Night before Christmas pictures…
This kid is seriously opposed to hats.
Tell us about your balls, Pete.
Merry Christmas to you all, my friends.
May you all enjoy such wonders as Schweatty Balls this season.
EDIT: Sorry, guys, they yanked it. Here’s audio, at least.
December 16th – December 22nd
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It has been a rough week for me, guys. I’ve been sick since early Thursday morning, and I am STILL not well. It was food poisening, of my own stupid design. I was working with raw chicken on Wednesday night, and I think I probably got some contamination sickness. I’m usually very careful, so this just sucked big time. In the past 3 days, I have consumed 1.5 bananas, half a piece of peanut butter bread, a bit of milk, a few bites of salad, a few wedge fries, and lots of gatorade. If I’m not a svelt 135 lbs by Christmas, I’m complaining to SOMEONE. Heh.
Had a gyno appointment on Friday, which wasn’t horrible, but it’s not the favorite activity of my life. Finally also had some blood work done to check up on my thyroid. I have a confession to make, and that is that I have some rather poopy health issues that I have not been sharing with the blogosphere very much. I was diagnosed with Goiter and Hashimoto’s Thyroiditis in 2005 and underwent all kinds of nutball tests. When you go into a place specializing in “Nuclear Medicine,” and a guy hands you a vial with an odd looking pill in it, telling you to swallow it… and then almost spazzes when you begin to slide it into your hand, spitting, “No NO! Don’t touch it! Just drop it into your mouth!” You get kind of scared as to what the hell that thing is going to do inside you. ;-) So, yeah, that was followed by what seemed like endless nuclear scans that day. I also had ultrasounds of the thyroid and repeatedly had to have blood drawn. The highly educated and lauded Endocrinologist concluded that I had HT, and that it wasn’t messing up my hormones ENOUGH to put me on medication yet. So, so sorry, nothing we can do for you right now. Come back when you’re REALLY messed up and miserable. Then they wanted me to schedule (and pay for) another ultrasound, and that’s when I said F This.
I had my levels checked again while I was pregnant, and they were still near the same place. I have NOT had them checked since giving birth (a big No-No), and so I reqested the blood work at my Gyno’s office on Friday. Should hear back next week.
Part of the reason that I am worried about my thyroid is that I’ve been struggling with some pretty unrelenting feelings of fatigue, despair, and hopelessness – otherwise known as Depression – continuously for the past several months… as well as… shall I say it? Loss of libido. And if it’s not the thyroid from hell acting up and needing medication, then I need something – anti-depressants, therapy, maybe some cocaine? I dunno.
So, I have shared my big fat medical secrets with you, bloggy world.
Oh, and please forgive the lack of replies to all your wonderful comments recently. I have just been so tired and sick and it’s hard for me to even want to get online. I highly appreciate all the well-wishes sent! You guys rock.
I’m thinking of trying to eat some real food tonight. You know, FOOD? That stuff I LOVE?
Hope you are all having a great Christmas season! It’s almost that special day! :-D I can’t wait.
Theme for December 22nd, 2007: “Light”
Since I haven’t posted any pictures of our Christmas Light Decorations, I couldn’t resist the chance to do it now. This animatronic deer is my favorite part of our setup. Notice how I changed the bulb near his nose from a white to a red bulb.
Cause I’m cool like dat.
So, food poisening
Was mine, all mine, all Thursday.
Still feeling weak.
From seven A.M.
Until late into the night
I struggled with pain.
John calls it “The Scours”
When exploding at both ends.
I am very “scoured.”
Since I’ve been flitting around - okay, stomping and smashing my way foolishly throughout – this cool bloggy world on the internet, I’ve learned that there are LOTS of Mommy bloggers. And we are kind of all over the golly place. We strive to shoot from the hip, be cool, funny and tell it like it is! We want to be honest, fun, and sincere. We want to get the message out to everyone what our experience is like. We’re all, “this sux, but I <3 it!” Some of us stay at home, some of us work… some have just one (that’s a handful!) and some have multiples. We all hope to be unique – if that’s still possible with so many of us crowding around the table lately. ;-) And every one of us (come on, admit it) hope that we reach (lots of) others who can identify with our writings, and enjoy them.
You know what else I’ve discovered? There are some amazing Dads blogging out there, too. I mean REALLY amazing.
Let me tell you something. I always knew that John was going to be a good father. He is kind and sensitive in a way that, frankly, I am not. Because of that, I have always been very impressed with his reactions to certain things. He has a perspective that is always new to me – his heart is gentle at times when mine is rough and ugly. Even before we had Braden, he made me pause at things like being incredibly concerned about whether the fish was fed the day before. I didn’t care. He was worried that the fishie was hungry. !? I DIDN’T CARE if the fishie was hungry. (Yes, I sux.) It seems silly, but it’s just an example of the way in which his heart is tender and kind.
After Braden was born, John did not disappoint me. He has been such an incredible father to our son. He loves that little boy with all his heart and soul. Over and over again I see him being sensitive, thoughful, loving, and caring in gentle, kind ways to our child. He amazes me with things like this point of view. Over and over again I see him pushing himself to his limits to provide for us, and longing to be closer to us when he’s far away. Over and over again he proves that even if he doesn’t do every little thing like I think he should (because, don’t you KNOW that I KNOW EVERYTHING?), he does it just right in his own, loving way. Braden makes John into a better person every day, and that’s saying a lot, because John was a great person already. But the love that the son brings out in the father cannot help but make him strive to be better, to do better, to LIVE better.
I see these same things in Dads that I hardly know, but read, here on the internet. Their posts make me laugh, think, and cry because I find them intelligent, touching, sensitive, kind and honest. They speak in such a way that I can clearly see the way that their children make their lives better.
Have you read them?
On this Thursday my Thirteen things are links to great places to find amazing Dad Bloggers. Click. Read. Laugh. Cry. Love. Enjoy. Subscribe.
PS: There are many more than these that are also great. It’s always hard to pick a certain number of any type of blogs to list… Maybe if you read a Dad that you think is awesome, drop a link to him in the comments section, aight? Thanks!