Tuesday, February 5, 2013

On Blog Identity and a Little Personal, Too

Okay, ladies and gents. It's official. I am having a blog identity crisis. I have zero idea in what direction my blog is headed in and I feel like my post subjects are all across the board. 

Actually, my problem with this is probably pretty indicative of how I feel about the rest of my life - total chaos. My apartments in shambles, my MonkeyBoy and I stay in pajamas for most of the day (sometimes through his first nap!), laundry gets done but remains largely unfolded and/or put away, kitchen cleaning consists mostly of using the dishwasher and spot-cleaning, and I'm not even sure what's going on in my head these days.

I think the one thing (err, two things) I can count on to not be confusing are my relationships (Gary, baby, ETC) and that time is flying by way too fast for me to catch my breath (insert loop of previous paragraph here). I really, truly want to know how other moms seem to be able to do it all! I mean, don't they stay in their pajamas all day, reheating cold coffee and chasing their kids around the toys on the ground to change their diaper? And can we talk about spilled milk for a minute? And how much I miss nursing because spilled milk never made it past my t-shirt? There are Cheerio fragments on the ground (thank GOD that's easy to vaccuum), the plastic sheet under his high chair is... gross right now from dinner, it shames me to admit. It looks like World War III up in here with all the toys lying face-down on the ground!

And here, I sit sipping tea, enjoying a cupcake and blogging about how crazy life is. I swear, I do NOT have ADD or anything like that (clinically diagnosed, anyway). Sometimes, you just need to let it all hang out. But really, I am having a blog identity crisis so please bear with me as I hash some things out and discover what it is I'm really trying to say. I'm coming to grips with having a toddler, having a period again and not breast feeding while simultaneously realizing I'm suddenly not sleep-deprived, so I realize things are slowly going back to normal - as normal as can be with a child to care for, but you know. Normal.

My ABC's and other random things


Via the lovely Nic of Chevrons & Anchors!
  • A - Age: 28. Just 28. I really dislike this number.
  • B - Bed size: Cozy queen.
  • C - Chore you hate: Folding laundry is the most obvious chore I hate the most.
  • D - Drink of choice: Just water, followed closely by coffee & tea.
  • E - Essential start to your day item: Coffee at the very least, or tea if I ran out.
  • F - Favorite color: CBE86B and similar tones.
  • G - Gold or Silver: Silver-toned jewelry looks better on my skin tone. I like yellow gold, but I don't feel classy enough for it.
  • H - Height: 5'5".
  • I - Instruments you play(ed): I played clarinet for about 6 years; dabbled in piano for 3 years or so.
  • J - Job: Stay at home mama, writer, former healthcare provider, Registered Nurse.
  • K - Kids: Just one.
  • L - Living arrangements: We live in an apartment, just us three.
  • M - Mom's name: Mom :)
  • N - Nicknames: Jules
  • O - Overnight hospital stay other than birth: Delivering my son was the only overnight stay I've had so far.
  • P - Pet Peeve: Leaving the bath mat on the floor instead of draped over the side of the tub, dirty kitchen sinks, wearing shoes in the house, wearing shoes at all (I love flip flops), people who talk too much. 
  • Q - Quote from a movie: Can't think of one right now (not much of a movie person)
  • R - Right or left handed: Righty
  • S - Siblings: A younger brother.
  • T - Time you wake up: Usually 8 am.
  • U- Underwear: Always.
  • V - Vegetable you dislike: Can't think of any I dislike.  
  • W - What makes you run late: Just my general inability to be anywhere on time. I'm chronically late.
  • X - X-rays you've had: Left elbow, teeth (for orthodontic work), lungs.
  • Y - Yummy food you make: I'm not terribly shabby in the kitchen so most everything I make usually comes out good (tooting my own horn here!).
  • Z - Zoo favorite: Elephants :)
We spent the weekend hanging out with my brother's girlfriend - she drove up on Friday evening to watch Daniel for Gary and I while we drove to a few apartments to scope out (and weed out) a possible future abode. We don't need to move until the end of March or early April so this is just us being proactive. The first two apartments, while in our price range, are not options for us. The third apartment was absolutely lovely and though slightly out of our budget, we could make it work and the amenities makes it well worth it. 

Daniel and I are spending the majority of this work week on our own - Gary will be in Colorado on business through Thursday evening. I'm definitely looking forward to a nice, quite weekend though. My parents will be up on Saturday and I can't wait to see them!

In regard to a previous post I shared about the wonders of the Oil Cleansing Method, I really need to take it back. It ALL needs to be taken back. I gave it a legitimate try, using it once a day, adjusting the ratios of carrier oil to castor oil every few weeks or so but several things were happening that I just could not overlook. One is that my face just was NOT improving. My face wasn't more oily and I really liked the way my skin felt (not tight after I washed, not dry during the day even with minimal application of moisturizer, etc), but the acne wasn't going anywhere. Two (and this was the even bigger issue) was the fact that I broke out in an allergic reaction to something in the oil mixture on my eyelids and upper lip. At first it was just dry, patchy areas but towards the end (mid January), my eyelids were so red and painful from my lash line to almost my brow bone and from the bridge of my nose to the outermost edge of my eye. There was a similar reaction from near the septum of my nose down towards both sides of my lips (inverted V shape). I stopped using the oils going on two weeks ago and those areas are finally looking better; this is the first day that my eyelids aren't red and patchy, though rogue dry spots are still popping up on all three areas. 

Funny enough though, since Daniel and I have stopped nursing earlier this month (so I'm assuming, post-pregnancy hormones are probably FINALLY going back to normal as a result of that), my acne is clearing up on its own. I'm using a run of the mill, organic non-soap skin care line that is available at Target so really, no big deal. I was fairly convinced during this entire 10 months that I had this acne that it was hormone-related but I figured it could be controlled anyway. Oh well, lesson learned!

Monday, February 4, 2013

Signing Off On January

I have been horrible with my most obvious New Year's Resolution of: blogging more regularly. Truth be told, I've decided to shift that goal into just plain journaling more - I busted out my old notebook, bought a new one yesterday, and received a pack of mini-journals from a friend a few days ago. We'll see if this any more fruitful...

Flushed with fever
Gary was gone for almost 2 weeks in a row (working late, getting home LATE before leaving for Vegas for the rest of the week; home for a 1.5 weekend, leaving for Chicago on Sunday evening for the remainder of last week). We knew Gary would be gone a lot these next few months since back in December, so I planned to spend last week down in San Diego with my parents. The night before I planned on leaving, however, Daniel came down with a fever that came and went over the course of three days. It was just the fever though, as terribly hot to the touch that he was. He was in good spirits though, never fighting me to cart him back and forth to the store (first, for dinner; second, because I as unknowingly low on Tylenol and ran out before his second dose), and slept off and on with me keeping somewhat of a vigil over him. I didn't get much sleep last night, to say the least.


Daniel was fever-free on Monday morning so we left, and he was in good spirits even when his fever returned later that day. Had I known this would happen, I would have kept us home, but having my parents there was extremely helpful during the first part of the week. Then on Thursday, a rash developed on his trunk. It never really spread onto his extremities, but it was enough for me to finally consult the triage nurse at his Pediatrician's office. The RN said it may be Roseola and said it would pass on its own with little side effect. After I did a little research myself, the description sounded exactly like what Daniel has experienced with the fevers and then with the rashes. It was all gone by Saturday morning, but  not before becoming inconsolable over the last few days of our trip.

Not a happy camper, this one.
Everything upset him, he wouldn't let ANY of us hold him, and he slept horribly  No naps, awake every few hours at night, crying, ugh. I felt like a mother of a newborn all over again. I know it was a combination of a few factors on top of the illness that really made the tail-end of our trip a total disaster. However comfortable he is in my parent's home, at the end of the day, it isn't home. It wasn't his home where his toy box and TV and bathtub and most of all, where our bed is. And also, Gary's presence was very greatly missed. I'm so sad that he was acting the way he was because I thought being at my parents home, which he's comfortable with, would be okay for a week.

We are still adjusting to the changes in Gary's new schedule; he'll be gone again for most of next week. We will be spending it at home, as I really don't want to relive last week anytime soon.

Going off on a semi-tangent, something I haven't really talked about on here at all is the fact that Daniel is now completely weaned. As of the 12th of January, he became a whole-milk drinking big toddler; In the beginning my heart ached slightly at the thought of my baby boy growing up so fast and no longer needing me in that way, but as the weeks rolled by I noticed a tremendous amount of growth and maturity in him that I don't think we would have noticed as much if he were still nursing.

First of all, he is a phenominal sleeper now. It only took 14 months, but it's better now than never! He sleeps, on average, 10 hours straight at night (9 pm to 7 am) and naps 2 hours in the early afternoon w/ a quick power nap (45 minutes to an hour, tops) in the early evening to get him through dinner, bath, and more play. He doesn't need ANY help falling asleep now aside from the occasional back patting/rub, but even that is dwindling. Last night, we laid down in bed around 8 pm to wind down and watch Tangled (I love that movie!) and he was out, all on his own, by before 8:30! I was blown away! One minute, we're watching the movie and the next, I look over and see he's knocked out! I spent the remainder of the movie reading in bed (currently reading Cloud Atlas, a great read so far). And now, he has a very specific daily schedule: awake around 7 (8, if I'm lucky), play and breakfast, lay down for a nap around 11, nap for a few hours, late lunch, more play, little nap around 5 if he needs one, dinner, a bath (if I didn't give it to him earlier), wind down and hopefully asleep by 9. Every single day, it's like this. I never thought my routine-less little infant would turn into a toddler who put himself into his own schedule!

We're shopping around for a new apartment for when we have to move in March/April and because of his age now, we're looking at a 2 bedroom so he can have a place to call his own! He'll be 17 months when we finally move, so I'm hoping to transition him into a toddler bed. My mom bought us a crib for him, which largely went unused over the past 14 months because he much preferred sleeping with us. It is a convertible crib, we just need to buy the parts to convert it. And of course, I'm looking for cute, funky decor to deck out his first bedroom - I am loving Ikea's children line!

Daniel's Room Inspiration Board
And of course, January 25th was my birthday! Your's truly is officially 28 years (young!), in what is considered my late twenties, and I feel... absolutely no different. Haha.