Mathematical Mama

I feel like a negligent blogger. Things have been so crazy around here because of the holidays. I'm making several presents, so I have been a knitting fiend.  I have also re-discovered video games.  That in of itself is dangerous. In addition, I have also started watching a little boy full time.  He's totally rad, and the kids get along really well, which is a complete blessing. I just feel a little spread thin some days.  Like I have all these things to accomplish and not nearly enough time to finish them. Like Christmas cards. I just got all the supplies to make them today.  It's the 12th of December.  Crunch. Time. With all of these things happening, I feel like I don't have enough "me" time. Monday was kind of glorious.  I asked my father in law to come and watch the kids so I could meet a friend for coffee and get a pedicure. Even tho the pedicure didn't end up happening, I did go to CVS and get some polish so I could give my toes some l...

5:30am  : I wake up to the sound of my daughter coughing.  A. Lot.  To the point where she is barely breathing in between.  I picked her up, gave her a cup of water, and sat her next to the husband while I took care of my morning stuff. I hear her choke and M say, "Aw!  Baby... you take after daddy!" She had spit up mucus all over her jammies.  Luckily, I got there in time to catch the second go round with a towel. I like to think that I'm fairly low key when it comes to parenting... but there is still that part of my head that jumps to the worst case scenario when it comes to my kiddos.  This time I was frantically thinking back to make sure she is up to date with her Whooping cough vaccinations. M then told me that the same thing happens to him whenever he gets a stuffy head.... and had since he was a small one. I relaxed and started to get JP ready for preschool.  He requested cereal, a switch from our pancake kick the last few days. (Micr...

So... as of the 26th of October, I am gallbladderless. Seriously, that organ can suck it... she was no friend of mine. The aftermath has been an eye opening situation.  I feel tons better than I really should days after surgery.  Needless to say, I am finding out what my limitations are very quickly.  I cannot carry laundry baskets.  I cannot walk thru Michaels for yarn then survive the rest of the day without a nap. I also can't hang out with my daughter alone for 3 hours without requiring a nap. I kind of feel like a really old lady.... that is awesome and not nauseous and can eat whatever the hell she wants! I'm trying not to get too excited about getting back to running, and just concentrating on feeling better. The recovery process has also held some sadness.  I finally realized how bad I had been feeling on a daily basis... how sick I had become over the course of a year.  A dear friend told me before my surgery, "You have a rotting organ insid...

I've been absent from my blog the last several months. To be completely frank, I've been absent from my life as well. For the last 6 months, I have felt like crap every single day. When this first came about, I honestly thought I was pregnant.  It started as a nagging feeling of nausea after every meal, much like my first trimesters were.  After taking pregnancy tests twice a week for a little over a month, I went to my family doc, thinking to myself, "This is NOT OK!" My family doc seemed fairly confident that my gallbladder was causing my pain.  I agreed with him, as my symptoms were textbook. He sent me for an ultrasound, then a hida scan.  Both came back normal, so he referred me to a GI dude. My specialist is a super nice guy.  I felt like he actually gave a crap about my health, and didn't just go thru the motions.  After my first appointment, he set up an upper GI and a colonoscopy... both scary words when you are a 30 year old. I got a lett...

I don't think about getting out of the house most days. Staying at home with the kids has become the norm. We have breakfast. They play until lunch. We eat again. Z takes a nap.  More playing.  I fix dinner.  Z eats 4x as much as JP does.  Playplayplay.  Jammies and bed. Then mommy shoots zombies. (Have I mentioned my newly-found addiction to XBox and Left for Dead...?!?) I don't get out much anymore except for craft nights. I didn't really think about being under socialized... until this week.  I kept finding myself in situation where I'm interacting with SAHMs who are... not very socially with it.  Women who don't have much interaction, except thru the internet or Facebook, and who are VERY passionate about the choices they make for their kids. Not to say that's a bad thing... it was just very intense... and in your face. More like on your computer monitor. Maybe it's just a difference in personality.  I'd like to think I'm pretty laid b...

There are times when I hate the internet. I hate that people have such access to boundless supplies of research materials, both accurate and inaccurate. I hate that sometimes parents make decisions for their kids based on misinformation. I hate that some parents aren't more open to different methods.  Not to try them, but just to realize that there are different ways of rearing a child, and even if it's not the path you choose, it's still not wrong. I feel this way because I can relate. I chose to start my daughter on a bottle in addition to breast feeding before 4 weeks.  According to some people, I didn't operate with my child's best interest at the forefront of my conscious. Instead of taking the leap in preparing my daughter for my return into the work force when she was 6 weeks old, I should have been foregoing sleep, and nursing her for HOURS on end. I'm a horrible mother. When I was working full time, we often made something specifically for my...

Couldn't resist the little nod to my husband's newest passion... GOLF! Anyway... I like to say that if I had life to do over, I wouldn't change a thing.  I learned from every mistake I made.  As time passes, I think I have gained wisdom and tact from my mistakes... which are many more than a few, I can assure you!  Raising children is different.  There are a few things that I would change, given the opportunity.  My kids wouldn't be anymore awesome... cause that's not possible.  They are at the highest peak of awesomeness.  But I think knowing then what I know now would have made me feel like a better mom. So... here are the things I would change: 1: Breastfeeding. I did breastfeed both of my kiddos.  JP for 9 months, and Z for 6.  I feel like I gave up both times without a real fight.  With JP, I was working full time and pumping 3 times while I was at work, but we still needed to supplement with formula.  His first meal wa...