Hello? Anyone there? You thought I was never coming back, didn't you?
My emails are caught up. My Bloglines are clear. The holidays are over. The closets are reorganized. The stove top drip trays are cleaned, for goodness sake. I have NO more excuses for avoiding blogging.
So after fourteen days of no blogs, I guess I'll fill you in on all the latest with A List:
Tuesday, December 19:
I'm in charge of crafts and a snack at my son's preschool Christmas party. All goes well, though the Baby Angel Sugar Cones were not as easy as Sandra Lee had me believe while watching "Semi-Homemade" on the Food Channel.
Go to a Christmas ornament exchange with girlfriends. Spend half of evening on phone with the Nurse Line, trying to determine if my swollen elephant ankles are cause for concern. The results? Watch my salt intake (hmmm...maybe I should have reconsidered ordering the giant Buffalo Chicken Sandwich and fries?) and keep my feet up (hahahaha...they MUST be kidding).
Wednesday, December 20:
Spend day trying to finish last minute Christmas preparations, finish an order for three dozen decorated sugar cookies, and bake rum cakes for friends. Avoid wrapping gifts at all costs.
By 8 p.m., I'm still working on the cookies, my ankles have puffed up again, and the children are trying to get out of clean-up duty by telling us their "tummies hurt". Not to be fooled by the tummy excuse, we tell them to GET CRACKING. NOWWWWW.
8:15 - Laura projectile vomits all over Daddy and the carpet. Ooh. Now I feel bad. Leave unfinished cookies, bathe and rock Laura.
8:45 - Round two.
9:00 p.m. - 7:00 a.m. - Rounds three through six. Cookie order still unfinished.
Thursday, December 21:
Wake up at 6:00 a.m. to go to a doctor appointment. I have suspected carpal tunnel in my hands for four years, and it has now gotten so bad it is waking me up at night. The "Nerve Conduction Study" sucks big time. Yes, please hook me up to electrodes and shock the crap out of me! And absolutely, go right ahead and do my left hand for comparison! I do have carpal tunnel and will have a "corrective procedure" (read = outpatient surgery, and I am a total wimp when it comes to things like this) on January 9th.
Go home and disinfect house. Complete cookie order, telling children every two seconds NOT TO BREATHE ON THE COOKIES OR RUM CAKES. Because spreading the stomach flu through baked goods would pretty much be the end of my baking career.
Put Laura, who will only drink grape juice (do you already know where this is going?), down for an early nap, per her request (I tiiiiired, Mama). Hear screaming 45 minutes later and go retrieve her from her crib, where I find that she has thrown up bright purple all over her crib and wall (but NOT on my carpet - score!).
Friday, December 22:
Up early again to get some lab work done. I'm still concerned about the nausea, swelling, and my unquenchable thirst, and it has been suggested that I should have my blood sugar tested. It is normal. So I guess this just means that I'm going out of this pregnancy business with a real bang. I knew I had it too easy the last two times.
All is well at home. Garrett has miraculously avoided whatever bug Laura contracted, and Laura has recovered. I'm feeling pretty nauseated, but that's nothing new these days (shout out to the makers of Tums, saltine crackers, and gummy snacks - you ROCK!).
Spend the morning preparing to go to the in-laws (in Branson) for Christmas #1 that afternoon. Still have not wrapped gifts. Wrap only what I need for Christmas #1, will do the rest tomorrow! PLENTY of time left.
We get our rum cakes delivered and head to the in-laws in the afternoon. My mother in law has the cleanest and most beautifully decorated house ever, and she really revels in putting on a totally perfect Martha Christmas. So you know how delighted I was that the children discovered a new talent as we were just minutes from arrival - singing the ABC's with their index fingers plugging up their nostrils. I knew we were in for a fun evening...
Come back tomorrow for the thrilling conclusion...
My emails are caught up. My Bloglines are clear. The holidays are over. The closets are reorganized. The stove top drip trays are cleaned, for goodness sake. I have NO more excuses for avoiding blogging.
So after fourteen days of no blogs, I guess I'll fill you in on all the latest with A List:
Tuesday, December 19:
I'm in charge of crafts and a snack at my son's preschool Christmas party. All goes well, though the Baby Angel Sugar Cones were not as easy as Sandra Lee had me believe while watching "Semi-Homemade" on the Food Channel.
Go to a Christmas ornament exchange with girlfriends. Spend half of evening on phone with the Nurse Line, trying to determine if my swollen elephant ankles are cause for concern. The results? Watch my salt intake (hmmm...maybe I should have reconsidered ordering the giant Buffalo Chicken Sandwich and fries?) and keep my feet up (hahahaha...they MUST be kidding).
Wednesday, December 20:
Spend day trying to finish last minute Christmas preparations, finish an order for three dozen decorated sugar cookies, and bake rum cakes for friends. Avoid wrapping gifts at all costs.
By 8 p.m., I'm still working on the cookies, my ankles have puffed up again, and the children are trying to get out of clean-up duty by telling us their "tummies hurt". Not to be fooled by the tummy excuse, we tell them to GET CRACKING. NOWWWWW.
8:15 - Laura projectile vomits all over Daddy and the carpet. Ooh. Now I feel bad. Leave unfinished cookies, bathe and rock Laura.
8:45 - Round two.
9:00 p.m. - 7:00 a.m. - Rounds three through six. Cookie order still unfinished.
Thursday, December 21:
Wake up at 6:00 a.m. to go to a doctor appointment. I have suspected carpal tunnel in my hands for four years, and it has now gotten so bad it is waking me up at night. The "Nerve Conduction Study" sucks big time. Yes, please hook me up to electrodes and shock the crap out of me! And absolutely, go right ahead and do my left hand for comparison! I do have carpal tunnel and will have a "corrective procedure" (read = outpatient surgery, and I am a total wimp when it comes to things like this) on January 9th.
Go home and disinfect house. Complete cookie order, telling children every two seconds NOT TO BREATHE ON THE COOKIES OR RUM CAKES. Because spreading the stomach flu through baked goods would pretty much be the end of my baking career.
Put Laura, who will only drink grape juice (do you already know where this is going?), down for an early nap, per her request (I tiiiiired, Mama). Hear screaming 45 minutes later and go retrieve her from her crib, where I find that she has thrown up bright purple all over her crib and wall (but NOT on my carpet - score!).
Friday, December 22:
Up early again to get some lab work done. I'm still concerned about the nausea, swelling, and my unquenchable thirst, and it has been suggested that I should have my blood sugar tested. It is normal. So I guess this just means that I'm going out of this pregnancy business with a real bang. I knew I had it too easy the last two times.
All is well at home. Garrett has miraculously avoided whatever bug Laura contracted, and Laura has recovered. I'm feeling pretty nauseated, but that's nothing new these days (shout out to the makers of Tums, saltine crackers, and gummy snacks - you ROCK!).
Spend the morning preparing to go to the in-laws (in Branson) for Christmas #1 that afternoon. Still have not wrapped gifts. Wrap only what I need for Christmas #1, will do the rest tomorrow! PLENTY of time left.
We get our rum cakes delivered and head to the in-laws in the afternoon. My mother in law has the cleanest and most beautifully decorated house ever, and she really revels in putting on a totally perfect Martha Christmas. So you know how delighted I was that the children discovered a new talent as we were just minutes from arrival - singing the ABC's with their index fingers plugging up their nostrils. I knew we were in for a fun evening...
Come back tomorrow for the thrilling conclusion...
15 Comments:
I am so worried that your son is going to vomit all over the mother-in-law's beautifully Martha-decorated house. I'm so coming back tomorrow to find out...
Glad you're back!
Glad you are back! Can't wait to hear the thrilling conclusion! Sounds like you have been super busy and need to take it easy .....
Happy New Year!!!
Can't wait to hear the rest!!
I don't miss swollen body parts...
Not to rejoice in someone else's misery, but my sister's current pregnancy is so horrible that the hospital has actually made her TAKE HOME the I.V. drip! The whole big walk-about. At home. And here I laughed at her.
How fantastic Laura didn't get purple barf all over the carpet! (A couple weeks ago I found myself on my hands & knees picking out regurgitated pasta from the carpet at 3:00 am - nice.)
Anyhow, welcome back!
Welcome back. Sounds like you were having lots of fun. Sorry I missed the rum cake...I was so hoping to taste it, but then again...Guess I will have to try again next year...unless you just want to make an extra and I'll make the tea. :) Jean 1
Stacey I will be praying for you and your surgery. So happy you are back. Happy New Year.
I MISSED YOU SO MUCH! I'm glad you're back and - seemingly - in one piece. HUZZAH!
Don't forget, in the crazy-ass hubbub that is your life, to drink lots of water. Trust me, THE WATER HELPS SO MUCH!!! Take care of yourself 'cause I can't afford to come down there and whup your butt if you don't :D
The fact that you are having surgery on my birthday means it will go fabulously, so don't worry. That Friday I am scheduled to begin replacing a molar I had pulled a couple of years ago. They will push a metal post into my gums. Hooray!
Glad you are back. You certainly needed a break from blogging, but I can't wait to hear the rest of your story.
congrats on not getting purple vomit on your carpet. i do not know how you avoided that one.
glad you're back! check my blog for the michael landon recipe :)
happy 2007!
Holy crap. That was a lot going on. Looking forward to seeing how it ends.
Glad you're back. I knew you wouldn't let us down and not have any stories to tell. Wow! Hats off to you!
Firstly, glad you're back!! Second, glad to hear that Laura is better and that everyone else avoided the bug. Third, you are like a freakin soap opera, making us wait for the much anticipated conclusion. GAH!
I HAVE SSOOOOO MISSED YOU!!! WELCOME BACK!
So glad to see you back! All those hits on your statcounter? Me. :o)
Kidding. A smidge.
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