Archive for January, 2010

“This movie is awesome!”

I am home with both children today


This week cannot end quickly enough.

So we are home, watching Horton Hears a Who for the umpteeth time. (Big T’s choice). At the opening credits, he declared “this movie is awesome!” Big T  insists that he “feels fine” but he is lethargic and has a fever. Little T’s oral lesions are healing, but he is clingy as ever, and not sleeping well. Infant/Childrens’ Tylenol and Motrin are my best friends today.

The arsenal:

In all of this, I’m trying not to dwell on the fact that we paid about $340.00 for childcare for this week (5 days), Big T will only be there 2 days, and Little T won’t even use a single minute of that time. I should really be able to ask for at least some of my money back, but that’s not the “policy”. That’s not how it works…

boo…usually I’m not opposed to capitalism.

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“I feel fine”

That’s Big T. And no, he doesn’t feel fine.

Today he has a fever of 101C

I am SO over this being sick rubbish!


“Mommy, can I have your ipod?”

I remember when I was a kid, and hi-tech electronic devices were not only too complicated for us to use independently, they were also strictly off-limits. Oh how the times have changed. I am pretty sure Big T knows how to use the iphone and the ipod better than I do. He’s not even 4 yet. He know what can and cannot be done on the ipod. He knows that one can watch movies on the computer OR on the TV OR on the phone. He thinks all screens are touch screens. I don’t think he is smarter that all the other kids out there. It’s just what he’s used to and what he’s surrounded by. Since Mr T is a tech junkie, how can his children not be tech junkies? *sigh*

On the other hand, Me, I’m the opposite of high-tech. I am going way old-school today. Little T is still under the weather, and I am home today. Since he is so fussy, I have resorted to baby-wearing. African style. We have 4 different slings/baby carriers in this house. All with buckles and straps and stretchy fabric. But when push comes to shove, I carry my baby on my back with a single piece of cotton fabric. I’m doing it right now, in fact.  And he LOVES it. It’s soothing for him. Now I’m kind of afraid he’ll be addicted to it, and I’ll have to do it all the time.

 It’s kind of difficult to take a pic of myself carrying Little T, so here’s what I look like, Clip-Art style…

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“What’s wrong with him?”

Ugh. What a weekend!!! I am exhausted. Mr. T is exhausted. Little T is exhausted. The only one NOT exhausted is Big T.

On Thursday afternoon, Little T was sent home from Daycare with a fever. He came home and seemed fine for a while, but a few hours later, the fever came back. On Friday, I decided to take him to the Pediatrician. After a 5 minute consultation (literally, 5 minutes. And some say we don’t need healthcare reform…) with The Resident, it was determined that he had an ear infection and we were sent home with a prescription for amoxicillin. Saturday Morning, Little T develops mysterious rashy blisters on his chin. I called the clinic again, and we went back in. While we were there (this time with his Regular Pediatrician) I asked that she check his mouth, since he was not eating well, he was drooling, his breath was funky (all of these things I had said to The Resident the day before, but whatever, I digress) and he seemed to be in pain. She checked, and we were both shocked to see the extent of mucosal inflammation and sores in his mouth.

How could this happen?

Apparently he has Gingivostomatitis, more than likely caused by Herpes Simplex Virus Type 1 (sometimes caused by Coxsackie Virus). The ear infection was a red herring.

It is so upsetting to hear your baby crying, see that he is in pain, and not be able to do much. Little T is completely miserable. He has been unable to sleep well, unable to eat or drink well, waking up every 1-2 hours at night and he’s just crying. A LOT. Prompting Big T to ask (in a concerned, caring voice) “What’s wrong with him?” “Why is he crying?”  Then he tried to comfort him by feeding him crackers (bad idea, seeing as  his mouth hurts so bad), and then he mostly stayed out of the way while Mr T and I took turns caring for the baby. Children are rather intuitive I must say. Big T is on his best behavior, and he knows not to be too loud or too rough with the baby.

I’m tired! 

Today, Little T seems to be on the mend. We’re doing back-to-back Tylenol and Motrin and we are really pushing the fluids to prevent dehydration. We also started him on the antiviral Acyclovir. This drug may or may not help, since we may have missed the window for it to be effective, due to the missed diagnosis. I was more upset about this whole bit yesterday, but today…he looks a tiny bit better, so I feel a tiny bit better. I am just glad they eventually caught it.

Now the main concern for the next few days – How do we manage work and sick baby?



“I can’t even think straight”

Big T said that to me last night. hahahahaha. I wonder what he had on his mind…probably things like crayons and Thomas and lightning McQueen.

I often feel like I can’t think straight…I am pretty much always juggling a hundred things in my mind. Today, Mr. T called me “awesome” because he “does not know how I keep track everything”. I felt a warm glow come over me. I like being called awesome. Honestly, I don’t know how I keep track of things. I prioritize, and I let some things slide.

Speaking of higher mental faculties, I was listening the NPR Science Friday today. There was an interview with science journalist Mr. Jonah Lehrer, and they were talking about the neuroscience of decision making.  Here’s my favorite part of the discussion:

“One of the studies I talk about in the book concerns a study done by a Stanford psychologists who – they had two groups of people. One group they had memorize a two-digit number; the other group they had memorize a seven-digit number. Then they marched these two groups down the hall and gave them a choice between two snacks.

One snack was a rich, gooey slice of chocolate cake. The other snack was a responsible fruit salad. The people who memorized a two-digit number were twice as likely to choose the fruit salad as the people who memorized the seven-digit number, who were twice as likely to choose the chocolate cake. And the reason is that those extra five digits – doesn’t seem like very much information at all, just five extra numbers – so overwhelmed the prefrontal cortex that there wasn’t enough processing power leftover to exert self-control.

So that gives us a sense of just how limited in capacity our brain actually is and I think points to the fact that we should absolutely be aware of these limitations.

So that doesn’t necessarily mean, you know, you have to block out information and never use Google. I think it just means that we should be aware of this and that if you’ve had a hard day at work or if you’re trying to – you know, if you just spent all morning on a crossword puzzle, then be aware that your willpower’s going to be a little bit weaker, that especially these rational faculties of the brain are very limited in capacity.”

So this is why I so discombobulated. Seriously, like my brain is full. After dealing with laundry, packing lunch boxes, paying bills, minipreps…no wonder it is so difficult to decide whether to have ice-cream or fruit…Thank goodness we are all out of ice-cream. The decision has been made for me. Fruit it is!

Knowledge is power. Isn’t that what they say?

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“The boys are going to school…”

“…and the boys’ Mom is going to work, and the boys’ Dad will pick them up from school and they will go home and watch a movie.”

This morning Big T gave me an outline of how the day was going to go. In third person. It was so cute to hear him refer to himself and his brother in third person. The movie part probably won’t happen…not on a weeknight… but the rest of it was pretty much spot on. Mr T is going to pick them up today, and they will go home, have dinner etc…

 Big T LOVES it when Mr T picks them up from daycare/pre-school. Sometimes, when I pick up, he tells me “I don’t want to go home with you”. Then I have to promise “well Daddy’s home, do you want to go home to see Daddy?” Only then will he come with me.

In the midst of all this mundane-ness…all this ordinary, predictable living…I cannot stop thinking about the people of Haiti. They are probably wishing for their ordinary, predictable, mundane lives. I continue to pray for them. This morning’s aftershocks probably struck terror in their hearts afresh. It is just heartbreaking. Whenever I am home in the evening…making dinner, feeding the baby, doing laundry, I keep imagining how many mothers and wives in Haiti were doing the very same things when the earthquake struck. Just going about their lives…and the next moment, everything is destroyed. How many little boys and little girls are never going to go to school again?

I just pray for them…for peace, for hope, and for the strength to rebuild.

If you are the praying kind, please pray! If you can, please donate…it is easier than ever…just a text message!


“I don’t like it”

Seriously, you offer Big T something new, and he automatically does not like it or want to try it. I know I have the pickiest eater in the world. I just know it. This time it was Cioppino. Pronounced chop-ee-no. Or something like that. 

Whatever, kid. I like Cioppino.

So here’s a simple, quick recipe for Cioppino (Seafood Stew). SO simple…like weeknight simple. And it’s delicious too.

What you need:

6 oz fish filet (perch, cod…really, any white fish) . cut up into bite-sized pieces

8 oz shrimp (shelled, deveined). I cheated and used the bagged, pre-cooked kind. Jumbo shrimp, not the tiny ones.

1 medium onion, chopped

1 medium green pepper, chopped

2 cloves of garlic, chooped

1 29oz can diced tomatoes (undrained)

1-2 tbsp olive oil

1/4 tsp italian seasoning mix

salt and pepper to taste

1-2 cups of water


Saute onion, green pepper, and garlic (with salt, italian seasoning mix and black pepper) in olive oil until tender. This should take 4 to 5 minutes on med-high heat. Add can of diced tomatoes, and bring to a simmer. Let simmer for another 5 or so minutes. Add fish and shrimp and 1-2 cups of water (depending on how thick/thin you like it). Bring to a boil, then turn the heat down to simmer and cook until fish is fully cooked (flakes easily with a fork).

Serve hot, with fresh, crusty buttered baguette.

Cold nights and hot stew…what more could one ask for?

PS – Big T would not touch this with a 10 foot pole, and Little T is too young for shellfish.


“Save Money, Live Better”

Yes, the new Walmart ad campaign catch phrase has infiltrated my child’s brain. No, I am not a Walmart hater. In fact, I shop there on occassion. But they do have a terrible image…one they are trying desperately to redeem.

Ok so Big T doesn’t really know who or what Walmart is, but he remembered their slogan. I guess this means that Walmart is being smart, and they picked a slogan easy enough for a 3 year old to remember.

Other memorable catchphrases…let’s see if you can supply the company. It’ll be fun, I promise. 🙂

“Just do it”

“Better ingredients, better pizza”

“Like a good neighbor…”

“Breakfast of champions”

“We keep your promises”

“Let’s build something together”

Which ones are your favorites?


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