everybody gets a physical!

ok, not quite everyone. but jelly got a one month check, noodle got a kindergarten physical, and i got a complete physical thanks to the dmv.   jelly was the quick appointment- he’s healthy, he’s growing (albeit slowly like his dad and sister bean), he’s happy and pretty mellow.  noodle and i had a lot more fun.  noodle got a couple of referrals…one to an opthamologist, which i should have figured. her left eye is weak, just like mine and my moms.  the other referral is to a cardiologist!  apparently she has a murmur and an arrhythmia that have never been heard before.  it surprised me, my first pediatrician spent ages listening to zoe’s heart, at every well-baby visit, for two years, and always said she had a textbook perfect heart.
i had a crapload of bloodwork done.  it came back with some problems…specifically high liver enzymes.  although there is a possibility it’s residual from the pregnancy, my doctor also mentioned fun things like hepatitis, cirrhosis or other permanent damage, or cancer.  yeah, that didn’t freak me right the hell out!  for once i almost wished i were still seeing a typical md who just tells you not to worry about a thing, “i’m the doctor here and i’ll do all your worrying, and not tell you what’s even going on”.  it’s been YEARS since i engaged in high risk behavior for hepatitis, and i’ve been pregnant multiple times since.  i’m fairly sure somebody would have picked up on my having hepatitis.  cancer also seems unlikely, as liver cancer is not common.  but i’m totally convinced that alcoholism + liver-toxic anti-psychotics = i have totally destroyed my liver.  i’m a little pissed that everyone poo-pooed the risks of the medications…sure i still would have taken them, but it would have been nice to go into it with the whole picture, you know?  i’ve also learned that i should have had regular work-ups to monitor my liver while on those drugs, and the last time my shrink ordered the labs, i was SIXTEEN.  that’s more than a couple years overdue.  what if running those tests could have picked up damage in the beginning?

ok, i sound pretty self absorbed and overly dramatic.  no, i’m not particularly worried about noodle’s heart.  bean has an arrhythmia that hasn’t caused any problems, nor is it expected to. my dad has had a murmur for 70 years without a problem.  and yes, i realize there is probably nothing wrong with me.  but having kids has made me way more worried about my own health…really, what the hell would happen to my kids if i got sick?  or, God forbid, died?

one liners

driving in the car, noodle says out of the blue: “i hope my grandma taffie hasn’t died from smoking!”

bean is currently terrified of flies, so seris bought her her very own fly swatter.  even though aunt ba brought the girls a pony, bean was still excited enough to say, “oh, aunt ba, look at what my daddy brought me!  it is a shoo-fly!”

i already forgot some other funnies just from today…too busy wishing i had brought my angry eyes to the driver license division, just in case.

sps #7

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so, guess what four week old slept through the night last night?  yep, mine!  i’m sure it was a fluke, but it was really nice.

this whole “mom of three” thing is HARD!  i no longer have enough hands or lap space.  i am suffering from severe deficient noun disorder (characterized by the utter lack of nouns in everyday conversation; rather, i refer to objects as “thingies”, “whatsits”, or “the thing, you drive it, ours is…um…i forgot that color.”).  i keep calling my kids the wrong names, or a blend of all their names.  thursday all i managed to eat was zucchini bread.  some days are good-i get up, i get things done.  i managed to bake said zucchini bread this week.  other days, i can barely escape the nurslings long enough to pee, and noodle is being seriously short-changed on mommy time.

speaking of…feeding time.

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naptime

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my attachment to my children cannot be defined as an emotion. they are a part of my identity, and without them i am…incomplete. -tuvok, star trek: voyager

i have no pictures of myself this week, so you all will just have to put up with pictures of my kids instead!

never mind, here is one of me nursing jelly, there you go! and now my kids…

baby toes

so jelly is two weeks old today, and i think we are doing pretty well.  he sleeps 3-4 hours at a stretch during the night, he nurses voraciously (my nips are about ready to fall off!), he pees and poops and well, that’s pretty much all two week old babies do!  the girls are having some jealousy issues, tempered  (thankfully!) by absolute adoration of their brother.   bean is even sharing my breasts fairly well…at least, one of them.  she has decided that the right is hers and the left is his.  it’s all good, i have a massive supply this time, he’s getting plenty from just one side!  daddy is still bursting his buttons that he produced a boy, and great-grandpa is still bursting his buttons that his first great-grandson is named after him!  i feel fabulous, and would say i’m completely recovered from the birth. wasn’t hard, really…i may have had to work harder to get this kiddo out, but there was no tearing, no bruising, no swelling…although i have to admit that the pregnancy has left it’s mark!  i’ve got 30 pounds to lose to be back to fighting weight, and i have no abs left…really, i can’t find them.  ah well, all fixable in time, and totally worth it…really, did you see how cute my kids are?!  even if it weren’t fixable, they would be totally worth it!

ok, i have to go change a diaper now…