Like I do

So, Jericho is over. I guess I'll have to find my Skeet Ulrich fix somewhere's else. Boo.

Did I mention I did our Fed t*axes? Well, I did. Now I just have to pay to the lovely state of Maine. We owe them. Surprise.

I'm cooking up a storm lately. Making dinner at home everynight with a menu is so much easier than my old manner of whipping something up. The only problem I'm running into is because I know what we're having for dinner, I start thinking about it early in the day. All day long I think about it. Weird.

Winter is fleeing. I know in my heart of hearts that there is more snow on the way, but I can smell Spring coming. I am just about to reach the point where I'm done with this white stuff. I know in November I'll be itching for it again! Pretty soon when I look out my office window I'll see bright green everywhere, and my view of the blue sky will be blocked. Can't wait.

We're going to IKEA this weekend. Oh how I love IKEA. As I've mentioned before, I'm not a fan of all their styles, but I have been able to find things I love there. The girls love the play area, and we're all big fans of the cafeteria. Weird. I know. I'm ok with your judgement. We might buy a new shower curtain. *gasp* big spenders I know. A cabinet for in my office, dressers and maybe some new chair covers for the girls Mammut seats. We'll see. I know I've talked about this before, but come on. It's big excitement for me. We're leaving the state for goodness sakes. We'll go to TWO other states. Seriously. Excitement. We might even go to the outlets in NH. Shut up. I know. We're awesome. Fear me.

Oh, did I mention hockey? The girls loved them some hockey. I used to be quite a fan. In fact I spent the night of my 21st birthday out with two of my girlfriends having drinks and then watching a movie *yawn*, and then hurried to my old apartment to watch the Red Wings game with my new tenants. Oh. and drink some beers. Legally.

Speaking of turning 21. Do you know who got me super drunk in honor of my 21st? My in-laws. Dan was away at Camp Lejeune for the Marines and the night after my birthday they wanted to take me out for dinner. (Awkward moment at dinner, one of my ex boyfriends mother came up to me to tell me how much she missed me, and how much my ex loved me. She about died when I introduced her to Dan's parents. She thought they were mine. OOPS). She bought me a drink though. We went to dinner, and then out to get drinks. They ordered me drink after drink after drink. I kid you not, that some of the drinks were glowing. At least I think they were. We went to three different bars, and I was D R U N K. Shitty even. It should come as no surprise that my Mother-in-law is also who got me drunk at our after wedding reception, reception on the beach. Tequila. It will do it everytime.

This little free flow has gone in unexpected places. drunken places. I like that.

Unfortunately my current situation has imposed itself upon me, and would like to take a nap. My presence is requested. She would like some "nee nee". YesImstillbreastfeedingbutyoubetterwatchyourmouththankyouvery muchbecauseIamverysensititveaboutbeingjudgedinthismannersince IneverthoughtIdbenursinga2yearoldlittlegirldidIhearyoujustcluckyour
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The last role of psycho demon mother was played by MOI. The Het.

*bow*

The kicks just keep on coming...

As if yesterday morning wasn't bad enough... the afternoon got worse and the evening - downright terrifying.

So... do I have your attention yet?

Yesterday afternoon I went to my appointment and on the way home I stopped to get gas and run errands. I was getting really cold - cold enough to put on gloves. Keep in mind it was drizzling - but 50 degrees. I've worn a t-shirt and shorts in 50 degree weather before.

When we got home I couldn't get warm. The thermostat said 70 degrees, so I know it wasn't too cold. I put socks on (gasp! she who never wears socks wore socks!!) and covered up with a blanket.

Then the shakes started.

Oh no. That only means one thing for me. fever. OH NO - momma can not get sick. I have a sick baby and a kid that is starting to get sick and momma can NOT get sick.

After an hour I took my temperature and it was 103. Great. Julia came home from school and being such a sweet girl she put the footstool out on my recliner and brought me cold water from the porch. Isn't that sweet???

A half an hour later Dan calls and I take my temp again. 104.5.

I am supposed to go pick him up from work but tell him he needs to start looking for another ride. He says he'll ask around and call me back. He calls me back and says he hadn't found anything yet. I tell to call me back in 10 minutes if he finds one -but that I have to leave to get him if he doesn't call.

So - I don't hear from him. I bundle up the kids and get everyone loaded up. I'm certainly not feeling well and under any other circumstances would not ever drive - especially with my kids in the car - when I'm feeling like that. I don't like to drive in the dark as it is - but with a terrible headache and high fever.. ugh. I was fine until about 2 blocks from Dan's work. Then I started to feel really dizzy and sick. I couldn't find a parking space, but was so disoriented and tired I just parked in the loading zone in front of his work. It took the SOB half an hour to come out. My cell phone had died so I couldn't call him. I was starting to get scared because I was having a hard time remaining lucid. I told Julia to stay buckled up no matter what until Dan came out.

I don't remember him coming out and I don't remember the drive home. I do remember getting home because Dan stepped on my foot and broke one of my nails off. geez.

Apparently my fever was around 104.9 and Dan forced Tylenol down my throat (which apparently we stopped at the store for on the way home) and was giving me 1/2 hour for it to come down before he was going to take me to the ER. It came down to 103. Julia was scared and kept telling me she didn't want me to die. Dan said he kept having to hold her and assure her I just had a fever and mommy gets crazy when she has a fever (I do - every time) and that I was definitely not going to die. Anna apparently sat next to me and held my hand and talked to me in a whisper.

It took two hours for it to break and when I was lucid - I was able to put two and two together, I had assumed I had a sinus infection because my head hurt so bad, but as the fever went away so did the headache. My one b*oob had hurt all day, which I had chalked up to Em being sick and not draining it properly, but at that point I couldn't even touch it without it being excruciating. Yep. Guess what. Mastitis. After nursing 3 kids - I get mastitis 8 1/2 months into nursing the last one! For those of you who don't know what it is - essentially it's a b*reast infection. You can also check this link (click here) for more info if you are here from doing a search on mastitis. Let's just say my b*reast is awfully purdy right now. Half of it is red and there are big long red streaks all over it. Nice.

So - I'm waiting for the doctor to return my call - and I'm just going to try and take it easy today. I suspect I also might have that sinus infection and possibly a UTI on top of it... think this is from sleep deprivation over the last week with a sick baby??? ahhhh.

Gotta love it.

Loookeeee - my b*oobs!

Ok - As a mom who has now nursed 45 out of the last 70 months (how long I've had a child to nurse)... I find this article hard to ignore... I am one of those people who only nurse in public when it was absolutely necessary. I've gone into stores and nursed in dressing rooms, gone back out to the parking lot to nurse in the car or just held a hungry baby in lieu of possibly being called out. Why?

One place I have nursed in public many times is on a plane. Helping my babies avoid the painful change in ear pressure rather than listen to them scream has been a no brainer choice for me. I have always tried super hard to be discreet, and I find it offensive that someone would ask a nursing mother in this situation to leave the freaking plane!!! She was seated in the 2nd to last row, in a window seat, with her husband next to her. A stewardess offered her one of those nasty blankets to cover the baby with (although from what I have read, the mother was not exposing her b*reasts - just the baby that was obviously nursing) and told if she wouldn't cover up she needed to continue nursing in the bathroom, then was asked to leave the plane by a ticket agent.

WHA????? I've been on planes with people who refused to turn off their cell phones and they weren't escorted off. But a mom discreetly feeding her baby? Yeah, that makes a hell of a lot of sense. Freedom airlines can suck my butt. And you can quote me on that.

Alice from Finslippy and again at Wonderland over at Alphamom, makes the points I wish I was funny enough to make.

I just don't understand why people view a woman feeding her child as obscene. Even if her entire b*reast is exposed - that is what b*reasts were created for. Feeding children. Really. Most breastfeeding moms try to be discreet, but it can be very hard to stay covered with an actual moving baby yanking a blanket off. 2 of my 3 nurslings couldn't stand to be covered with a blanket while nursing.

I've read this debate all over the blogs and from other news sources and it just makes my blood boil.

I'm not going to use someone's nasty public bathroom to feed my baby - just like I wouldn't ask my two year old to eat her sandwich in there. Other people are just going to have to get over it.

I don't show my b*oobs at other times in public, I don't wear low rise jeans that show 2 inches of ass. I don't wear low cut t-shirts that expose all of my cleavage and some possible nipple. I don't wear mini-skirts that show my teeny undies when I sit and forget to cross my legs. I don't see the women that do dress like this being asked to leave the mall, restaurant, plane for being inappropriately showy...

ok - I'm going to step back down here, I'm still a little dizzy from yesterday's migraine and I just might fall off this soap box and expose some nipple.