Blatherings of an Extroverted Bookworm

Milo has had a runny/stuffy nose since Monday early in the evening. He's now coughing. Ya'll I'm not ready this! He isn't either. My poor baby :(. Any tips from the parents out there on how to best deal with his cough? Thanks!

I think I'm developing an ear infection. Pity me :(.

Finally cleaned out a box of old clothing I've been meaning to tackle. Picked out some stuff to go to Goodwill. In the pile are 2 pairs of jeans I've been hauling around for 10+ years...the "I will lose weight and fit into these jeans again!" jeans. Depressing. I wore these things 100 pounds ago, just about. All these years of having them stored, and I've just gotten heavier and heavier. I might have to accept that I will never be that size again. But I still need to work on losing weight. In the meantime, I'm releasing those jeans. No point in dwelling on how I used to look, have to concentrate on how I want to look in the future.

Probably the most depressing thing about looking at those jeans is how I thought I was fat then. Amazing.

fings and I went for a physical earlier this week, and we are depressed about our weight, concerned about our blood pressure, etc. We have got to stop feeling bad and DO something. We have to get healthier, for our own sakes and for the sake of our son. Oy gevalt.

Rant ahead, hopefully mostly coherent, I'm running on fumes these days...

This is just plain appalling and wrong. And offensive and infuriating, speaking as a FAT Hispanic who has a 16 day old baby. I was fully aware of the fact that I needed to be careful with my weight gain during the pregnancy. My weight fluctuated towards the end of the pregnancy because of water retention, but I basically gained 15 pounds in real baby and baby related weight. My baby was 7lb 9oz and I was negative 5 pounds from pre-pregnancy weight a week after giving birth. My fat ass carried a baby and he is FINE & HEALTHY, he scored 8 & 9 on the apgar. I made sure to eat when I was hungry (and sometimes that hunger was so fierce, I felt I could cut a bitch if they got in the way of me and food) and not abusive "pregnancy privilege" and go insane "eating for 2"--I cannot for the life of me imagine what I would have been like and gone through if I was trying to shoot for no weight gain, or how that would have negatively impacted my son. My doctor, bless him, never gave me shit about my weight or weight gain and when I needed to be put on hypertensive meds halfway in the pregnancy, he didn't pontificate about how it happened cause of my weight. These assholes are full of shit, and certainly aren't giving a real shit about these mothers and their babies.

After being up for most of the night despite myself, I crashed at 7am in the recliner and woke up around 1pm. I stretched when I woke up, and got a charley horse in my left calf. It hurt like a FUCKING GODDAMNED MOTHERFUCKER, ZOMG. Thank goodness fings was home, he was able to rub my calf for me as I whimpered and cursed in pain. I wish like hell there was a less painful way for my body to let me know I am low on calcium. I drank some calcium enriched orange juice and took some Viactiv calcium chews once I was able to walk, and made sure to drink plenty of milk today. I'm glad I can stomach the chews again, for a long while there, they were making me gag.

Fever is at 101.68. Um, ok this is the 5th day in a row where I've had fever. Can this please stop now? I've been sleeping, drinking crazy fluids, and have gotten precious little accomplished this week. Had plans to visit some friends tomorrow, but can't because I have plague. My eyeballs ache. No moar, plz, kthnx.

Considering I suffer from flat feet that are often ouchy...that I swore off high heels forever after going to a wedding this past Saturday, this is of interest to me: You Walk Wrong. Goodness knows I'm barefoot all of the time when I am home.

I had a glucose tolerance test today, it made me feel icky and even sleepier than I already was (had to haul my ass to UMDNJ in Newark for the 2nd time this week, whee).  The nurse brutalized my arms trying to get blood samples (thankfully she succeeded before having to whip out the butterfly).  I have a fever now.  I have been feeling crappy all day, both physically and emotionally.  There's crap for my class tomorrow I didn't get to do.  Oh well.  Could be worse.