Thursday, March 23, 2006

Ayyy Ya-Yiiii

...Or however you write it...

It's just been one of those days... at home ... again. So, if I'm in the poor house next week, you'll know why ... Rotovirus. That's why. I may be starting a pay-pal account for donations. Or, just send canned goods or Aldi gift cards.

Actually, I think Hunter is teething in a major, MAJOR way. There are bumps all over his lower gums and he has been (read: I'm loosing my mind). My heart really goes out to the moms who have colicky (sp?) babies that cry and cry and CRY. I really am ever so thankful that I have such a great baby. I can deal with the occasional times when he becomes a nuclear bomb in a matter of minutes.

Do any of you remember that commercial that aired maybe about a year ago, and showcased a crazy family (kids jumping around) with a mom sitting on the couch talking about Netflix (or some on-line DVD rental place) ... the kids are screaming and jumping and running behind her, and she calmly speaks on, when the phone rings... and the husband, whom you don't see, shouts out something like ... "Honey..." (implying that she needs to get the phone) and she screams "MOMMY'S DOING A COMMERCIAL!" Yeah, well... that's what today felt like. Ten loads of laundry, dirty dishes, rumpled bed, screaming baby, and husband coming home from work, showering and laying down to take a nap... "MOMMY'S DOING LIFE!" UGH.

The play pen sheet did not fit. I'm pretty sure that if I had the stinking mattress here, I'd be able to make it the right size, but... given that I don't, and really, I have no patience after today to pursue MAKING anything... I went to Mr. Google-arama and found a 40x40 fitted sheet at Great Baby Products and ordered two. Whew... with that behind me, I feel 100% better. It was worth the $12 bucks for expedited delivery.

Now ... just in case anyone was wondering ... I have nothing spiritual to share, nothing inspirational, funny, or deeply philosophical for the day, or even the week. In fact, I don't even know how to spell philosophical. But, I finally got Hunter to fall asleep and I'm enjoying a cold glass of milk and a few Oreos as I catch up on my blog, your blogs, and listen to Casting Crown's NEW CD (WOOT!). So far, it's excellent!!! I do, however, want to share with you that I tried Lauren's Chicken with Chilaquiles and Salsa Verde and it was pretty good!!! It sort of reminded me of an un-formed tamale. So the next recipe I try will be her Santa Fe Casserole, which based on the picture, looks like a winner, too.

Good grief... Hunter is moving around and yelping in his sleep. Well, not really yelping just making tiny grunting noises of complaint.

DOH! Spoke too soon. Now he's crying. And it's only been 20 minutes. Maybe I won't be able to catch up on all your blogs after all! Sorry!

Gotta go.



Jeana said...

The more I read your blog, the more you remind me of me. Translated: I really like you. And? I have ego issues.

flipflop said...

Poor baby. Hey, you're a smart gal deciding to buy those sheets.

kpjara said...

So, the 'failed' sheets, will they end up in the summer house-clearing garage sale? I'm just doggin' you...I'm glad you found some that will fit...Maybe God is teaching you about boundaries and the art of saying "No, I'm sorry, I can't do that". Oh wait, that last part was for me!

I hope you get some sleep tonight and that you "get to go to work"? soon...why am I saying that?


Lauren said...

What!? Nothing inspirational? A mother who loves her son and defends his honor to all of her blog reading public. (and she has time to cook awesome recipes) I'm inspired!

Morning Glory said...

Maybe a bubble bath in lots and lots of water would be soothing, after you're sure the baby is asleep.

HolyMama! said...

have you tried Highland's teething tablets and teething gel? It rocks.

momrn2 said...

Are you kidding me? It is just never ending for you right now, is it? I am not even kidding that I wish I were closer to come help. Course I'd be a funny site doing laundry, dishes, and vaccumming while hobbling around from the "hole in my heel". Guess no funnier than how I've looked all day today so what's the difference? :-) Hang in there and know since I can't be there in person I am there in thoughts and prayers!

Kristen said...

Yeah, colickey babies. One reason (among others) that I believe I'm done having children. Fiesty was a colickey one. NO.FUN.

That commercial cracked me up every time I saw it. I wish they still aired it. So totally my life.

Faith said...

Oh, I soo woulda' just bought those sheets too girl!
I'm with Holymama! The highlands teething tablets are great. My little man loves 'em too.

Mama D said...

Oh the teething. I've been there. I am still there. And still no teeth. I feel so proud of myself that I can deal with her crying now. I sure couldn't when she was first born. Yikes. I thought I was going crazy. Hope you have a great weekend and Hunter feels better!

Shalee said...

Calgoooooooooon!!! Take her away... And give her some wine, lots of chocolate and some relaxing music. Heck throw in a massage and a maid and she will be in heaven!

Okay since it can't really do all that, just tell hubby that he's on duty when he gets home and then go find a moment of sanity... anywhere you can find it.

Momma said there'd be days like this... (Well, not mine. If she had, I might have reconsidered my stopping taking the pill...)

Chilihead2 said...

Great post, whether you think so or not. I know every single one of us is living that (at one time or another). And I can't thank you enough for the link to the casserole!

GiBee said...

Okay ... let's see if I can get all this in a few short paragraphs...

Jeana -- I lurv ya too! And ... I have really big ego issues too. See how well we get along?

Kris, Kim (kpjara), Faith -- what was I even thinking saying yes? "Charge it" would have been a much easier thing to say and do... and I did!

Lauren - Guess I'm not super woman after all!

Holymama--got the tablets and the gel -- and the motrin -- and the tylenol -- and the whisky -- I mean, bottle -- of formula, that is... eh, what the heck -- a little shot of whisky won't hurt him. I mean, me. ME. Won't hurt ME. I think we have 4 (count them...FOUR) teeth coming in all at the same time. (frown) Nothing's helping.

MomRN2 -- you'll do nothing of the sort! You'll sit right down and let your tootsie heal. And while it's healing, you can help me with the whisky. I mean, baby.

Morning Glory, and Shalee -- why do you two think alike? Scary. A bath? I don't think so... I'll never get out of the tub! Then there will be big trouble in little china!

Kristen - I LIVE that commercial.

Mama D -- I know what you mean! I feel those little buggers, but don't see them yet. If they'd hurry up and SHOW we wouldn't have so many problems! Shy little buggers!

Chilihead2 - thanks and... glad I could help! And... did you notice the little peek of the boy I gave you on Friday's post? Maybe I'll borrow your glasses and put them on him for a full facial shot!

Heth said...

It sounds like you need another glass of milk and some more oreos. Heck, just throw an oreo in the baby safe feeder. I'm sure that would make his teeth feel all better.

Hope things settle down for you soon.

Carol said...

One of these days you're going to look back and say, "Well, all babies cry, but you were such a GOOD baby."

People tell me my first had some really fussy spell, but I swear I don't remember it that way at all.