Congrats, QoC! He's a doll! 



Eli had his 18 month WCC yesterday. I spent the night before tossing him around on the bed and saying "32 inches! 22 pounds!" in hopes that that's how big he'd be, and lo and behold, he was! Exactly 32 inches and 22 pounds 7 oz, so almost 22.5! He's finally tripled his birthweight!
That's my growing man! The doctor we saw was a moron; she asked if I had any questions or anything to report and I said that Eli had had roseola a few weeks ago. She said "Really? Didn't he get the shot?" I said "Um, there are no shots for roseola" and then she said "Measles and roseola are the same thing."
Um, no, they're not. Measles is rubeola not roseola.
. She looked at me like I was nuts. (Sadly, this statement is the second stupidest thing I've heard come out of a doctor's mouth. I had a doctor try to tell me once that robitussin isn't red. :LOL
)She also spoke baby talk to Eli, who kept looking at her like "What the hell are you talking about, lady?" :LOL Go Eli!
She went to look for his teeth and said "I see seven." I told her he had twelve teeth, and showed her the baby book and she looked again and could only see eight and asked "Where are the rest of them?" I'm said they're in his mouth, just like everyone elses. She started making funny noises at him to get him to open his mouth, but Eli had no idea what she was doing and was just looking at her, trying to figure it out. I said "Eli, where is your tounge?" And he grinned, stuck his tounge out and pointed at it with his finger. :LOL That's my boy! :LOL He really showed her up, but the poor woman didn't get it at all. :LOL
As for my appointment: Fabulous news! Eli did not have GBS when he was born. He had a different infection in the cord & placenta and meconium aspiration syndrome. So I had a GBS swab done; if it's positive, I'll have time to take abx before labor and if it's negative, I don't have to worry about that at all! YAY!!!!
I've gained 2.5 pounds since last week, leaving me at -25 (I think) and I'm feeling pretty darned good. NewBean felt head down (and I can't imagine anyone wanting to do an ultrasound to check that every time... don't they know how to palpate a baby?!
) and she stuck out her minibuns. :LOL I got a lot done yesterday, but boy was I ever exhausted. I pretty much collapsed at 9:30 last night. :LOL
I'm getting a minivan on Saturday, a much later model year than I was expecting (2003!!) and I'm soooo excited! And, Mike hasn't logged on to his game since I threw that fit at him. He's been playing solitaire instead, which is great because he can stand up at any moment and grab a clean diaper for Eli, or take him potty or give him zerberts or whatever.
I asked him if he was in withdrawl and he needed a 12 step program, and he said he thought he'd be all right. (He was seriously addicted to this game!) He's emailed the people he's played with and told them he's not going to be around much anymore and he says they'll deal with it. Yesterday he did dishes for the first time in noone knows how long, and we have a kitchen counter again!
I'd forgotten what it looked like!
As for using MDC as a comparison to video games... I don't think there is one. First of all, Mike goes to work every day and talks to people; this is one of my few opportunities to talk to people aside from Eli during the day (though that will change once I have a car). Secondly, I actually learn useful things from MDC which positively impact quality of life for myself as well as Mike & Eli; absolutely nothing useful comes from Gemstone. Third, I spend a lot less time at this than Mike did at Gemstone. A lot less! Plus, I'm almost never online when both of us are home. Fourth, you can stand up from this at any old time to, say, change a poopy diaper. Fifth, I do this while I'm doing other things. Nursing, reading, needlework, etc; Gemstone is a single focus. So you see, there's really no comparison for me. Gemstone is pure evil, and MDC is just not. :LOL




Eli had his 18 month WCC yesterday. I spent the night before tossing him around on the bed and saying "32 inches! 22 pounds!" in hopes that that's how big he'd be, and lo and behold, he was! Exactly 32 inches and 22 pounds 7 oz, so almost 22.5! He's finally tripled his birthweight!
That's my growing man! The doctor we saw was a moron; she asked if I had any questions or anything to report and I said that Eli had had roseola a few weeks ago. She said "Really? Didn't he get the shot?" I said "Um, there are no shots for roseola" and then she said "Measles and roseola are the same thing."
Um, no, they're not. Measles is rubeola not roseola.
. She looked at me like I was nuts. (Sadly, this statement is the second stupidest thing I've heard come out of a doctor's mouth. I had a doctor try to tell me once that robitussin isn't red. :LOL
)She also spoke baby talk to Eli, who kept looking at her like "What the hell are you talking about, lady?" :LOL Go Eli!She went to look for his teeth and said "I see seven." I told her he had twelve teeth, and showed her the baby book and she looked again and could only see eight and asked "Where are the rest of them?" I'm said they're in his mouth, just like everyone elses. She started making funny noises at him to get him to open his mouth, but Eli had no idea what she was doing and was just looking at her, trying to figure it out. I said "Eli, where is your tounge?" And he grinned, stuck his tounge out and pointed at it with his finger. :LOL That's my boy! :LOL He really showed her up, but the poor woman didn't get it at all. :LOL
As for my appointment: Fabulous news! Eli did not have GBS when he was born. He had a different infection in the cord & placenta and meconium aspiration syndrome. So I had a GBS swab done; if it's positive, I'll have time to take abx before labor and if it's negative, I don't have to worry about that at all! YAY!!!!

I've gained 2.5 pounds since last week, leaving me at -25 (I think) and I'm feeling pretty darned good. NewBean felt head down (and I can't imagine anyone wanting to do an ultrasound to check that every time... don't they know how to palpate a baby?!
) and she stuck out her minibuns. :LOL I got a lot done yesterday, but boy was I ever exhausted. I pretty much collapsed at 9:30 last night. :LOLI'm getting a minivan on Saturday, a much later model year than I was expecting (2003!!) and I'm soooo excited! And, Mike hasn't logged on to his game since I threw that fit at him. He's been playing solitaire instead, which is great because he can stand up at any moment and grab a clean diaper for Eli, or take him potty or give him zerberts or whatever.

I'd forgotten what it looked like!As for using MDC as a comparison to video games... I don't think there is one. First of all, Mike goes to work every day and talks to people; this is one of my few opportunities to talk to people aside from Eli during the day (though that will change once I have a car). Secondly, I actually learn useful things from MDC which positively impact quality of life for myself as well as Mike & Eli; absolutely nothing useful comes from Gemstone. Third, I spend a lot less time at this than Mike did at Gemstone. A lot less! Plus, I'm almost never online when both of us are home. Fourth, you can stand up from this at any old time to, say, change a poopy diaper. Fifth, I do this while I'm doing other things. Nursing, reading, needlework, etc; Gemstone is a single focus. So you see, there's really no comparison for me. Gemstone is pure evil, and MDC is just not. :LOL





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:LOL I guess I could write on the back "Oh yeah, and there's another one. Call for details."
: I just have to find confidence in a doctor around here and I can't find it yet! Plus, I get sick of them telling me my children are too small! My almost 7 year old weighs 41 pounds and they still think I am doing something wrong
Aren't moms grand??? My mom trid to do the same thing ot me when my oldest was born. She was VERY upset when I told her time after time that she was NOT allowed to be there. I even had a section in my birth plan about my mom. Sad and very frustrating. I told dh that when our girls are at this stage in their lives I will at least know what not to do.
: I hope that's OK...
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