Thursday, April 3, 2014

Happy anniversary

I've been married for 7 years.  That's exactly 25% of my whole life.  Weird.

For my husband's gift, I thought I'd get him something most men only dream of... Something so rare and fabled, most refer to it as "the unicorn of marriage"...

A list of things, in writing, that I admit I was wrong and he was right about.

Yeah, you heard me.

Without further ado...

10 things R was right and I was wrong about:

1.  L2 WAS a boy
2.  Vegetables ARE delicious, especially when covered in cheese
3.  Chickens DO have tenderloins
4.  Descuidado IS an actual spanish word
5.  I definitely SHOULD have canceled my appointments and gone to what would be my gram's last birthday party, even if it was on a Sunday
6.  The 95 IS a shorter route to the cape
7.  I AM addicted to Target.  (But there's no Target Recovery Program so you'll just have to deal with it.)
8. I DID have mommy goggles with baby E.  She looked like a fat mexican man until she was about a year old.  Luckily she outgrew that and is drop dead gorgeous now.
9. All kids ARE pretty much evil devil incarnates from age 20 months until about 4 1/2.
10.  I do NOT look good with short hair.

and one more for good luck...

11.  Hammy's sippies really do go together easier when you push the nipple in from the top rather than pulling it up from the bottom.

There.  This will never happen again.  Ever.

Monday, March 31, 2014

What flavor is your spirit lozenge?

I knew it was too good to be true when I was at the end of my pregnancy, December 2013, and I realized none of us had been severely ill yet.  We always have some sickness take us down in the winter.  If you looked at our church attendance, it would show that from about November through April, we make it about 50% of the time because one of us is always sick.

Welllll after having the baby, we had that stomach virus pass through.  Then we all got some coughing thing that seems to have gone around and around and around again, and we still haven't gotten over it. Which leads me to the funny exchange R and I had yesterday.

R- I feel like we should put the humidifier in the living room, and all of us gather around it.

A- We can sing kumbaya and bang on drums.

R- It will be like we're going on some spirit quest.

A- We can pass around the nebulizer like it's opium.  "here, take a hit, tell me what you see!"

R- Then we can all go on a vision quest through CVS.

A- What flavor is your spirit lozenge?!  What flavor?!  You cannot emerge from the pharmacy vision quest until you know!  Is it mentholated?!?

At that point we decided we were delirious from weeks on end of very little sleep, and collapsed into bed laughing.  At 9pm.  It was totally worth it.

So... what flavor is your spirit lozenge?  I should make one of those "what your spirit lozenge says about you" kind of quiz thingies.

Friday, March 21, 2014

Adventures in HammyLand

My mom likes to tell fun stories about when my sister and I were kids. For 10  years it was just my sister C and I, and most of those years we were raised by my mom alone. 

Amongst the ate-an-entire-jar-of-flintstone-vitamins and snuck-raw-hotdogs stories, there is the bead-in-nose story. My sister stuck a bead so far up her nose she required a trip to the ER to fish it out. I laughed and laughed when my mom would tell this story. Surely this wouldn't happen to MY kids. MY kids would be better!

Until it sorta did... and they weren't.

Hammy has had nasal drainage for a while because he recently got over the head cold that's been going around. So when he asked me to get the boogs out of his nose, i didn't think anything of it. But he kept asking over and over in a short period of time, so I looked up his nose to see what was bothering him. To my surprise the inside of his nose was swollen and red. REALLY bad. I immediately called his pedi and got him seen.

It looks pretty awful, doesn't it?

If you're expecting me to say "the dr fished out a bead! It was just like my sister! Hahaha!" You're going to be disappointed. 

After checking hammy's ears and chest, he took a look up his nose and confirmed there was a swollen red lump. It wasn't a polyp or a turbinate. It was bad enough that he made an appointment at Mass eye and ear, one of the top ENT specialty locations in the nation.

I was terrified! Everything I read said polyps mixed with constant respiratory infection (which Aiden and hammy get often in the winter) are a good indication of cystic fibrosis! I was freaking out pretty bad.

Then, when I was changing him, I decided to take another look with a Flashlight and see all this madness for myself.

I poked it.


A bead fell out. 

It WAS a bead. Just like my sister. Ha. Ha. Ha.


Now if you'll excuse me while I chug some mylanta for this ulcer, and pop a few baby aspirin for the heart attack I just survived.

Life with Hammy is never dull.