5/15/14
No Nap Day
5/7/14
Plan Enacted
Previous post removed (temporarily) because I can’t stand having those kind of random and unfounded lies written by an ignoramus floating out there. I really appreciate the comments and support, verifying that I am right in drawing the line with that stupid (and not even cute!) just-ignorant-enough-to-be-dangerous 21 yr old who doesn’t know the difference between “your” and “you’re”. Oh, and to the commenter who suggested that that type of behavior indicates a history of abuse – I looked through the rest of the blog and she does have that in her past. Poor thing. No wonder she has such low self esteem. No undamaged person would behave in such a way. At least that person has the good sense to ensure me over and over he would never marry her – you don’t marry people you cheat on. That’s gotta hurt.
She’ll eventually wake up and see what a dead end situation she’s in and how much trouble she’s caused and how nuts she acted. Time gives us perspective.
Anyway, I’ve developed an action plan.
Love you readers. You always give me good perspective.
5/4/14
The Symptoms
Let me start out by saying I have a high tolerance for physical irritation. Like most mothers, when I feel sick I medicate and march on. It takes a lot to lay me out. But each trimester (so far) has come with a new set of unfamiliar problems.
Having a pregnant body is like the city of Chernobyl. Everything was going along fine until nature took over and made me its subject.
First Trimester Aggravations
1. The barfs. Barf central 24/7.
2. The starves. Couldn't decide if I was hungry or needed to barf, but usually it was both.
3. The smells. I finally went out and bought face masks like they wear in Asia. And a slew of candles.
4. The sleeps. Cannot keep my eyes open. Have frequently taken more than one nap a day.
5. Migraines from hell. My migraines are super rad. They last at least three days and are essentially debilitating requiring me to hide in a dark quiet room while it feels like a gnome is mining for gold on one side of my head. The migraine medicine exacerbates my barfing and isn't good for pregnancy. The barfing migraines give me digestive problems. Every issue I have builds on other issues until the best I can do is lay around and moan. Any one or two of these issues would be bearable, but all five at once made me nonfunctional. And when you have the barfs and the smells you end up with the messy house and the overwhelms.
Second Trimester Frustrations
Once the barfs tapered off (though not completely, I still barf a few times a week) my body was like, "Hey let's try some new pain!"
1. Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction. I didn't even know this existed until I caught it. And by caught it I mean hit the second trimester with my fourth baby. The symphysis pubis is a stiff joint that connects the two halves of your pelvis and in 1/35 the ligaments can overreact and cause serious pain. I'm only about 21 weeks and not that great with child but my body Chernobyl'd and now I can't move my legs independently to a. Put on pants. b. Climb into or turn over in bed or c. do anything that involves moving one leg away from the other without a ferocious pain in my pelvis. It feels like David Beckham kicked me in the crotch hard enough to bruise me and then kicked the bruise a few times for good measure. Tylenol provides no relief. If you see me out of my bed at all know that I am dealing with level 7 pain. Anybody got any tips? I'm only five months in, if this gets worse I'm going to be in a wheelchair by the end.
2. Sciatic nerve pain. Yippee. This one is when a nerve on your back is slightly pinched and pain shoots up and down your body until you limp. For this I try sleeping on a tennis ball and by morning it's usually ok. During the day it builds until I find myself practically (ok, sometimes literally) crawling.
I seriously do not understand why my body is rebelling in this way but I simply will not capitulate to it's tyranny. I remind it every day that it's gotta pull itself together because this is NOT going to be my last pregnancy. I will function, pain or no pain, and it's all worth it because
4/25/14
Bring the Children
4/22/14
“In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.”– Margaret Atwood
At LAST the freezing winter weather seems to be gone for the season. And as a reward for making it through, these pear trees burst into pink bloom just for me. Our house is all Easter’d out and there’s pastel color everywhere!
For Spring Break the minions went to see Houdini in SF for a few days. The day before they were supposed to fly out there with him he tried to cancel the whole thing, blaming some client. But our amazing nanny came to our rescue and flew with the kids to Oakland and then turned around and got right back on the next flight to SLC. She deserves a medal of honor. I’m so grateful.
Rachel is one of the best kid helpers I’ve ever had. When I took this 4 days a week right during dinner time teaching job I had Hush there to pick up the slack, but his schedule changed a few weeks in and now we both come home at 7. Rachel swoops in at 1:30 T/TH and 4:30 M/W and plays with the kids, helps with homework, executes the meals I’ve set up, takes kids to lessons AND cleans our house!! Coming home to dinner put away is a beautiful thing. Our family adores Rachel and we will miss her terribly when the semester is over and I retire. But if one of you need a second one of yourself (that’s how capable she is – it’s like having another me around who isn’t tired and pregnant) I can hook you up with a wonderful nanny. We would not have been able to function this season without her.
This is what I did while the kids were gone for four days. Worked. Our spring breaks didn’t line up at all. Boo.
Cubby has started playing in an indoor soccer league. I am floored by his ability. I’ve never been on a team in my life and I haven’t taught the kid the rules of soccer, but his first time on the field Jude took to the sport like it was his calling. He is on top of the ball the whole time and startlingly aggressive. I’m of the picking daisies and doing kart-wheels temperament, but Jude is intense. The other day he face palmed a kid to the ground while chasing the ball. The kid screamed, “You can’t do that in soccer” and Jude said, “I just did.” He scored 3 out of 4 goals in the last game. Where did this kid come from? Whose child is this?
As a reward we let Jude pick the restaurant. He LOVES “feast places” which is his term for buffet. Man, that is a cultural experience in Utah if there ever was one. The clientele at the Golden Corral are something to behold. Silas does his part to make a complete slob of himself to blend in.
I have bed pride. Since I plan to retire to my bed in two weeks to recover from reading essays I needed my bed to be spectacular and perfect for me and my hippie husband. I call the theme Sparkle Hippie.
And here is my masterpiece getting thrashed in the daily kid wrestle event.
Want to know who else I love? Anna Ruth. I am so blessed to have a smart, funny cousin who lives just south of us and who has a ton of energy and likes thrift shops and fun. We went together on my annual trip to the zoo the other day and it was blissful because our kids could all walk and we could hang out.
Mimi and I went on a Girl’s Weekend to CA to see Pam’s fantastic DCMT show “A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum” starring Paige’s and Celia’s talented kids. It was a very enjoyable albeit barfy trip.
Speaking of barfy, I had to get my blood drawn the other day for pregnancy testing. Jude and Silas came with me. As soon as the needle went near my hand Jude turned white and started barfing. I had no idea he would react that way, he just freaked out and nearly fainted!
Here’s Jude with his lady friend Finley. They have play dates.
And for your enjoyment, a picture of Hush wearing a crazy outfit doing a wheelie on a little pink bike.