Out of Tune with Domesticity
Archive for May, 2009
The Family in a Bubble
May 27th
There has been so much going on with the boys! Adrien has his adenoids out, Jude went back for his GI Consult and got his therapy referrals; both of them growing like weeds — both physically and mentally. Oh how I wish I could just package them up and keep them this way for a while; add some preservatives or something.
But instead of being the good mommy blogger I should be — posting about all of this growth — I’m going to post about something that’s been bothering me lately. Bothering me to the point of having dreams about it. I’m weird, I know. Too involved? For sure. It is what it is, and it bothers me. Badly.
So what is it? It’s this whole Jon and Kate scandal. I watch the show and I have from the start. When all the reports started a while back, I just chalked it up to the normal media storm. The way they blow up every inconsequential detail of every even quasi-celebrity’s life and make it a big seething mess. I figured, hey, I’ll believe in the best of these people. After all, they’ve been part of my DVR library for quite a while More >
I Dub Today, Adenoid-ectomy Eve.
May 19th
Adrien goes in for surgery tomorrow. He’s having his adenoids removed and tubes inserted into his ear drums. I’m hoping this will alleviate all of the ear infections he’s having and hoping the adenoid removal will help with his sleep patterns, too. A soft tissue scan a while back discovered his adenoids blocking 100% of his airway. He can’t breathe through his nose. No wonder he still drools.
I’m worried, of course, about all the normal things. I don’t want him to feel pain. I’m prepared to serve him buckets of ice cream and jell-o afterwards. Although we’ve tried our best to explain what will happen tomorrow to him, he doesn’t understand. We’ve even told him plainly…but three year olds don’t know what surgery is. And they for sure have no clue about adenoids. So we’ll see. Andi has said his biggest fear is that Adrien will no longer trust us. I mean, we’ll take him somewhere tomorrow, they’ll knock him out and when he wakes up, he’ll probably be in some pain. I’m sure he’ll love us forever for it.
But of course, the worry wort I am, I’m worried about the huge things that could go wrong. Anesthesia; freak accidents.
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The Boy Who Wouldn’t Eat
May 13th
This is a picture of Adrien when he was about 6 months old. Clearly, he liked food.
When Jude was 5 months old, I decided to try to feed him solid food…well, you know, pureed solid food. I had told myself I would hold out until he was 6 months old. That’s what all the good moms are doing, right? But he was huge. Humongous. By the time he was 6 months old, he was already weighing a little over 20 pounds and he was 28.5 inches long. Huge. So, I thought, in order to help me and my mammaries out, I’d offer some solid foods. He’d seemed to start having an interest in the food I was eating, and would often try to grab my food off of my plate. According to many websites and development resources, this is a good indicator that your baby is ready to eat.
Or not.
In the beginning Jude would cough, sputter and gag on the thinnest of purees. I would make cereal and thin it to the point of being mostly just breast milk with a few flecks of cereal floating about, and he’d still refuse. Often the food would get caught in his cheeks, More >
Birthday Bash Bonanza
May 11th
Adrien turned 3 last Tuesday. On Cinco de Mayo. I can’t believe he’s already 3 years old! Wow.
This past week was a cacauphony of birthday madness; a jumble with cupcakes, gum paste, parties and little time to rest. Tuesday afternoon, Andi met us at the park for a picnic lunch in honor of Adrien’s birthday. We had sandwiches and whatnot and Adrien got to open his presents from us. We got him a scooter, a new train to go with his Thomas set, and some Hot Wheels. I let Adrien ride his scooter at the park for a good hour. It was so hot!
Tuesday night we took Adrien out to eat for his birthday at Texas Roadhouse. It was as much for Andi and I as it was him, but it was fun, nonetheless. They bring out this saddle for the birthday kiddo to ride. We had him all decked out in his cowboy shirt and cowboy boots. I even made a little cake ahead of time that we had the kitchen staff keep in the fridge, and bring out when they sang to him. I’m not saying they’ll do this for everyone; Andi’s brother is the kitchen manager.
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There’s This Thing, It’s Called Tact.
May 1st
Wednesday I was in super mom mode. I mean, really I was: hence my Wordless Wednesday post (see below) with all the painting. Normally, I never do stuff like that. Actually, it’s the first craft project I’ve attempted with Adrien. Shocking, I know. I’m one of those “Let’s not deal with the mess and hassle” people. Ya know? And that’s just a fancy way of saying I’m lazy. I’m a slacker mom.
But anyway, Wednesday, I was not.
That’s why I ventured to the park with the boys. I was all in a mood to do things with the kids, and going to the park is always high on Adrien’s list. So we went. Generally not a big deal. It generally doesn’t end with me running away from tactless idiots who remind me of my mother, either.
So anyway, Adrien was playing on the truck climbing toy as I was swinging Jude. There were only a few people at the park — me and my kids and two other ladies with their kids. Then another woman arrived toting a Marlboro Reds cigarette pack and a can of Dr. Pepper…she too had a kid (although, the kid is really insignificant in this story).
So Adrien More >