Jul
13
2009
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My Mom…

Being a girl myself, I relate (now being a mom twice over) really well to my mom. No offense to my dad, who is great in his own right, I don’t want this blog to sound like my mom is great and my dad didn’t do anything… It’s just that myself, I find myself learning a lot about my mom through being a mom myself. I will always be a parent, but I will never ever be a dad. I just thought I would cushion what I’m about to say– just because I know my dad is awesome too– I just find myself with an increasing respect for my mother.

I had my second daughter a week or so ago. We were in the hospital for a while, my parents (ever so greatly!) took care of Katie for us, and I came home and my mom stayed with us. She made sure we ate well, and often, and that I got water and relaxed. She made sure that Katie got attention, and that I got sleep. I’m sure it wasn’t SUPER de duper fun for her, but I know she did it because she loves me. The way I love my kids. :) And now she’s watching Katie for me at her house (again, both her and my dad) because I still can’t lift her, and snuggle her like I want to… she’s dying for attention and to go outside. Which I can’t do because A) I’m exhausted and B)I don’t want to be mauled by our dog who is just the right size to jump up and hit me in my incision. Ow.

In any case, my mom (as I mentioned at the hospital) is a self sacrificing person. I love her for that. I love her for loving my daughter… I love her for loving me :) Even when I’m not so lovable.

Derringer Meryl [Mom Love] Out

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May
18
2009
3

Dare I say it?

I think I do.

I’m going to get it all together soon and make some lactation cookies. I learned that with Katie last time you can’t go into Breastfeeding half handedly.  I had some problems that I’m trying to remember and keep in mind this time for a less stressful situation.  I will probably want to make these cookies ASAP just so I have them handy.  This is the following recipe:

Ingredients

Directions

  1. Preheat oven to 350°.
  2. Mix the flaxseed meal and water and let sit for 3-5 minutes.
  3. Beat butter, sugar, and brown sugar well.
  4. Add eggs and mix well.
  5. Add flaxseed mix and vanilla, beat well.
  6. Sift together flour, brewers yeast, baking soda, and salt.
  7. Add dry ingredients to butter mix.
  8. Stir in oats and chips.
  9. Scoop onto baking sheet.
  10. Bake for 12 minutes.
  11. Let set for a couple minutes then remove from tray.
I’ll probably have to wait until next month to do these, since I don’t have brewers yeast, flaxseed or oats… Unless they mean oat meal? I’m not sure. I am not cooking adept. LOL I am crazy like that. I used to have flaxseed, but I think it got tossed in the move (sorry mom, who was generous and gave it to me) I still need to cook and freeze a few things. I have been wanting to try chicken tacos for a while. Maybe tonight I will pull out chicken (frozen) and let it thaw so that tomorrow night we can have chicken tacos!
I was discussing with my mom this weekend how unusual it is that so many families (my own included) don’t eat dinner at the table together like I did as a kid. My mom was GREAT at making sure we all had dinner together. Sometimes we were plus or minus a few kids (friends over, gone to a friend’s house and later out on dates or at work) but we always ate at the table (although i can recall on a few occasions that we sat and ate in the front room, but it was usually summer and it was too hot to be that close to the oven!) My mom was/is a great mom. I feel bad sometimes that I use work as an excuse not to do things like have dinner at the table. My mom always cooked us dinner after a long day at her old job, which was exhausting. I remember h elping… faintly. I can also remember as a kid not helping as much as I should have. I’m paying for it now. I don’t cook … well? I cook alright. I can cook a few things…. But I’m not a master chef or anything. If I had paid closer attention I also might have learned how not to get overwhelmed in the kitchen. I also think I might need to put a baby gate up so that Katie can’t run around in the kitchen while I”m working. It’s tough to discipline her and get things cooked. (Another reason I don’t cook terribly often, If I have to choose between Katie time and cooking dinner, guess what wins?)
In any case. I do need to cook some. My mom made Chicken Enchilladas the other day for my brother’s B-day and YUM YUM YUM! The definately needed olives (everything should have olives!) but they were so yum. Also there is something infinately tasty about a meal you didn’t cook yourself. I’m glad my mom is such a good cook! I think I will need to make a thing of chicken Enchilladas to freeze, and I’d like to freeze up some other things. I should start a list….
I mentioned to the therapist last week that I went to that I am obsessive with lists. He asked if it was a helping thing, or if It was damaging my functionality. I said it was mostly helpful to keep my brain from being less scattered. With my ADD I tend to skip from activity to Activity without much thought. I’m not trying to be scatter brained… I just am. Which reminds me I need to do a grocery list. I love grocery shopping day. :) I don’t enjoy when katie runs from us in the store. She thinks it’s a game. :(
better get to list making…
Derringer Meryl [Whirlwind] Out
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May
06
2004
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I wouldnt wish this on my enemies

So my arm, my right arm to be exact, is in extreme pain. I haven’t felt this much pain in my arm since I got it popped out of the socket. Yesterday the pain was just in the shoulder, now the pain has oozed its way down to the mid part of my back on the right side, and down into my elbow. Makes it hard to type, and grasp… and… do anything actually.

It hurt to grab the shifter in my car today.

*sighs* here I go with the mixed emotions on my mom coming home. I’m really excited that she’s coming home, and that she’s gonna be back (really excited, I hope she gets home on Friday instead of Saturday.) Her little trips make me appreciate her more every time. I’ve been doing the dishes and stuff, and that’s hard. Very hard. Dax has been trying to help me with stuff, and I appreciate it, but Im just getting exhausted all together.

and Ihave this butt monkey of a cold too. I think it’s a cold. Who knows. Ear ache and Sore throat. Major serious drainage issues down my throat. (Gross, I know) Swallowing causes extreme and utter pain. (Not unlike moving my arm)

I sleep and I sleep and I sleep, and I’m still exhausted. Always. I think because sleeping causes me pain too. I sleep on my shoulder funny, and thus the ouch-ness. I’m gonna go take some Aleve (or however you spell the wonderful fixer upper.)

Derringer Meryl [insane kind of exquisite torture] Out

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