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is everyone sick this time of year or what? i swear every blog i read - someone is getting sick, is sick, or was sick. at work, everyone is off because they are sick. in my house, the sickness has been spread over us like peanut butter on toast. nice and thick.
sick, you suck.
last night i think that i got a total of about two hours of sleep. tucker went to sleep fine, but woke up at about 1130. then he tossed, turned, cried, and hacked up a lung the rest of the night. his behavior told me one thing - he probably had an ear infection. everytime he's been like this, that's the result. i tried to give him tylenol at 0330 so he would rest better and he fought me on that. i think some of it got in his mouth. cripe. that's when i decided i better bring him to the doctor in the morning because there was no way in hell i was going through another one of these nights.
so, that's what we did.
ashley came this morning. i told her my plans and she hung out as tucker's girlfriend (hope - the little girl from yesterday) wasn't supposed to arrive until 9. i made a doctors appointment and then when we left we dropped ash off to watch hope at her house. tucker and i got into the doctor at 10. holy fricken crap - he hates the doctor. as i was checking in, tucker just wanted to 'go bye bye'. wonderful. when we got into the room, i had to wrangle him to get his clothes off to get him on the scale (24 pounds), then me and dr. billman had to wrangle him again so he could look in his ears and throat. this kid may be small, but he is tough. anyways, the verdict was as i predicted: an ear infection in his right ear. super. he got a prescription for amoxicillin and scored two stickers from the doctor. then we headed home.
i am so tried right now. i can't wait until tucker naps because i'm going to do the same.
what a day.
this morning i could have stayed in bed. my head felt like a cement block. i had a pounding headache and could feel the sickness trying to take over. lovely. ashley got here and i was really interested in how her day here was going to go. why? because tucker has a playmate this week. today, our friend's little girl (age 2.5) came over. ashley is watching her as well (mom got a new job and they need daycare). tucker and this little girl have hung out at softball games a couple times, so i've seen them interact. but today they would be together for hours on end. someone new would be in tucker's space. i was curious to see how things would go. i left while tucker was still sleeping and vowed to check in during the day to see how things were going...and make sure ashley was still alive. :)
i called home at 1130. i could hear the kids in the background before ashley even said hello. she said it was going okay - but they were still working on the whole 'sharing' thing. by the sounds of it, they will be working on that for a while. tucker actually did get a nap in - thank heavens. i talked to ashley when i got off work too. those two wore her out!
so, i get home and matt is in the recliner (and it appears he is sleeping). tucker is happy to see me and i think that might have woke matt up. well, i take off my shoes, walk in, and i see tucker has gotten my makeup 'kit' out of the bathroom drawer. please note: my mother has allowed him to play with her makeup and pretend to put it on her, so now he thinks of mine as a toy. i look on the floor and he has popped all the shadows and bronzers and whatnot out of their spots (it is a mary kay kit). matt says, 'oh, he must have just went and got that.' right. then i look and i see that my lip liner is worn down to a flat head. i look at matt and tell him - well, the rest of this is somewhere. then i look at tucker and i see where it is - on his face. it seems as though he was trying to put it on. geesh!
matt then leaves to go help a buddy and i'm left with the crazy child. he is crazy - his toddlertastic attitude added to his sickness has made him into some sort of crazy gremlin. i was trying to get dinner done and tucker threw about 6.3 fits before i tell him to go play and get out of the kitchen. he takes off. i work on dinner and i do not hear tucker. images of what he could be getting into are floating around in my brain, but right now, getting dinner done by 630 is the only thing on my mind. then i start to hear some whining. i finally go see what is going on. tucker got into my camera bag. oh dear lord. NO. my camera was not in the bag - thank god. however, there was a lipstick in there. that is now all over both his hands. he pulled out a few other things as well - nothing of importance. he also took down my two photo albums and had his eye on a ball point pen. this could have turned out a lot worse. eh.
i took a quick shot of tucker with my lip liner on and of him emptying my bag out.
anyways, tucker and i eat dinner. tucker then throws 21.7 more tantrums. i feel like ripping my hair out one strand at a time. when i'm almost at my wits end - my dad stops over. best timing ever. we visited and played floor hockey. matt gets home and tucker has another round of dinner with him (the kid loves tacos). my dad finally heads home and we settle in for the night. matt and tucker are watching cars right now. i'm blogging and drinking a diet coke. life is better. my head has released some of the pressure and the sickness has still not taken me down.
but seriously, i'm hoping tomorrow goes a little better. please?
last week, while surfing around the web, i came across something super cool.
i came across futureme. at futureme, you write yourself an email that can be delivered back to you at any time in the future. i wrote myself one to be delievered a year from that date. i wrote about what i hope to have gotten done during the next year along with what i was up to right now. i always think it is fun to look back and see what you were doing and where you wanted to be - in the future. blogs are kind of like that. you write about what you're doing and what you want to get done, but having an email show up in the inbox - that's just super cool.
flashback: when i was in 8th grade, our history teacher made us write letters to ourselves. he said that he would keep them and give them back to us on our graduation day. at the time, graduation seemed like it was light years away, i'm sure. during the next few years, our history teacher ended up teaching at the other school in our district so i'm sure many of us completely forgot about those letters we had written. however, on our graduation day, our principal said he had something from our history teacher for us. he pulled out those letters. i was pumped. i would share it with all of you, but i have no idea where i put it. go figure. the funny thing is that a few people found old homework assignments in their envelopes - not letters. silly kids - they didn't do the assignment and in a weird way, they only robbed themselves. it was fun to be able to look back and think about what was so important in our 8th grade world. gosh, i'm such a nerd.
i hope you have fun with this!
that's what i said last night before my kid threw up all over me.
tucker had a cough during the day that i knew was leading to something else. well, he fell asleep in the recliner last night and i let him rest. when he woke up, he was burning up. i can't tell you how hot he was because he was the last one seen with the thermometer. it is now missing. so, we stripped him down, gave him some motrin, and i prepped the new chairs for what i figured was next. coughing and fever in the past has led to puking. and that is exactly what happened next. i told matt, 'i think we've got a puker'. oh yeah. it wasn't too bad of a puke. puke does not bother me at all. maybe it should, but it don't. i stripped down, washed him off (the little that got on him), and we settled in the chair. we watched little bear, mickey mouse clubhouse, and pooh and friends. finally we all went to bed and he seemed to doze off pretty fast.
this morning he was up at about 630. he was hot again so i gave him more motrin. he started to liven up after about an hour. then ashley got here and jenn and i headed out to shop (which is a whole different post).
now i'm home and tucker has been napping for 2.5 hours. plus he napped for a half hour this morning i think. this night should be interesting. i sure hope he is feeling better - if not, i'm prepared. i hate when he's sick!
i love music. i love dancing to it. i love singing to it in my car, in my house, in my shower, and on the streets! before the tuckmeister was born, we used to seriously have parties that would end up in a 'dance off'. one time, i even made a crown for the winner. yeah, cool, i know. what i'm trying to say is that music rocks. if you don't like music you've got issues.
here is 10 random songs that are playing on my ipod today:
like i said, my taste in music is all over the place. now, tell me, what do you like?
sunday, why are you here already? i would hate you, but i have tomorrow off so you're off the hook this week.
yesterday i got very little done. last night i wrote a post about it and since it was so boring i saved you the agony and deleted it. your welcome. tucker slept all night in his bed again. the night before sucked so it was well deserved. i even asked matt when we went to bed, 'what are the odds we'll get one night of uninterrupted sleep?' and he replied, 'non-existent'. i'm glad he was wrong.
an added bonus: tucker is getting a cold. his cough started yesterday morning and is getting a bit worse. add this to his total crankster attitude and you've got yourself a barrel of fun.
i've got a bunch of random things running through my mind so let's get them out:
well, i better get something done. happy sunday.
thought i would post the answers to the 'all about me' post. i already have pictures on here so it probably wasn't to hard to figure out what i looked like. :)
good job to all of you who played. most of you were right on! oh, and here are a couple shots i took last week. doubley chin and all.
this morning when my mom was up, she was showing me the video's she had taken of tucker on her camera. since i haven't shared one of tucker yet, i figured now was the time. she took a video of him counting with her. he counts from 1 to 9, it is funny to watch. he still has to work on how many fingers he should hold up!
please, don't mind the nasty surroundings - it was taken in my kitchen which is the room i hate the most in my house! you'll get a nice view of the gross tile and a bucket of drywall mud that's been there for two years. ick. anyways, i now present to you, tucker (and my mom's voice):
i have a question to ask all of you married couples. do you ever talk about who the 'breadwinner' is between you and your husband? matt and i don't really talk about it, but we have a few people we know that have got into arguments over this subject.
matt and i have good jobs. he makes more money than i do, but i don't do too bad myself. we both are offered great benefits at our jobs and we are saving for retirement. we are used to the lifestyle that dual income brings, therefore i work. i actually am proud of what i do and couldn't imagine being a stay-at-home mom. i give them credit - but it's just not for me. matt and i have joked around that he is the 'breadwinner', but we've never taken ourselves seriously or gotten crazy about it. why would we?
i am glad that we both earn money that contributes toward what we have. we own our home, we have nice vehicles, we have nice 'stuff', we are putting money away for the future...and we both have contributed to that.
so, what are your feelings about this whole issue? have you ever talked to your spouse about this or isn't it that big of a deal to you? do you feel pressure to keep earning if you are the 'breadwinner'? is this a big deal to anyone out there or are you just like my husband and i - thinking this is a goofy thing to argue over?
there are a ton of other tft bloggers this week. leave me a comment and then go check them out! they are: jessica, denise, nicole, kristi, jenny, and nicole.
