March Wrap up

So March. Yeah. Let's just say as the calendar flips tomorrow all I can think is "don't let the door hit you on the way out" But it wasn't all bad, I guess... A few happy things that have been going on:

Matt turned 31. Ok any birthday that starts with projectile vomit in the carseat* is probably not going to be one for the record books. But I did manage to get the sick toddler to de-couch long enough to make him this:



And to get out long enough to procure a fish fry dinner, Great Lakes beer, and a strawberry shortcake dessert.

So while it certainly wasn't anywhere near the types of celebrations we used to have at least he had a few special things on an otherwise horrible day.

Our daughter turned 2 on St. Patrick's Day.

Yeah I'm cool.

We weren't able to do anything truly spectacular for her - I mean her presents were glitter glue and construction paper - but I think she had a fun day regardless. She had a playdate with her little friend and then we went out to dinner somewhere with bargames:

and bagpipes:


LOUD

She helped me make and decorate cupcakes:


And I made her a BOOM BOOM cake and had a candle for her to blow out:


We're starting to be ready for this baby.


In the last few weekends we've basically revamped the entire way we live in our house.

Also painted and redone both kids bedrooms. We're getting there but we're still in the "the rooms we're working on look great but the rest of our house looks like a bomb went off" phase. Expect lots of home improvement type posts once soon. Until then here's a very blurry preview:

I like my BIG GIRL ROOM.

So yeah... not all bad.  But I'm ready for a new month and some new adventures.

* For a good chunk of time there we were down to 1 functioning car. So any time I needed the car (or to leave the house) I had to drive Matt to and from work. It sucked. Alot. But with everything else going on a broken car hardly seemed worth crying about.

So yeah... THAT happened.

So what I want to blog about is how awesome my show at Yarn Cravin' was and how amazing the store is and how much fun the day was.  Because seriously those ladies know how to party with yarn.  But since then a few things have happened to completely derail me.  Such as:

1.)  Our toddler had to have her leg reset.  Basically this is completely normal and just happens in certain cases but her leg wasn't healing straight.  So they had to straighten it.  Which in adults means either surgery or a local anesthetic.  For toddlers?  They tell them to be brave and then pull the bone straight while they put a new cast on.  Exactly as painful as it sounds.  So yeah... THAT happened.  Luckily my kid is tough as nails.  She was SO brave and handled it SO well.  Also luckily she has a mom that believes in the Power of Painkillers and made damn sure she had a full dose of her baby codeine before the appointment.  It was still all kinds of awful, though.

Don't let my love of sparkly things and tulle fool you.  I am BRAVE and STRONG.

2.)  I spent the weekend in the hospital.  Best I can tell what happened is that my stomach got kicked by Scipio*, flipped me the bird and screamed "THAT'S IT.  I QUIT.  TRY TO DIGEST SOLID FOOD WITHOUT ME!"  on it's way out the door.  But it wasn't so much the vomiting that sent us into the hospital as the contractions.  Because even when you know it's "false labor"** having 3 strong contractions in 9 minutes is cause for concern.  Especially when at 33 1/2 weeks that would mean a preterm baby and all sorts of scary.  Better to be safe with these things than sorry.  So yeah... THAT happened.  Luckily I was just severely dehydrated and it wasn't anything that hours of "observation", 3 bags of IV fluids and a few doses of anti nausea medicine couldn't handle.  I'm still weak as a kitten (with a 30lb toddler that has a broken leg) but both the baby and I will ultimately be fine.

Baby is only the size of a honeydew and therefore NOT READY TO COME OUT YET.

3.)  Our toddler had (has?) the flu.  Poor thing woke up yesterday with the whole flu package o' fun.  Vomiting, fever, etc.  I basically dodged this parental bullet, though, seeing as I was still in the not on solid foods yet phase of recovery.  Also anytime I got close enough to help Matt yelled at me to get out b/c "the smell is going to make you start puking again!"  So my role was relegated to Find and Kill the Source of the Puke Smell*** later on in the day while Matt got stuck with the...er... chunky... parts.  So yeah... THAT happened.  Luckily our toddler possesses magical kid healing powers and by lunch was completely recovered and asking for PIZZA.  She had a rough night again last night*** but now already seems fine.  So... who knows.  I'm definitely holding off on the pizza until I'm sure she's fully recovered, though.

Life around here just keeps getting funner doesn't it?

As long as I have a doggie to snuggle with and some crayons to color with I'm good.  Now where's that PIZZA?

*Long story involving a NCAA tournament style bracket system but our second child is currently being called by the name of the Roman General who defeated Hannibal in the Punic War.  My friends are geeks.

** "False Labor" is one of those medical terms that I'd like to smack the person who came up with.  Because "False" Labor sucks just as much as "True" labor.  It just sucks differently.  It's painful but a different kind of painful.  And there's nothing "false" about that.

*** Big Shout Out to Woolite Foaming Upholstery Cleaner.  That stuff is AMAZING. I discovered it originally in my quest to get red wine stains out of the couch.  Oh how life has changed.

**** Everyone warns you when you're going to be a parent about all of the laundry.  You know what they don't warn you about?  The really gross loads you will do at 4AM.