Tuesday, August 25, 2009

quiet moment

Forgive errors in this post-I am typing while nursing B and I am not a lefty. It's slow going.

Concerning my last post: I do, in fact, have eyebrows. You just can't tell in those pictures. I'd had a bit to drink.

So far the week is going well, although at around 10 am yesterday I was ready to call someone and tell them how much I f'n hate my job. By 4 we were great, and today's been pretty good. I am letting go of a lot of things here, like making sure everyone eats most of their food. As long as food has entered their system, great. I'm not going to stress about it. Letting go is harder than I ever expected it to be, but that's true in all parts of my life.

I will be posting pictures of the baby soon, just as soon as the awful rash she has clears up. Maybe before, but the poor thing looks like a teenager on steroids. Some of it is the normal baby acne, some appears to be heat rash, maybe. I really don't know. I called the DR and no one there is concerned, so I'm trying to roll with it. I have been dressing her in much cooler clothing, and sometimes just diapers. It's not that hot here, but hell, I'm doing my best. She seems happier nearly nude. Who am I to argue?

Tomorrow I get my IUD, which is a big deal to me. I have never had great experiences with birth control for several reasons. One reason is hormones: messing with mine means meltdowns of epic proportions. My hormones can take me out of ability to function status, so I like to leave them the hell alone when I can. The second reason is my sieve-like memory, which makes the pill ineffective at best. You need to take that sucker every day. Condoms suck. My last OB recommended a spermicide for BC, which I later found out is just as effective as pulling out, but with the added benefit of foam. I am shuddering right now at the memory. So aside from the foamy spermicide after E, which was a short lived effort, I've just been lucky with John. (Pun not intended, but funny) Now I'll be protected for 10 years, able to enjoy myself, and it's hormone free. Things are looking up!

Friday, August 21, 2009

Friday Night Follies




I like art.

I reaally like art.

I like faces. I love the black and white portraits of old faces and young faces and freaks.


I love how an artist can make you look at something a new way; help you see a new side to any situation.

I have had a glass or two of wine to celebrate my last Friday of maternity leave.

Can you tell?


Thursday, August 20, 2009

Clever title forgotten


Hi!


I missed you.

No, really. We've had an extensive adjustment period here, and things are getting ready to get back to our new normal. Which means that there's a possibility of nap-time blogging again! I hope you're excited, too.

While I was away I learned some basic crochet. OK, that was yesterday. I've also learned how to manage two kids during bath time, get nothing done and everything done at the same time, and to sweat profusely at all times. The postpartum stuff is largely over with, and yesterday I had the most important of doctor's visits. My postpartum checkup.

I am proud to tell you that I can now take a bath, go swimming, pick up E, exercise and all other activities, save one. The Big One. I can not resume "relations" for another week. There are a few reasons for this: 1) I still appear to have a few stitches. Oh, joy. 2) I am getting an IUD next week, and I am not supposed to do anything before that. I don't know why. But in one week I will be fully protected from getting knocked up again for 10 TEN! years, and for only $25. Woot!

Baby needs me, gotta run. More pics soon!

Monday, August 3, 2009

Just like that girl on the front lawn at every kegger

Saturday morning our little family of four got all bold and brave and went down to Hocking Hills for a hike. We decided to hike a new site, Ash Cave. One of the reasons we picked that site was the paved path, which was supposed to make it an easy hike for the mama, who gave birth a measly three weeks ago and is still supposed to be taking it easy. Long story short, I was feeling OK and ended up going on the MUCH more difficult rim trail with the family.

I spent the following day passed out.

Now, I am under orders, just like all new moms, to take it easy with the stairs. I mentioned this fact to John when he asked me if I wanted to hike the rim trail with him and E. But the trail wasn't rated as especially difficult, and we saw lots of little kids coming down at the end, so I figured "what the heck?" I think the kids we saw went halfway and turned around, because we started at the other end, and had to detour around a large mass of fallen trees. Trees that were falling off a cliff. I'm not sure which initially exhausted me more: the hike itself or the anxiety that my family, complete with three week old strapped to her dad, would slide off the edge of the cliff. Going around the trees was the hardest part of the hike, because there was no trail and we were going up and then down a very steep incline with small children. By that point I knew I was in over my head, but had no choice but to finish. Sunday I found out that my midsection has places that are still very sore, and that stairs are nothing compared to a cliff hike. Oh, and that I am an idiot.

Ash Cave, however, was beautiful. The hike started with us getting to the site, E peeing her pants (she would have made it except for a very slow guy in the latrine) and us trying to figure out what to do. After the pee incident, however, everything went wonderfully, tree detour aside. We had a great day, did our grocery shopping on the way home, and then John got his night off and I took B for the night. We've been trading nights on the weekends for sanity's sake. That way one of us gets a good night's sleep at least once a week. Yay!

My Mother In Law is coming to visit this week. According to rumor, she should arrive today. We will be visiting the zoo this week, I have a dress fitting on Friday and my sister's bridal shower and bachelorette party on Saturday. And tons to do to get ready for both, so I better motor.