Sunday, February 28, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Sorry about yesterday. Update: We are still sick here today at stupid-sick house. Shout out to my awesome neighbors for taking such good care of us! I hope that we are better by Sunday, but I'm thinking I might be a tad optimistic here. The good news of being sick is, of course, say it with me ladies: "Losing weight without trying!" Yay! Um, no. I stepped on the scale expecting pre-wedding numbers only to see that I have lost two pounds. Two pounds? TWO POUNDS!?!? I have two pounds of kleenex in every trash in every room of this house! How is that possible? Ugh! I should have abs of steal from all the coughing alone, but alas. Durr. Enough of my ranting. Lets talk blogs. P.S. I want an invite to yours. Moving on.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
This guy. He was the dr assigned to us by our insurance, so we just went assuming he would be ok. First of all, his office was icky gross, like old stained pictures of Porches and dusty models of tracheas from drug reps. (exam room 1- go see for yourself) How does a frame get stained dark black on half of the frame? Why doesn't someone change it or take it down once that happens? Second, he didn't have a baby scale! They weighed me holding E, then I handed her to the nurse and they weighed me again. Then the nurse did the subtraction in ink on the back of her hand. The back of her hand people! Am I crazy here? Or is that a little low rent? After the nurse took her vitals we waited for over a half an hour (the yellowed Claritin clock kept us well informed) before the doctor showed up. Now that's pretty standard, but it was a tiny room and it was hard to keep a sick baby happy even with her books, toys and bottles and what have you. So this guy shows up and he has another guy with him that writes down everything he says. The doctor tries to look in Eleanor's ears but gives up and says he can't see anything anyway. Um, what? He doesn't look at her again, doesn't listen to her breath, ask me any questions... just starts barking at his assistant by saying something then spelling it. He then asked the guy for some of the earlier vitals stuff which the guy can't find so I offer it (as I heard the nurse say it) but he scolds me saying "I was asking him!" Um, ok, freak. It was impossible to know when he was talking to his assistant or me as he never looked at either of us, but instead two feet to your right. I started to wonder if he was blind, but then remembered that he did pretend to look in her ears... So odd. He was talking loudly to his assistant and also into his tape recorder but of course Eleanor is crying now so I am desperately trying to keep her distracted, only to be scolded again at "touching" stuff. Good mother folks! Come on! Heaven forbid I hurt one of your free drug rep freebies from the 80's that are piled up to the rafters. He mentions that her abdomen was soft, um, he never touched her tummy, but whatev. We were in that room for over an hour at that point and I hear him say into his recorder "child is very agitated." Ya think? I'll show you agitated. I asked him if she was contagious and he waves his hand at me like you would dismiss a servant, all flick, flick. No. Um, ok then. Until you look at bronchiolitis online. Ya it's not contagious, but the infections that cause it are. Like RSfreakingV! Could you maybe give me just a touch of information here? Nope, apparently not. Then the cherry on top of this disaster was the pharmacist questioning the dosage on the meds. As the doctor prescribed the antibiotic for twice the amount of time that is normal. Ya, call me risky, but I think I will go with the pharmacist (and the subsequent internet searches) on this one. Freak. We are suppose to be going back in about ten more days, but I think I will be finding a new doctor in the meantime. Like not one who specializes in "medical weight loss" and perhaps has a baby scale. My mom asked if she got a lollipop at the end of her visit and I almost cried.
P.S. Um, so much for this post.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
This week Aubrey had all kinds of things planned for the kids. Like decorating cupcakes. I'm not sure what had made E cry in this picture, but it was too cute to not include. Can you see the streaks? It's killing me.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Look at this over-bundled package of cute.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
making her a cute crown for the big day.
Sunday, February 07, 2010
But don't take my word for it. Here is some video of her after she finished her breakfast.
P.S. I really need to stop talking when I film her.
Saturday, February 06, 2010
Just a few quick shots of Eleanor after her bath. She's so cuddly and sweet for about 90 seconds and then she is off like a shot. You can enjoy the cuddling and then chase the naked baby, or try to get a diaper on during your window of opportunity. Here are some shots of the cuddly girl.
GOOD CHUB, she is pinchable!
I've tried repeatedly to catch Eleanor outside when it is raining or snowing. She loves it. She opens her moth really wide and or sticks out her tongue to taste what's happening in the air. It's so funny to watch. Here she is the other day as we loaded up to go inside.
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