Update on the Doctor

I have been diagnosed with a sinus infection. Sounds mild, I know, but it's making me miserable. I'm on Z-Pac, so hopefully it will kick in soon. Dr. J. did some blood work to see if my white blood cell count is okay. He's concerned that I haven't been fighting off infection. I haven't worked a full week of work due to illness since October. In the mean time, plenty of rest and fluids, although I'm working a full day today. I'm way behind on housework, but I did muster enough energy yesterday to vacuum and do a load of laundry. I'm hoping to feel back to myself on Sunday so that I can get caught up again.

Not much new to report. I hope to have a quiet weekend with my family, and then it's back to part-time hours next week. Good thing too, I miss Murray. It seems as though as soon as I get home, it's suppertime (which lasts forever because Murray eats a ton and very slowly), then bath, then a bit of playtime and bed. I will be thrilled to have more time with him again.

Have a "super" Superbowl weekend!

Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired

I'm sick again. Not just your normal run of the mill cold, but full blown whatever it is. My lymph nodes are the size of golf balls, my nose is either plugged or draining, I'm coughing, have a fever, and body aches. Did I mention a headache? Anyway, I am going to my favorite doctor this morning. I plan to ask him why my immune system is shot. It seems that I've caught every bug that is going around, and even some that aren't. I don't think I've worked a full work week since October.

Anyway, other than that, all is well in the world of the Beckerleg's. Murray was his usual crabby 5pm self yesterday, but was a real treat after supper. He's always super cranky when he gets home from daycare; I suppose it will help when I can begin picking him up at 3pm again.

I'm at work today, because most of the staff is either on vacation or traveling on business. It's a good thing it's quiet, and we have a couch near a phone. If I have to come back to work after the doctor, I'm going to lay by the phone and rest. My end of year tasks and February traffic is all complete, so it's just a matter of dealing with the last minute issues that always seem to pop up towards the end of the week.

For a fun time waster, check out Dusty the horse at: http://www.dustypromotions.com This horse is incredible and he lives in Minnesota.

Happy almost Friday!

Grandma Was Right, As Usual

When I posted yesterday about Murray falling asleep at 6pm and still out of it at his normal bedtime, I mentioned that I called my beloved Grandmother (who has raised 5 children and is very much an expert at child rearing) to ask her if I should wake him or let him sleep. She advised that under no circumstances should I wake him but warned that we'd probably be awake in the middle of the night. She was right on both counts. I'm glad I didn't rouse him from his deep slumber. When he did wake up, he sat up, looked around, talked to himself for a bit and went right back to sleep. I was bummed that I missed the entire evening with him, but he must have needed the sleep. He slept until 6am this morning, and was off like a rocket, yelling for a banana.

As busy as it's been, I completely forgot that it's Super Bowl Sunday this weekend. I don't even know if we have any plans. We usually do one of two things: watch the game at the Legion, or, stay home and cook up a bunch of fun food. I'm not such a huge fan of the day. It gets to be way too late for a Sunday. I think I'll leave the decision up to Craig and Murray and I will stay home together.

A 40 Hour Week? Yikes!

Murray has been sleeping since 6pm. I'm concerned, but I called my Grandma, and she said it's fine, especially since he has an ear infection. I'm still worried because he he only had a banana for a snack at 5:30, but after that he was so crabby that I put him down. He's out like a light. The old adage is true: Never, ever, ever wake a sleeping baby. We'll probably be up at 3am.

I'm working full time this week, due to vacations for my co-workers. It's hard to wake up so early, but I'm sure it's just as hard for Craig to do pick-up and drop-off with Murray. Not an easy task when it's this cold (0h, poor us). I sound like I'm whining, but I'm not. I'll go back to my lovely part time hours next week.

Today, being my first day full-time in quite a while, I forgot my keys to t0 the office and ran our of gas in the meantime. What a Monday! Everything was solved quickly; the building manager of our office suites let me in and brought some gas on the way. Gotta love Keith and Health Source for letting me hang out and have coffee while I waited.

It will be warmer soon; have faith!

Parenting Lessons

I recently posted about Murray's tantrums. This clip is a mild tantrum - they are usually much worse. It's kind of funny, really, but it does get old after a while.

Speaking of Murray, we finally took him to the pediatrician, and it turns out he has an ear infection in both ears. Poor kid. We waited all week because he didn't have a fever, but the coughing wasn't getting any better. Seems I've become a bit less paranoid as a mom which is a good thing, because I was so nervous at first that I could hardly enjoy him. Now, though, I may have gone to the other extreme-I really should have taken him in on Monday. Live and learn.

I've had quite a few eye openers regarding parenting in the past 14 months. First of all, Craig and I were firm believers that our children would never use pacifiers. That changed quickly, when he began using me as a pacifier (I was nursing). Now we're weaning him from the "nook", but this is no easy task. I've also learned to expect the unimaginable; that our house will never be as perfectly clean as it was pre-Murray, and to never say never.

Wade and Kristine were finally able to take Mariana "home" with them to their hotel in Bogota. She is so gorgeous, and I am so, so happy for them. God bless you, Lovejoy's!

Taking the Plunge

Well, I finally did it. I took the plunge, literally. Early last week I joined the YMCA, but have been too chicken to go. The thought of working out next to the athletic people in the community was just too much. Due to my avoidance, Craig packed my bag last night, so I was forced to stop after work (I had been "forgetting" my work out clothes). Turned out to be well worth it. I opted for the lap swim today, of course I'm huffing and puffing next to the seriously good looking guy who I'm sure is an Olympic swimmer, and who also lapped me twice. I only swam for 20 minutes, but this very out-of-shape body needs to start slowly. I'm looking forward to taking some fitness classes too; maybe next week. I learned two things today: First, I have to remember to pack a plastic bag for my wet suit, and second, I'm going to get past the embarrassment of being ridiculously out of shape, and get IN shape! I'm not expecting miracles, and I know it will take time, but I'm determined.