Friday, December 31, 2010

Revenge of the Bugs!

Well, crap.  I thought I was done with this illness.  Back in mid-October I got sick.  Just your average cold - cough, runny nose, etc.  Usually it hits me hard for a few days and then backs off and just "hangs out" for a few more weeks.  This time was different.  Being in the middle of moving, with a baby who was transitioning to toddler, I was unable to rest at all.  So I ended up with bronchitis.  It sucked.  It also infected my Squiggle.  Poor baby was sick for weeks.  In fact, she just stopped coughing and smearing everything with snot last week.

Then, Wendesday, I started feeling icky.  By Thursday I was almost unable to talk.  Squeaks, growls and silence were all I could coax out.  (Much like a teenager.)  So I stopped talking in favor of sign language, which I've found doesn't work when the only other person in the house who understands it is also unable to speak.  Other symptoms include coughing uncontrollably while trying to nurse a fussy Squiggle to sleep, mucous congealing anywhere its flow is impeded, like my sinuses, nose and throat, and muscle weakness causing me to have to pause halfway up the staircase.

My voice is back today.  But the cough and mucous and fatigue seem quite comfortable where they are.  Their kids have already moved "next door" to my mom.  It's only a matter of time before these bugs attack my Bug.  My prayer is that my precious baby does not catch it again.  She deserves a break, and so do we.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

So I lost track of time...

...and burned the apples I was cooking for applesauce.  I don't even have a good excuse like, watching the Squiggle.  She was happily riding her pony.  I was busy daydreaming.  So maybe that is a good excuse.  We all need a brain break, right?

Unfortunately my little vacation came at the expense of Squiggle's snack.  Apparently when you simmer something the moisture content is reduced.  Who knew?  On the plus side, I was experimenting so I just made a small batch.  Only five apples were burned.  I could just throw them out, but I'm tired of wasting food.  We are experiencing a financial crunch right now and there is a self-imposed moratorium on buying new food.  So I will eat these apples.  If I can.  Call it a tough love lesson to myself.  Perhaps if I have to eat the food I destroy through inattention and carelessness, I'll be more careful.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

'Twas the Night After Christmas, and all through the house...

...were strewn scraps of torn Christmas paper and various toy bits.  It's great.  No sarcasm.  I love it.  My baby has deconstructed everything she can, loving every minute.  All day she has been playing and babbling.  I like to think she is telling us all about her wonderful new things.  Like her tool set, courtesy of grandma, with the tasty bolts for her to chew.  Or her two baby dolls.  (Each parent bought one in secret to surprise the other.)  And we shouldn't forget her chair/step stool.  Actually, Mommy had to confiscate that one, she needed it for its intended purpose of holding cookies.

Watching my little girl get equally excited about her velour block set and the box they were packed in showed me that my material concerns were pointless.  She didn't care about the size or cost or number of presents she got.  She taught me that even though we are cash-strapped this year, Christmas is still as wonderful as we choose to make it.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Nine Days and Counting...

In nine days we get to move.  Not have to move.  Get to.  That is the mindset I have chosen to adopt about this situation.  We have been waiting and praying to get out of this neighborhood for a long time.  We are very excited despite the work involved.  And boy, is there ever a lot of it.  Packing, packing and more packing.  And wouldn't you know it, Squiggle doesn't seem to care that there is a bunch of things to be done or that we are on a deadline.

My natural tendency is to take care of the most immediate thing that can be resolved, then move on to the next, etc.  Of course children are never resolved.  They are always there, always wanting or needing something.  I am having to fight my tendency to brush her off to get my work done.  The work WILL get done.  But she is ever growing and changing.  I need to absorb all the wonderful Squiggleness of this stage she's in right now, because she is growing way too fast.  The cute and wonderful thing I miss because I was "accomplishing" a task may be gone by the time I'm "ready" to appreciate it.  The chores will always be there, Squiggle asking me to help her walk around the house, won't.  My mission is to focus on her first and let the rest unfold, as it invariably will, in its own time.

Still, there is so much yet to be packed.  And I won't even think about the moving day yet.  Thank God we have some nice friends.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Taking up Freecycling

I finally managed to figure out how to sign up for Freecycle.  Having heard about it I thought it was too good to be true.  I mean really, a place where people will just give you decent stuff you want, asking for nothing in return except that you pay it forward?  Couldn't exist.  And would people really want my extra junk?  Er, quality used items.  Apparently the answers are yes and yes.
I did have some trouble at first.  In fact, nobody has actually responded to my inquiries about their stuff.  But I did figure how to post.  I got responses on my OFFER and my WANTED posts.  I am so excited that I am posting this now instead of waiting to see how it turns out.  So I may need to update later.  But right now I am optimistic. 

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Cloth diaper contest entry.

So there is this cloth diaper giveaway on the Momccupation blog.  Currently I'm using disposables.  I've always felt that they are easier and work better.  Well, I'm open to trying cloth.  What I'm not particularly open to is shelling out big bucks to try different types until I find the right ones for us.  So winning this would be perfect for us.

By the way, the color is tangerine.  Tangerine is frightfully close to orange.  Which happens to be my favorite color.

If anyone is interested, here is the link.

Plague House

I haven't had the energy to post in a while.  Since giving birth I had been sick twice.  Each time I was fortunate that I only passed it to my husband and Squiggle stayed healthy.  Well, Typhoid Squiggle was our alpha case this time.  I guess she was tired of being left out.  The whole house came down with a nasty cold.  Thankfully it is mostly gone now.  Good riddance.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

New to this

Well, now that I'm here, I don't quite know what to say.  I've been toying with the idea of starting a blog for a while.  However, being semi-illiterate in computer related things, it took me a while to start.  For now I'll treat this as an online journal while I try to figure out just what it is I'm doing.  But I have to admit, I feel a bit like I'm talking to myself.