Weekend Interrupted

Yep in true single mom fashion, my plans for the weekend changed and it was only 5:44 Saturday morning. I called it in my last post, goes to show boasting even a little bit will bite your ASS! Saturday morning Morgan woke hotter than the sun on a summer day, and soaking wet through her pajamas and the sheets with both eyes glued shut with mucus discharge! I felt so bad for her I am not sure when the fever started or when she wet the bed bless her heart she never woke in the middle of the night because she was wet or miserable. As I tried to change her and comfort her for her obvious discomfort she cried inconsolably and was shaking tremendously. I tried to use my ninja mommy moves to find I just wasn't moving fast enough to get her in warm clean pajamas (it could have been the un-Godly hour), but we made it through and was able to calm enough to get a bottle of milk in her before attempting to take her temperature that spiked to 104.5 and give her Tylenol before the next out-burst of screaming occurred. Needless to say the weekend was spent holding a sick baby who developed a sore throat and sinus infection and was unable to breathe unless she was sitting up, which meant Mommy had to hold her in the chair without eating or drinking for hours(me not her) of course I gave the baby food and drink for fear of dehydration.
Saturday night I took Morgan to Urgent Care and the doctor there said she is sick and wrote her a RX for antibiotics. Well thanks Urgent Care you really know your stuff. But did you know that giving a 15 month old a liquid form of antibiotics is like skeet shooting if you don't aim the syringe at just the right angle and at the right time you will miss the revolving head that spins faster than the clay disc before falling into your mothers shoulder only to get a baby so upset the she throws up and it makes you wonder do you think she absorbed any of the pink liquid that now has discolored your favorite shirt? The fever finally broke Sunday late afternoon, and Morgan was able to play a little and eat some dinner a for an hour before falling into Mommy's lap to go to sleep by 6pm and sleep for 12 hours.
So this morning SD is pulling his weight and watching Morgan while I am at work getting a little R&R before I return home to the ever demanding 15 month old who I can't deny because that is my real job being a Mom. A single mom who will not complain that she missed a lunch and movie with her sister, and a night out with the girl's to share an adult beverage while shopping for knock off Coach purses and costume jewelery at my girlfriends home Saturday night, but be thankful for the money I saved staying home comforting the baby I would stop the world for.

OOOHHHH Pretty

If you scratch your finger right here and put your nose over it and take a big sniff.......ooooooooooh can you smell it???? yeha that is the smell of something good happenin' round here. As you can see I have been playin around with new backgrounds, fonts and colors oh my!! Adding a little something extra to the reason I stick around here and continue to draw in so much attention and fan mail from all of you. I am in the process of getting some new pics put up of my ever changing lil peanut. If she would just sit still long enough without wanting to take the camera from me, which happens when she hears the damn thing chime(to turn the camera on) which then begins a vicious circle of here Mommy take the picture and see there is Morgan's nose and one eye isn't that cute(rrrrrr)!!
Did I mention I am getting a day to myself this Saturday? I probably just jinxed it but hey I am looking forward to going into a store and browsing and touching things without having to worry about it breaking.

LOUD and clear

It has been brought to my attention that the font around here was to small, and I would have to agree. I have been aware of the issue for sometime and was waiting for someone to point it out so I could do something about it. I can take constructive criticism.

So what do you think???

I guess size does matter.

Momma said there'd be days like this

I wish Momma was more specific because I don't think I would have signed up for this part of motherhood. The part where there is a non-stop diaper changing for five straight days of diarrhea, and vomit so fowl I'd rather sit in an out-house at the beer tent for an hour after a saturday night crowd (well maybe not that long but GEEZ)!! After the second morning of Morgan spewing curled milk down the front of me and her, I cut her off and refused to give her milk ba-ba which she loves, and replaced it with a tasty full-filling electrolyte cocktail that she refused to drink. So momma tell me how do you get a toddler to take fluids when she does not like Gatorade, jello, Popsicles, water, or anything you try to entice her with in liquid form? As the week pursued it was clear the Flu or a strain of it had invaded the body of my precious cargo. I missed two days of work to tend to my mothering duties which made me feel a little guilty to take a day off to snuggle with my baby and re-arrange the dresser drawers that have been neglected for 6 months, but yeha we can stop piling the clothes that fit on top of the dresser. By Friday I took Morgan to the doctor for fear of dehydration, but all the doctor would recommend is to continue to push fluid of any kind, (how about a frozen margarita? we can share, on second thought here is your own straw). The constant shadow I had with the request to be picked-up every time I stood reminded me that my baby needed me. But my momma never said the whining of a 14 months old would cause you to lose your mind and make you watch hours of Dora the Explorer(Ho la,can you help Dora get to the library?first you go through the forest, then over the draw bridge,that is how you get to the library), Teletubbies(stuffed zombies that will take your childs soul), and Elmo(HAHA) enough said. If your momma doesn't tell you I will it is wise to remove a baby from the tub when she/he has wet gas because what follows if you do not will surely put one over the edge, sending your momma in panic mood while the baby lays on the bathroom floor screaming wanting to get back in the tub, but does not understand why you are frantically scrubbing the tub with bleach. Thank God by Saturday some sanity was restored Morgan began to drink juice more regular and eat more than just crackers. I spent a majority of my week nursing a baby back to health where on the sixth day a reward ensued and we did a happy dance to see hard poop!! As of this morning Morgan was running from room to room chasing the doggie who just wants to leave the room because she keeps poking her in places dogs don't like to be poked, and teasing doggie with a piece of cheese she keeps licking and saying cheeeeessse, without sharing!!! Aw yes my baby will make a full recovery and this Momma is writing to tell you about the episode and many more to follow I am sure, just so you know. Now you will have to excuse me for a few days to re-cover from the baby talk that should be just enough time to get back into kicking ass at Fafarazzi!

Stalker II

Let me begin by telling you how overwhelmed I was after posting the previous blog. WHEW!!! I thought you all left and suddenly there you all were in full force and support for whatever I was going to do with the options. So Thank You, thank you very much.
Now for the turn of events that took place in the past 72 hours since we last met. I have a good friend who missed her calling as a P.I. and if ever she sees the need to change out of her current job I am so going to write her resume. Really maybe it wasn't all that but the girl has me convinced. Anyway I gave her some past information and she was able to track down back round info and the address I am sure is the current residence. So we as a team her and I were going to take a drive-by (in the most innocent of ways) past the house that is within driving distance of her home. It was either that or I was taking my baby for a stroller ride in the neighborhood but we agreed that the weather was a dead give away(30'-overcast grey day). As Saturday would un-fold the SD came by to pick-up the baby for the over-night stay but felt it was not a good idea because he and his live in were fighting. Which turned out OK because he ended up fixing my washing machine (that only created more friction at his home front) and went on his merry way. The plans were changed since I had my baby I could not participate but my friend P.I.(who will remain anonymous for security reasons) decided she would follow through...(insert pink panther music now)! Sometime later I received a phone call detailing the home and it was For Sale (a clue, a clue, for all you Blue's Clues watchers, for the rest of you roll with it)! The P.I. gave me real estate info without picture mail to my cell phone because her husband whom was in the car at the time felt it was an insane gesture, (removed for witness protection)and because I don't have internet at home currently she said she would check when she got home. I almost took off running to the neighbors to use their computer but felt it was a bit over the edge so I plotted to work on it this morning. P.I. continued her investigation when she got home to come up clueless on finding info of the home, but she has not searched for homes on-line before so I had to help her in that department and found the home this morning, and to be sure sent her the link to be sure it was the home she saw. It was indeed the home she drove past and the pics would indicate the presence of a baby in the home. Which I would assume not everyone is in the same situation as me, and leads me to believe that a family has been created, and I do not want to intrude. So I have decided to leave well enough alone and not pursue the "friend" I once knew and had fun with, as one I let get away.

Stalker

I have this address of a friend I used to know, a "friend" who I enjoyed being with and talking to and just being around. I say friend loosely because at more than one point my heart longed to be with him every second of everyday. But there was this thing this relationship I had put myself in that would lead to a marriage. A marriage of longing to feel what my friend made me feel, and at times my marriage felt that way just not as strong. The marriage is over and life has moved on and in the still of quite moments I wonder what if? Now after all this time, could I ever go back or would it be forward to see if he and I still had that chemistry. If that corner in my mind a fond memory still remains true today, or to leave it there and not screw it up for what it was.

The address is one I found while lurking on zabasearch. I tried running my own name just as a trial run, then I tried family and friends so I think it is fair to say the address I have is accurate. My question I guess would be do I write a letter to such address, if so what should the letter entail? Then my fear is what if he is married I don't want to create something out of nothing for a simple Hello.
I'll just sit over here while you tell me what to do, because I can not make these decisions on my own. That's right the comment line in the bottom right corner is begging you to leave a message. Thanks in advance for all your help.

Group Hug

If you know me you know I love my friends and their friends and their extended families. I have invited myself into circles of friends where they never really knew that they needed me in the first place. I have a way of just plain out liking people. I give way more people the benefit of the doubt and end up getting screwed sometimes, but hey that's just because I gave you a chance you blew it now go play in traffic. I do have a knack for knowing who my friends are and who are just acquaintances after many years of assuming people were nice. For a person who did not want alot of friends in school I have grown to have alot of friends in my adult years. Most of my friends I can count on and rely on to be there if I just make a phone call.
Now that we have the sappy part all out in the open, I have a friend her name is dr.Bray and she needs my help and yours. After all I did turn her over to this blogging world the least I can do is send her some followers. She is a friend who has been around me before the rise and fall of Seinfeld and will be around for alot longer. I am asking you to visit her blog and entertain her with your ideas and please be nice she has a great dane who will stare you down eye to eye and a beagle who will lick your toes, not to mention a toddler who is not afraid to go full out Wiggles on your ass. I am NOT even kidding! I know some of my friends who read my blog may relate to her personal story but even if you don't a word of encouragement would go a long way. She is really nice and don't let the over-achiever thing scare you, she has strong values and is not afraid to tell you how it is without all the whip cream topping and never forgets the cherry!

12,775 days old

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

If you haven't heard the news I am a whole year older than I was just 367 days ago. I have always hated my birthday, not because I hate being older, I just don't like having another gift giving day so close in proximity to each other. I would rather have what my BF and I discussed sometime ago a semi-annual birthday bash(see her b-day is only 29 days after mine), where we could party in say June when the weather is HOT and we have to wait another six months to receive a gift for Christmas. Is that to much to ask?? yeha what.ever.
So for my birthday mother nature dumped 12 inches of snow before the crack of dawn, it looked beautiful, bright and fresh. We did not need to go anywhere till the afternoon so it was inviting to see the snow covered trees and the flower beds covered with a fresh blanket to hide the fall clean-up that I failed to do before the weather got chilly. It was nice to stay in our pajamas and eat left over christmas cookies and nap! Later in the afternoon we went to dinner at Buca Di Beppo. I met BF, her hubby, their handsome 14 month flirt and Morgan's buddy, my friend Annette and her Mom, my new friend Am with her 2yr old sidekick Loch, my sister and my angel all for an Italian feast. We enjoyed salad laced with a bolt from the lettuce shredder we were told, the manager came out to the table and announced "Hey I heard you got screwed?" HAHAHA Good thing we all had a sense of humor, and he removed the salad from the bill and complimented us with a slice of chocolate cake for dessert. What more could a girl ask for on her birthday well besides a man who could give a good back massage and foot rub, or.......just my mind wandering. Where were we?
Oh yeha it is New Years and in keeping in the spirit of resolutions something I have never really made a list of or care to start, but I am going to humor you anyway. There are things that come to mind from past year that I hope I never have to repeat again and things I hope to improve upon.
1) I hope this year to find a new companion to have adult conversations with like when a man loves woman sorta way.
2) I want to start saying NO more often, I am always spreading myself to thin and wanting to please everyone, well I am going to focus more on my happiness and being more selfish.
3) I will be more optimistic. (the house WILL sell this year)
Three things, three BIG things that should get me started off. Notice I did not challenge myself to be on-time or to start working out, those things are just way out of my league right now.

Hope your New Years brings much JOY, Happiness and a little wealth.