Monday, February 25, 2013
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
This is the day that will not end.
Wow. Today has been a weird/long/tiring day.
I'm exhausted. And fussy. And my everything hurts.
Micah woke up complaining of a sore throat. I called to make an appointment and they were able to get him in this afternoon. Hallelujah. The pediatrician's office is near Joann's and I wanted to get some fabric for a project for my niece. So, we left a little early to run that errand.
I pick my fabric, get a number for the cutting table and wait for the four people ahead of me. Grayson proceeds to pitch a fit; crying, yelling "up!" and hitting me. Fun times! They finally call number 41 and an old lady cuts in front of me!
Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.
I complain to the lady next to me and then let it go.
We get to the pediatrician and micah has a meltdown because he doesnt want the dr to look in his ears. I then bribe him with a drumstick ice cream cone from target if he stops fussing. Awesome parenting skillz, i know. Micah finally lets the doctor check him out. Micah has pneumonia because of course he does. We get our stack of prescriptions and head out. While we are checking out the MA mentions that our pediatrician in North Carolina won't release the kids' medical records because they already released them to another doctor and won't re-release them. Awesome. And illegal. Add that to my to-do list for tomorrow, along with driving to Tustin to see a rheumatologist that won't treat my excruciating 10 day long headache over the phone. Wah.
So, we drive to target to fill the prescriptions. The pharmacy tech is less than pleasant. It is the strangest thing; I walk up to the counter and they don't acknowledge my presence. I wait 5ish minutes and the guy fi.na.lly comes to the counter and then just waits for me to start the conversation. They don't have 2 of the 4 prescriptions needed and the guy informs me that he has 13 prescriptions ahead of me so it will be an hour and a half before its ready.... And then asks me whether or not I want to fill them! My kid needs the medicine so my other option would be to find a new pharmacy, target man, and I'm on borrowed time with the terror of a toddler and sick 4 year old. Yes, I still want the prescriptions filled.
We head home and see daddy and then I head back to target to pick up the rx. I pick up the 2/4 prescriptions that are ready. Same rudeness from pharmacy tech.
Needing a moment to myself, I wander through the women's clothes department. There, a random 20 year old guy stops me and asks if I'm old enough to vote. (he must be friends with the cashier at Walmart that I tried to buy spray paint from.) long story short, he was trying to sell magazine subscriptions. Thanks, but no thanks, dude.
I call Brian to tell him I got the rx and to keep Micah up until I get there so that he can start the antibiotic. Micah asks me if I got drumsticks and of course I forgot during my two trips to target so I tell him I will stop at Walmart on the way home.
After that I hop into my car. I'm pulling out of the parking lot when the guy driving across from me runs a stop sign and then flips me off! I have the right of way, he had a stop sign! So annoying.
Stop at Walmart. Get drumsticks. Contemplate buying out the liquor aisle. Decide to treat myself to a smart water instead. Leave.
I arrive home and Brian put Micah to bed. Ugh. Yes, obviously a miscommunication and probably due in part to video games, but whatever. The entire reason I went to target tonight was so he could start his meds and the entire reason I went to Walmart was for the freaking drumstick that I promised him. Fortunately, Micah is still awake. He takes his meds, eat his drumstick and goes back to bed. While in bed we hear him over the monitor chanting "my bed is too dark! My bed is too dark!" Uhm, ok? #gotobedkid
Brian graciously goes in and re-tucks him in.
I am done with this day.
I'm exhausted. And fussy. And my everything hurts.
Micah woke up complaining of a sore throat. I called to make an appointment and they were able to get him in this afternoon. Hallelujah. The pediatrician's office is near Joann's and I wanted to get some fabric for a project for my niece. So, we left a little early to run that errand.
I pick my fabric, get a number for the cutting table and wait for the four people ahead of me. Grayson proceeds to pitch a fit; crying, yelling "up!" and hitting me. Fun times! They finally call number 41 and an old lady cuts in front of me!
Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.
I complain to the lady next to me and then let it go.
We get to the pediatrician and micah has a meltdown because he doesnt want the dr to look in his ears. I then bribe him with a drumstick ice cream cone from target if he stops fussing. Awesome parenting skillz, i know. Micah finally lets the doctor check him out. Micah has pneumonia because of course he does. We get our stack of prescriptions and head out. While we are checking out the MA mentions that our pediatrician in North Carolina won't release the kids' medical records because they already released them to another doctor and won't re-release them. Awesome. And illegal. Add that to my to-do list for tomorrow, along with driving to Tustin to see a rheumatologist that won't treat my excruciating 10 day long headache over the phone. Wah.
So, we drive to target to fill the prescriptions. The pharmacy tech is less than pleasant. It is the strangest thing; I walk up to the counter and they don't acknowledge my presence. I wait 5ish minutes and the guy fi.na.lly comes to the counter and then just waits for me to start the conversation. They don't have 2 of the 4 prescriptions needed and the guy informs me that he has 13 prescriptions ahead of me so it will be an hour and a half before its ready.... And then asks me whether or not I want to fill them! My kid needs the medicine so my other option would be to find a new pharmacy, target man, and I'm on borrowed time with the terror of a toddler and sick 4 year old. Yes, I still want the prescriptions filled.
We head home and see daddy and then I head back to target to pick up the rx. I pick up the 2/4 prescriptions that are ready. Same rudeness from pharmacy tech.
Needing a moment to myself, I wander through the women's clothes department. There, a random 20 year old guy stops me and asks if I'm old enough to vote. (he must be friends with the cashier at Walmart that I tried to buy spray paint from.) long story short, he was trying to sell magazine subscriptions. Thanks, but no thanks, dude.
I call Brian to tell him I got the rx and to keep Micah up until I get there so that he can start the antibiotic. Micah asks me if I got drumsticks and of course I forgot during my two trips to target so I tell him I will stop at Walmart on the way home.
After that I hop into my car. I'm pulling out of the parking lot when the guy driving across from me runs a stop sign and then flips me off! I have the right of way, he had a stop sign! So annoying.
Stop at Walmart. Get drumsticks. Contemplate buying out the liquor aisle. Decide to treat myself to a smart water instead. Leave.
I arrive home and Brian put Micah to bed. Ugh. Yes, obviously a miscommunication and probably due in part to video games, but whatever. The entire reason I went to target tonight was so he could start his meds and the entire reason I went to Walmart was for the freaking drumstick that I promised him. Fortunately, Micah is still awake. He takes his meds, eat his drumstick and goes back to bed. While in bed we hear him over the monitor chanting "my bed is too dark! My bed is too dark!" Uhm, ok? #gotobedkid
Brian graciously goes in and re-tucks him in.
I am done with this day.
Living life.
So, we've been living in California for 3 months now. In a way it seems like forever, but in other ways it seems like a blink. I miss the routine we had in north Carolina and I miss my friends SO much. I miss Micah and Brian having friends too!
Here we keep busy with homeschool preschool, playing outside, and running around. :) we've had our first week of health since we arrived here this past week. The flu has made it's rounds twice, and there were various other ailments around too. Boo! That seems to have come to an end because both kids are snotty and coughy again.
We need to make some friends. ASAP. There have been weeks that Brian and I have only talked to each other. We need friends! Please pray that we all find some here soon. We're just far enough away from the OC that we can't really see our old friends. Micah needs friends too. He's going through "studio kids" withdrawal.
Here we keep busy with homeschool preschool, playing outside, and running around. :) we've had our first week of health since we arrived here this past week. The flu has made it's rounds twice, and there were various other ailments around too. Boo! That seems to have come to an end because both kids are snotty and coughy again.
We need to make some friends. ASAP. There have been weeks that Brian and I have only talked to each other. We need friends! Please pray that we all find some here soon. We're just far enough away from the OC that we can't really see our old friends. Micah needs friends too. He's going through "studio kids" withdrawal.
Monday, February 18, 2013
Monday.
A. I have the cutest kids ever. For real. I love them so much it makes my heart hurt.
B. speaking of hurt, I have had a headache for 8 days straight. I've tried: ice, heat, Advil, Tylenol, motrin, norco, caffeine, water, sleep, and massage and nothing helps. :( it feels like someone is taking sheet metal and shoving it from the base of my head/top of neck and through my brain and into my forehead. Any prayer and suggestion would be appreciated.
C. I'm going to the rheum on Thursday and will hopefully start some different meds. Ideally, they will help the headache too!
B. speaking of hurt, I have had a headache for 8 days straight. I've tried: ice, heat, Advil, Tylenol, motrin, norco, caffeine, water, sleep, and massage and nothing helps. :( it feels like someone is taking sheet metal and shoving it from the base of my head/top of neck and through my brain and into my forehead. Any prayer and suggestion would be appreciated.
C. I'm going to the rheum on Thursday and will hopefully start some different meds. Ideally, they will help the headache too!
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Camera stealers!
Micah and grayson have learned how to work the camera on my phone... This is what I found the other morning!
Thursday, February 14, 2013
A day in Facebook stati.
9:30am
Lovey love! Happy valentines day! My valentine let me sleep in today! Holla!
11:30am
Ate lunch at big mama's soul food. They have 4 beverages on the menu: tea, sweet tea, lemonade and kool aid!
1:30pm
It amazes how some people get jobs. They had to interview with somebody, right?!
2:30pm
Just left target and heard a little girl say, "look, dad, a chicken!" it was a pigeon. awesome.
3:00pm
Checking out of Walmart with spray paint. The cashier eyes me and snidely says, "you look a little young for 18." I responded, "my husband and two children beg to differ. I'm 25."
Idiot.
5:30pm ice cream for dinner! A huttlinger family tradition!
8:00pm oh, cuss. We left Micah's monkey at the restaurant we ate lunch at. Gah! Hoping they still have it.
8:05pm they have it! Crisis averted!
And this is what you missed in lindsayland today
Lovey love! Happy valentines day! My valentine let me sleep in today! Holla!
11:30am
Ate lunch at big mama's soul food. They have 4 beverages on the menu: tea, sweet tea, lemonade and kool aid!
1:30pm
It amazes how some people get jobs. They had to interview with somebody, right?!
2:30pm
Just left target and heard a little girl say, "look, dad, a chicken!" it was a pigeon. awesome.
3:00pm
Checking out of Walmart with spray paint. The cashier eyes me and snidely says, "you look a little young for 18." I responded, "my husband and two children beg to differ. I'm 25."
Idiot.
5:30pm ice cream for dinner! A huttlinger family tradition!
8:00pm oh, cuss. We left Micah's monkey at the restaurant we ate lunch at. Gah! Hoping they still have it.
8:05pm they have it! Crisis averted!
And this is what you missed in lindsayland today
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Taking a break.
I have decided to delete Facebook off of my phone for lent. I have been feeling like I spend way too much time on there during the day and I don't need to be doing that. I know that it is partially a way to connect with my friends in north Carolina that I miss terribly, but partially also just an insane, addicting habit.
I have been reading a mom blog (www.71toes.com) and this mom is just such an inspiration in regards to intentional parenting. Yes, she is mormon, and probably crafty, but she has a whole lot of wisdom! Kids are such an awesome gift and I want to be mentally present and physically present during my time with them. I just want to make the most of each day. Yes, it's a lofty goal, but I don't need to be checking Facebook while I'm pushing Grayson on the swing! I want to be consistent, and loving and there. I only have a few months until Micah starts kindergarten. Sob.
So, here's to new habits!
Happy Lent!
Edited to add:
I asked Micah if I should delete Facebook from my phone. He responded, "is that the app that is blue with a white" and then Drew his finger in the air to make an f. My almost kindergartener struggles to count to 10 and say his entire alphabet. That was enough of a mind shift for me to seal the deal!
I have been reading a mom blog (www.71toes.com) and this mom is just such an inspiration in regards to intentional parenting. Yes, she is mormon, and probably crafty, but she has a whole lot of wisdom! Kids are such an awesome gift and I want to be mentally present and physically present during my time with them. I just want to make the most of each day. Yes, it's a lofty goal, but I don't need to be checking Facebook while I'm pushing Grayson on the swing! I want to be consistent, and loving and there. I only have a few months until Micah starts kindergarten. Sob.
So, here's to new habits!
Happy Lent!
Edited to add:
I asked Micah if I should delete Facebook from my phone. He responded, "is that the app that is blue with a white" and then Drew his finger in the air to make an f. My almost kindergartener struggles to count to 10 and say his entire alphabet. That was enough of a mind shift for me to seal the deal!
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