Highs and Lows January 22, 2012

LOWS:

Luke had to have booster shots.  I really, truly dread taking my kids to get shots.  The worst part is when they are babies, and don't know what's coming.  That first shot shocks them, and they look up with that look of betrayal at me...and then 3-4 more shots keep coming!  Oh, it just kills me.  Luke had 2, didn't cry, just said "OWWW!", then freaked out when she started on the other arm.  When will they invent the Star Trek technology of painless laser insertion of medicine?

The Pediatrician also told me Luke has poor bowel signs due to being anal retentive and that I should give him an enema for 3 days until he is cleaned out, then as needed.  No, no and no.  I've been giving him apple juice, Fiber One bars, Raisin Bran and Miralax, and that is working too well.  Lot's of poopy diapers and he is mighty cleaned out.  None of this is leading to potty training, of course.  It will be months before he is over the poop issue...then I might try the potty again.

Brooke had to bring snack to school on Tuesday, and I forgot to buy something for the class when at the store on Monday.  I hurried Tuesday morning to get the exact kind of cookies she requested, and missed snack by 10 minutes.  I arrived just in time to see them playing at recess, but Brooke none to kindly informed me:  "You were too late, Mom."  I am a loser.  The teacher took pity on me and tried to comfort me by telling me she would give them out as an afternoon snack.  Nice lady.

Ran crazy errands all day on Friday and suffered the exhaustion afterwards.  I had to go to the Distribution Center next to the Mesa Temple to get some items for Shawn, and wouldn't you know it, Luke fell asleep and I had to carry him in there with me.  The line was long, it was hot, and he was very heavy.  The funny part was a lady came up to me and asked me what number child I was having and I told her #5.  She then told me "Good for you, you're doing your part."  I thought that was a funny assumption, as she knew nothing about me.  I would never, ever say something like that.  What, did I not do "my part" in having 4?  That's what I call a Nazi-Mormon.

Shawn and I planned a date night with some friends on Saturday, but had to cancel due to his migraine.  Shawn has had a migraine for a week!  He has access to all of these doctors, and doesn't think to get a prescription for a muscle relaxer or pain pill? 

HIGHS:

Got Sugar started in a dance class.  It's a small studio, non-competitive, but that means there wont be any hoochie mama consumes and the recital will be short.  She likes it, it's cheaper than anywhere else, so everybody wins.

Cole has a great Webelos advisor and she had the boys over for a massive Merit Badge day on Monday.  He loved it.  I am so happy that he loves Scouts as much as he does and that he has an amazing advisor.

Shawn has had a package go missing, and the Post Office said it was delivered to our Phoenix address. We drove up there to find it, and discovered our stupid landlord had it sitting in his garage.  Shawn had called him at least 15 times asking for it, and the jerk never even called back.  The good part about this was that while checking the old house--which is still unoccupied--Sugar's friend Kosette came out, then her Mom Keeshalene, and we all got to catch up for a good 30 minutes. 

We went to the local Riparian Preserve and fed the ducks today.  It is a really pretty marshy type of area rare to the desert, and it was a nice sunset walk.

My Visiting Teachers came over for a visit and they told me I could totally count on them--even though I barely know them--to take kids for me or help out if the baby comes early, or I have problems.  I have been worried about going into labor in the middle of the night and having to go to the hospital alone while Shawn watches the kids, so this sort of put my mind at ease.  The likelihood of that happening is slim to none, but my mind does tend to go to the worst case scenario.  I love Visiting Teachers!

The best part of the week:  my house cleaners started!  Shawn told me long ago if I ever got pregnant again, he would get me a weekly house cleaner.  This didn't sweeten the deal for me, but now that I did my end of the bargain--haha--it's time he paid up.   It's nice to have the ladies here doing the deep cleaning.  I love the feeling of walking into a totally clean house--especially when I did not leave it that way!!