it. which I doubt. But I got a call this morning letting me know that the rather large vial of blood they drew a week ago was not enough and could I please come back so they could drain me dry? I may be exaggerating the phrasing a little.
I still have a large bruise from the last time they drew my blood. It's free, and let me tell you, you get what you pay for. She jiggled the needle all around in my arm trying to get the tourniquet off before she took it out, and let me tell you, if the same lady is doing it again, I will walk out of the room.
I have had my blood drawn many times. Many many times. Once I had to fill 10 vials. I know all the different techniques used. This lady had none. She should not have been allowed to hold that dumb vial, much less be the one to fill it.
I don't even have West Nile, and I still have to be put through this riggamaroll to satisfy my husband. And my doctors. This Bites.
So to take my mind off it, and yours, here are some pictures of my beautiful baby.
She loves holding her own hand
And eating her hand
And waving them both at me
And waving them at her fishies. And whacking them.
The fishies, not her hands.
So as a precaution, since we couldn't figure out what I was sick with, we went last Thursday to get me tested. West Nile is common in this area, and I have many mosquito bites. I always was concerned because while it isn't supposed to be contagious, you never can tell when you're breastfeeding.
Rest assured, Piper is safe. It can't be passed that way. In fact, only antibodies to the virus can be, so she is, in fact, less likely to get it.
If I had it. which I doubt. But I got a call this morning letting me know that the rather large vial of blood they drew a week ago was not enough and could I please come back so they could drain me dry? I may be exaggerating the phrasing a little.
I still have a large bruise from the last time they drew my blood. It's free, and let me tell you, you get what you pay for. She jiggled the needle all around in my arm trying to get the tourniquet off before she took it out, and let me tell you, if the same lady is doing it again, I will walk out of the room.
I have had my blood drawn many times. Many many times. Once I had to fill 10 vials. I know all the different techniques used. This lady had none. She should not have been allowed to hold that dumb vial, much less be the one to fill it.
I don't even have West Nile, and I still have to be put through this riggamaroll to satisfy my husband. And my doctors. This Bites.
So to take my mind off it, and yours, here are some pictures of my beautiful baby.
She loves holding her own hand
And eating her hand
And waving them both at me
And waving them at her fishies. And whacking them.The fishies, not her hands.
So now I can be in a good mood. She's so beautiful.
8.18.2008
Routine
I never really thought I'd say this, but I need a routine.
I can't handle this whole 'wake-up-and-everything-is-different-everyday' thing.
It's driving me batty.
Some days Logan works a little. I never know when those days are. He let's me know about 10 minutes before he leaves.
Some days Piper wakes up at the butt-crack of dawn and is ready to be up for the day.
Some days she sleeps most of the day (like today).
Some days I feel like crap and all i want to do is sleep.
Some days me and Piper are happy and play all day.
I really don't mind the differences with Piper, she's growing girl and I can adapt. But I get breakfast sometimes. Sometimes I don't eat anything until dinner and not much then. (Besides that, I've been getting really nauseous for some reason.)
My body is reacting to the ambiguity of my day. It doesn't know what's going on or if it'll get fed, or how much sleep it's going to get... no wonder it's freaking out on me.
I don't really know what to do, but I intend to figure out what I want for a schedule and implement it as soon as possible.
I've already established that I like planning. :)
Anyways, it's getting late, and I think tomorrow is going to be one of Piper's early days. So I'll see you all later!
I can't handle this whole 'wake-up-and-everything-is-different-everyday' thing.
It's driving me batty.
Some days Logan works a little. I never know when those days are. He let's me know about 10 minutes before he leaves.
Some days Piper wakes up at the butt-crack of dawn and is ready to be up for the day.
Some days she sleeps most of the day (like today).
Some days I feel like crap and all i want to do is sleep.
Some days me and Piper are happy and play all day.
I really don't mind the differences with Piper, she's growing girl and I can adapt. But I get breakfast sometimes. Sometimes I don't eat anything until dinner and not much then. (Besides that, I've been getting really nauseous for some reason.)
My body is reacting to the ambiguity of my day. It doesn't know what's going on or if it'll get fed, or how much sleep it's going to get... no wonder it's freaking out on me.
I don't really know what to do, but I intend to figure out what I want for a schedule and implement it as soon as possible.
I've already established that I like planning. :)
Anyways, it's getting late, and I think tomorrow is going to be one of Piper's early days. So I'll see you all later!
8.15.2008
Oh well.
All's well that ends well.
Ah, well...
Well then.
Well done.
Well well well...
So, guess what. Our water, yeah, that's right! It comes from a well. A contaminated well as we recently found out. The water we've been drinking and showering with, and using to wash Piper, and for her formula... it's toxic.
No wonder she's been sick!!!
And in case you were wondering, that's why I haven't been around lately. I got uber sick. Although they aren't sure that it's a well thing, they think it might be West Nile. Oh the joys we go through!
By the way, since we halted the water intake Piper is almost completely better. But I think the remaining little sniffles and slight fever are because she is teething rather than from anything more sinister.
Oh yeah! She's teething!!! Sucks at bedtime, but it's actually kinda cool.
Also, I'm doing better-ish. Not quite one hundred percent yet, but loads better than at the beginning of the week.
The other reason I haven't been updating or having any contact with the wonderful computer would be because of my wonderful husband. Insert sarcasm here.
*Sigh* He has discovered, or rediscovered Diablo II. A dumb online game that he hasn't been able to play for a long time because we haven't had internet. But we do now. And so every spare moment is spent with the dumb computer, closeted away from the rest of the house. He gets on whenever he has a chance. And those come frequently because he's the one in charge of his schedule. He doesn't even come to bed until after I've been alseep for over an hour. :(
But I am strong and I will figure out a way to either be okay with that or secretly hide or otherwise get rid of the dumb game without him getting mad at me. ;) wish me luck! Either way I'm gonna need it.
Anyways, I better go, my adorable little princess is getting hungry and she grins at me so big when she realizes she's going to eat. It's utterly adorable.
And here's more of her being utterly adorable.
Ah, well...
Well then.
Well done.
Well well well...
So, guess what. Our water, yeah, that's right! It comes from a well. A contaminated well as we recently found out. The water we've been drinking and showering with, and using to wash Piper, and for her formula... it's toxic.
No wonder she's been sick!!!
And in case you were wondering, that's why I haven't been around lately. I got uber sick. Although they aren't sure that it's a well thing, they think it might be West Nile. Oh the joys we go through!
By the way, since we halted the water intake Piper is almost completely better. But I think the remaining little sniffles and slight fever are because she is teething rather than from anything more sinister.
Oh yeah! She's teething!!! Sucks at bedtime, but it's actually kinda cool.
Also, I'm doing better-ish. Not quite one hundred percent yet, but loads better than at the beginning of the week.
The other reason I haven't been updating or having any contact with the wonderful computer would be because of my wonderful husband. Insert sarcasm here.
*Sigh* He has discovered, or rediscovered Diablo II. A dumb online game that he hasn't been able to play for a long time because we haven't had internet. But we do now. And so every spare moment is spent with the dumb computer, closeted away from the rest of the house. He gets on whenever he has a chance. And those come frequently because he's the one in charge of his schedule. He doesn't even come to bed until after I've been alseep for over an hour. :(
But I am strong and I will figure out a way to either be okay with that or secretly hide or otherwise get rid of the dumb game without him getting mad at me. ;) wish me luck! Either way I'm gonna need it.
Anyways, I better go, my adorable little princess is getting hungry and she grins at me so big when she realizes she's going to eat. It's utterly adorable.
And here's more of her being utterly adorable.
8.09.2008
Love and Marriage
Love and marriage,
Love and marriage,
Go together like a horse and carriage,
This I tell ya brother,
You can't have one without the other.
Love and marriage,
Love and marriage,
It's an institute you can't disparage,
Ask the local gentry,
And they will say it's elementary.
Try, try, try, to separate them,
It's an illusion.
Try, try, try, and you will only come
To this conclusion,
Love and marriage,
Love and marriage,
Go together like a horse and carriage.
Dad was told by Mother,
You can't have one,
You can't have none,
You can't have one without the other.
Try, try, try, to separate them
It's an illusion.
Try, try, try, and you will only come
to this conclusion,
Love and marriage,
Love and marriage,
Go together like a horse and carriage.
Dad was told by mother,
You can't have one,
You can't have none,
You can't have one without the other!
If only. I only wish that the world's view on marriage was anywhere close to Frank's wonderful song. Times change and I despair to see what will happen to the most sacred and wonderful institution by the time my daughter has grown. It's a depressing thought.
Love and marriage,
Go together like a horse and carriage,
This I tell ya brother,
You can't have one without the other.
Love and marriage,
Love and marriage,
It's an institute you can't disparage,
Ask the local gentry,
And they will say it's elementary.
Try, try, try, to separate them,
It's an illusion.
Try, try, try, and you will only come
To this conclusion,
Love and marriage,
Love and marriage,
Go together like a horse and carriage.
Dad was told by Mother,
You can't have one,
You can't have none,
You can't have one without the other.
Try, try, try, to separate them
It's an illusion.
Try, try, try, and you will only come
to this conclusion,
Love and marriage,
Love and marriage,
Go together like a horse and carriage.
Dad was told by mother,
You can't have one,
You can't have none,
You can't have one without the other!
If only. I only wish that the world's view on marriage was anywhere close to Frank's wonderful song. Times change and I despair to see what will happen to the most sacred and wonderful institution by the time my daughter has grown. It's a depressing thought.
8.07.2008
Planning
I am a planner.
If I'm planning something then I feel important and like I have a purpose. It doesn't have to be anything more than a girls night out. Or a really nice dinner for me and Logan. If I'm planning I don't feel useless and I don't dwell on the unpleasant things.
For instance, I have decided I am going to plan a tea party for next summer. Yes it's a really long ways away, and no one I know really drinks tea. But I have a plan and since when do you have to actually drink tea at a tea party? See, if I start planning now it's going to be an uber fabulous party, and I'll have time to experiment with recipes, look for a tea set, and figure out how I want to decorate. And with this much notice I'll be able to have the people I want come because I'll be able to plan it when I know they'll be here. So for all that's it's sort of crazy, it's helping me so I'm not. Crazy that is.
I love planning parties and dinners and romantic evenings and family dinners and girls nights out and things like that. I have so much fun and I'm pretty good at it too. Maybe I'll get a calling that lets me plan stuff. I think I'd really enjoy that.
I've also been planning the house. The painting and the arranging and the furniture buying. I don't know if I should try to get all the painting done and then move on to getting the furniture, or if I should do one room completely before moving on to the next. If anyone here has done this sort of thing, I'd love some advice.
Pictures are coming, I just haven't finished unpacking enough yet. So hold on. It won't be long now. Piper has just been taking up my time. Don't worry, it won't be like on the Incredibles. I fully intend to be unpacked within the next week or so. Not three years. :)
Anyways, I have to go, lots to do. Next post I'll let you know how things are going on the work front and hopefully have some pictures of Piper at least. Toodles!
If I'm planning something then I feel important and like I have a purpose. It doesn't have to be anything more than a girls night out. Or a really nice dinner for me and Logan. If I'm planning I don't feel useless and I don't dwell on the unpleasant things.
For instance, I have decided I am going to plan a tea party for next summer. Yes it's a really long ways away, and no one I know really drinks tea. But I have a plan and since when do you have to actually drink tea at a tea party? See, if I start planning now it's going to be an uber fabulous party, and I'll have time to experiment with recipes, look for a tea set, and figure out how I want to decorate. And with this much notice I'll be able to have the people I want come because I'll be able to plan it when I know they'll be here. So for all that's it's sort of crazy, it's helping me so I'm not. Crazy that is.
I love planning parties and dinners and romantic evenings and family dinners and girls nights out and things like that. I have so much fun and I'm pretty good at it too. Maybe I'll get a calling that lets me plan stuff. I think I'd really enjoy that.
I've also been planning the house. The painting and the arranging and the furniture buying. I don't know if I should try to get all the painting done and then move on to getting the furniture, or if I should do one room completely before moving on to the next. If anyone here has done this sort of thing, I'd love some advice.
Pictures are coming, I just haven't finished unpacking enough yet. So hold on. It won't be long now. Piper has just been taking up my time. Don't worry, it won't be like on the Incredibles. I fully intend to be unpacked within the next week or so. Not three years. :)
Anyways, I have to go, lots to do. Next post I'll let you know how things are going on the work front and hopefully have some pictures of Piper at least. Toodles!
8.04.2008
Visits
So I'm totally lonely.
Yes I like Fawn and April just fine, but they have lives and I feel like I'm intruding when I'm around them.
So I'm soliciting you all for visits. I want visitors!!!!
We have a guestroom! *wink wink, nudge nudge*
COME USE IT!!!
Please?
I need someone to talk to besides my busy husband and 4 month old baby.
Or at least try emailing me so I don't feel totally isolated out here. Please?
Please?
Yes I like Fawn and April just fine, but they have lives and I feel like I'm intruding when I'm around them.
So I'm soliciting you all for visits. I want visitors!!!!
We have a guestroom! *wink wink, nudge nudge*
COME USE IT!!!
Please?
I need someone to talk to besides my busy husband and 4 month old baby.
Or at least try emailing me so I don't feel totally isolated out here. Please?
Please?
8.02.2008
Random
I have a strange craving for cherry chapstick...
My baby is better! She is almost completely all better. She's got a little bit of a stuffy nose and a cough when she cries, but oh my goodness she's worlds better than earlier in the week.
And! AND! SHE ROLLED OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!
All by herself!!!!!
I'm so Proud of her!!!!!!
Also, I'm getting tons of ideas for what I want to do to this house. I intend to make it mine. Little stamps of me everywhere. You have no idea how hard it is to try to be happy and make a home out of someone else's taste and style. Ick.
It's getting late. Not that you can tell here. It seriously stays light out until about 10 o'clock. It's ridiculous.
And pictures!
Just waking up. And covering her face. Naturally.
And more happiness from the fourth!
Sticking her tongue out at mommy... the bad habits begin already.
My baby is better! She is almost completely all better. She's got a little bit of a stuffy nose and a cough when she cries, but oh my goodness she's worlds better than earlier in the week.
And! AND! SHE ROLLED OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!
All by herself!!!!!
I'm so Proud of her!!!!!!
Also, I'm getting tons of ideas for what I want to do to this house. I intend to make it mine. Little stamps of me everywhere. You have no idea how hard it is to try to be happy and make a home out of someone else's taste and style. Ick.
It's getting late. Not that you can tell here. It seriously stays light out until about 10 o'clock. It's ridiculous.
And pictures!
Just waking up. And covering her face. Naturally.
And more happiness from the fourth!
Sticking her tongue out at mommy... the bad habits begin already.And that is all for now. Toodles!
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