Compartment 14B
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Days getting shorter, list of things to do getting longer. 2009-11-20 - 4:26 p.m. So let us recap my current obligations, shall we? - mother to two young children I have not even made mention of social obligations that are starting to ramp up at this time of year. While I would never say that this list is in precise order of importance, you can see which one is at the end, and that’s probably fairly accurate. This may, in fact, be one of only a few times in years and years of blogging that I’ve gone a couple of weeks without updating. Here are the highlights of recent activity: Biscuit got the H1N1 vaccine. Because of his egg allergy he had to have it at the hospital under a doctor’s supervision, and they gave him 10% of his ½ dose, watched him for ½ and hour, then gave him the rest and watched him for an hour. He got a fever that night and was too grouchy for daycare the next day, but I feel a lot better now that he’s been vaccinated. I’m not feeling better about the fact that he’s still only 3rd percentile for weight for his age. WTF dietician and gastroenterologist? We’ve had him on your recommended feeding regimen for almost 3 months now, but he hasn’t gained any ground on the charts. We might as well have continued to feed him his beloved yogurt, for all the good your dairy-free diet is doing. Okay, we’ve continued to butter his toast and he does still get the odd goldfish cracker or small lump of cheese, but that can’t possibly account for his stubborn refusal to gain weight. He’s doing the soy milk/hypoallergenic formula (which I assume is made from pure gold, based on its cost)/multivitamin/oil mixture you told us to put him on, but the kid just doesn’t seem to want to eat much. WHAT ARE WE TO DO NOW?!?! WHAT??? Also in Biscuit news, he’s toddling all over the place now; sometimes he even runs. He still falls down a lot, but I have to admit, he’s no longer a baby and is firmly in the “toddler” category. Have I mentioned he still can’t clearly say a single word besides Mama? Oh, he can sometimes luck out and enunciate something as clear as a bell, but two minutes later he’s back to gog, gak and guk for dog, cat and duck. When do I get him evaluated? He’ll be a year and a half in under 2 weeks. Grommet sometimes drives us crazy in the evenings these days: “Eat your dinner. Lather, rinse, repeat the next night. I know, I should pick my battles and this shouldn’t be one of them, yet I seem to get trapped in this spiral all. The. Damn. Time. Help!
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- full-time office job
- part-time job teaching at the gym
- own, fledgling photography business which these days includes:
- a show currently running at the Glebe Community Centre art gallery
- trying to gear up for Christmas by producing calendars from my images
- collaborating with 65 other members of the Female Photographers of Etsy (fPOE) on a book!
- trying to expand both my Etsy shop and my website
- getting some pics to people that I’ve been promising for a shamefully long time
- wife to a wonderful man, who is busy in his own right, what with owning his own business and having a life too
- writer of this here blog
Your dinner.
Put it in your mouth, chew and swallow.
If you don’t eat your dinner you won’t be able to go to the library tonight.
That piece right there. Yes now swallow it.
Swallow what’s in your mouth or I’m taking your dinner because you clearly don’t want it.
Okay, you don’t want it, it’s gone.
No, you don’t want it. If you did you’d have eaten more than one forkful over the last 20 minutes.
Stop freaking out. You didn’t want it. You even said so.
If you can’t be pleasant, go to your room until you calm down.
I don’t care if you don’t want to go, that’s kind of the point.
To. Your. ROOM!!!”
That means no swiping my stuff - text, images, etc. - without asking.
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