I can’t believe your DH mops…you’re gonna’ have to teach me that trick someday Katie
: on the cut. I hope the feeling comes back soon. Your nerves might just be in shock.lactivist
Don’t worry too much about the PB crackers. DH won’t cop to it, but I think he gave DS a piece of a PB&J the other day. I got really
: but so far, so good.
So two quick updates from me…HFM
I feel like death. I have HFM soooo badly. I am off to the doc at 2 pm…that’s how bad it is. My throat has hundreds of blisters on it and they are bleeding. Can’t wait to see what (if anything) the doc has to say. My fever came back, and I’m at work, so I’m miserable and carrying Lysol everywhere I go. My co-workers are treating me like I have the plague and quite frankly I don’t blame them.
Apparently a set of twins in DS’ class had HFM a couple weeks ago and the parents gave them Motrin to hide the fever (they’re only there ½ day). Now the school has a bulletin on every classroom door that they’re having a coxsackie outbreak…nice. Every baby in the infant room (where my son spent most of his week last week due to staff shortages) is absent with it AND at least 50% of his real class. Some people are so irresponsible.Weird dreams…
So you all and your TTC/PG talk…I had a fever-induced weird PG dream last night. I was in labor and got rushed to a hospital that was not my designated delivery hospital, but the baby was coming too quickly. The “doc” that was there was actually my doc’s receptionist. She immediately asked me to sit forward, I spaced out and next thing I know I have a baby that is quickly whisked away to get cleaned up – no holding, congrats or anything. So I’m freaking. Then the “doc” is doing something to my back and I ask her what, her response: “You don’t want to know”. She had given me an epi and was stitching the whole (clearly freakish dream). I started to cry and she said, to stop. I told my mom they didn’t ask first and they didn’t even let me try to push and she said, “Hey, at least you had a baby in 10 minutes…can’t beat that!” Again, clearly a dream
: So I get out of bed and search for the nursery because I don’t even know what I had. Someone in passing tells me it’s a girl that my husband named Carolina. WTF?! I am outraged – he has no naming rights on #2 if there ever is a #2! I go to the nurses station and ask for directions to the nursery and the nurse says, “Oh, she’s with her mom.” Confused, I say, “but I’m her mom.” Then the nurse says, “Oh, no sweetie, her adoptive mom.”
: I was devastated when I woke up right after that. What a freakish dream. I am so glad it wasn’t real!!
Anyway, I’m gonna’ hit the pavement and head to the doc a little early to see if they can see me early. Please send healing vibes…I feel literally like death warmed over.