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Not Me! Monday

This is my first "Not Me! Monday" post. I've been reading the MckMama blog for a few weeks and I'm going to give it a try.

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.

And away we go!

This week I certainly did not put my 7 month-old in the backpack and clean my house. Nope, not me! I did not find it to be the only way I could get things done around the house without her screaming to be picked up or played with.  Nope! Not me! I also did not then wear the backpack outside to play with the dog and hit her on the back of the head with the ChuckIt, which did not then give her a bruise on the back of her perfectly shaped head. Nope!

At work, I did not figure out that I could use Tweetie to update Twitter and my Facebook status from work.  Nope! Not me! I did not tweet multiple times from work updating the world on silly things my students said (Like, "Old Fashioned is like, two days ago") or tweet what I was teaching in math, (which happens to be plotting number pairs on a coordinate grid).  Not me! I also did not video chat with my best friend's mother while my kids were at special.

Sunday, I did not ignore my daughter, who was babbling in her crib for 45 minutes (or longer) after her nap.  I did not let her stay and play in her crib while I continued to nap.  Nope!  Not me! And I certainly did not find her completely turned around in her crib playing with the two dolls and personalized name pillow that were at the opposite end of her crib (I certainly would not have toys in her crib either, since they are dangerous!).

And finaly, I did not write this blog entry from my desk at work, while my kids were silent reading.  Nope!  Not me!

Baby vs. Shoes

The battle began months ago. Kate will not keep shoes on her feet. The girl hates shoes. I bought her a really cute pair of Robeez. You know, the shoe that says, "Barefoot is best, choose Robezz next"? Yeah, how about, "Barefoot is best, your daughter can take these off in 2 seconds flat and trying to find them will be a pest."

The website even says "They stay on too, with elasticized ankles to ensure a perfectly snug fit!". Ha! I laugh in your general direction.

Dougie lived in his Robeez and couldn't get them off. I told all my friends about them, I raved about them! I think I was even a little depressed when he got old enough for regular shoes.

Kate can take these shoes off in 2 seconds. I literally put one on and she takes it off before I can put the other one on her other foot! We could play that game all day.

I've been on the search for some really nice, girlie any GD shoes that she will leave on her feet!! Today, my Mom suggested these:

I liked them. They were cute and girlie. So, $26.99 later they were ours. I tried them on her feet (in her excersaucer, where she can't reach her feet, so therefore, can't take them off!



Now for the real test. I took her and put her on the floor to play. And ten minutes later...



They are still on her feet! Hooray!

Pedipeds fo-evah.

Wow.

"Did you say it? I love you. I don't ever want to live without you. You changed my life. Did you say it?"

Nik and I watched the Grey's season finale last night and it left me speechless. Speechless.

The show was so good, I wonder if when the writer's finished they all high fived each other.

Speechless.

Wordless Wednesday: This is how we roll.

Ugh.

Last year when I was pregnant with Kate, I got very sick the last three days of school. When I say sick, I mean, I wanted to die sick. The last three days were torture, but who calls in sick the last week of school? I was so sick that I slept in the corner for about 15 minutes while I had my kids watch a movie. Finally, the last day of school came and I went home to recuperate. That night I ended up in the ER with two things; dehydration and a gall bladder attack. The gall bladder attach was so painful, I thought I was going into early labor. I was scared, Nik was scared, and so were the people in the ER and Birth Center. No one quite knew what to do with me. They pumped me full of fluids and sent me home. They told me my gall bladder had sludge and that it was probably pregnancy related and wouldn't give me any more problems after I had the baby.

They were wrong.

Last Monday I woke out of a deep sleep (well, as deep as I can get since I'm still nursing Kate) in a lot of pain. I knew exactly what it was. I didn't wake Nik right away, hoping that it would pass. It didn't.

I ended up back in the ER. This time, since I wasn't pregnant, they pumped me full of pain meds instead of fluid. The pain went away and I slept like a baby. That stuff they gave me was awesome!

Long story short, my gall bladder and I don't get along anymore, and I'd like a divorce. We have irreconcilable differences and I want him out. So, my mother in-law and brother in-law have scheduled my court date surgery for the day after school gets out, Friday June 19th.

I'm very nervous.

I've never been under general anesthesia before and the two things I am most scared of is the damn tube in my throat and blood clots.

I trust my mother in-law and brother in-law with my life. Good thing they are the two doing the surgery.

Somebody has a case of the Mondays!

This morning was a bit rough on me. My class headed out on a three day field trip to Pinkham Notch and I stayed behind. So many people asked me why I wasn't going, I'm starting to wonder if anyone really pays attention to what goes on during a school year.

"Well, I had a baby in October and I'm still nursing, so..."
"She doesn't take a bottle?"
"She takes a bottle very well, but I'd be gone for three days, so..."
"She wont drink formula?"
"She could drink formula, but I choose to breast feed, so..."
"You couldn't just give it up for a few days?"
"No, it doesn't work like that..."

After I got my kids, chaperones and the teacher who is taking my place on the bus, I went back into my room to gather my things. I'm teaching art while the art teacher is being me on the trip. She gave me a DVD to show the classes while she's away.
I lost the DVD this morning...turned my room UPSIDE down to find it. Recruited help to find it and still couldn't Taught three classes without any formal training in art. Gave the kids 6 paints and then said, "You can't use paintbrushes, only your fingertips. GO!" It was a disaster. Awful. I hate every minute of it.

I went back to my room after three classes hoping to find it. It was right there! Sitting on a desk. I know we couldn't have missed it. Someone took it or found it....and then put it there. Otherwise, I'm losing my mind.

The last three classes of the day got to watch it.

It's interesting, but it doesn't really hold the attention of the kids...and, he swears twice. Thanks for heads up, Gale.