It May Pay To Starve
June 28th, 2008 - 8:44 pm
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What is it with kids and grocery shopping? I don’t understand why as soon as you set foot in the store they turn into terrors. I know I’m not alone in this because I see other parents in the store with the same struggle.
I do understand that grocery shopping has to be boring for them but I still don’t understand why they make it a total nightmare.
Chris and I shop together for various reasons. It never works out if only one of us goes. This of course means that the rugrats have to come too.
Today we ran to get a few items, mostly because we wanted to make ourselves a nice homemade pizza. We put the boys side by side in the cart and immediately they start fighting. We decided to let them duke it out until the became bored with it. Phoenix then starts have a fit. He wants to play with the belt and is made that it attaches to the cart. Caden gets annoyed and starts getting up so we decided to let him walk beside us for a bit instead. He of course runs away. When he does come back he’s loading everything he sees into the cart.
At this point we’re only entering our third isle.
The rest of the trip included screaming, throwing things in and out of the cart, crying and of course more fighting.
It was a fun trip, really.
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I Love My Kids… It’s Parenting that Drives Me Crazy
June 25th, 2008 - 3:26 pm
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Is it just a ‘brother thing’ to beat the snot out of each other every chance they get or do sisters do this too?
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The Final Stretch
June 24th, 2008 - 3:09 pm
Filed Under: Here we go again
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As of today my care has been switch from our GP over to my OBGYN.
Given both the boys we are going to treat me for IUGR. I’m showing all the physical traits anyway. She also said that the poor genetic results we had that end up resulting in a healthy baby is also a sign of Placental Dysfunction which is what happened with the boys so it explains a lot. I will start have ultrasounds (BPP) every 2 weeks from this point on and will likely start NST’s in the coming weeks. In the meantime I’m on ‘light duties’. She wants to wait to put me on bed rest until all the results start coming back. She also realizes it’s hard to do it with the boys so we’ll just see how things go for now.
I go for the yucky Glucose Tolerance Test tomorrow (but I might wait for Monday). TBR is breech right now but there is plenty of time to turn. Worst case scenario I end up with a Cesarean Section.
The likely outcome at the end is an early induction when the placenta starts to calcify or TBR’s growth stops. This will also alleviate the concern of where will I be when labour starts and how quick will it be this time. We’ll pretty much just keep assessing things from appointment to appointment. If I start to go into labour on my own before planned, given my ‘low birth weight, premature, speedy’ deliveries, she said to call 911. Don’t even bother trying to come in on our own unless there is no traffic at all and Chris isn’t at work.
Oh yeah, as predicted I have to do kick counts too.
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Blushing Like a Teenager
June 23rd, 2008 - 3:29 pm
Filed Under: The Adventures of Super Caden
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Caden will be 4 in 2 weeks but this morning I got the dreaded question…
“Mommy, where do babies come from?”
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Treading Water
June 19th, 2008 - 2:15 pm
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When I was a kid I thought my Mother knew it all. Being stubborn and difficult I would never have let her know this and pushed her to her limits. She always kept her cool and from what I could tell she knew everything about being a parent.
Now that I am a parent myself I realize it’s just a facade we put on for our kids. We have to let them think we know it all or else we’re in big trouble. The truth is though that we’re just doing what we hope is right and praying for the best.
Most of the time I have no idea what I am doing, sometimes I even feel like I have no business having kids at all. Logically I know these are normal feelings and it would be hard to find another parent who doesn’t feel this way at times too.
Is it possible to actually be the parent we pretend to be?
