What the hell?

I know there's been a relative lack of updation here... I haven't really been in the mood. And I have to fight for the computer all the time. And I don't want to bore people with pregnant talk. Once again I wish vox had custom friends lists like LJ.

We went to a parent night for kindergarten students last week. I was happy to see more than just the one recognizable preschool parent face. There are a couple of kids from preschool going there, one of which is a very nice boy, in addition to our neighbor. SkyWalker is excited about seeing them. I really hope he gets a class with a friendly familiar face. There are 4 classes and only 19-20 kids in each which is exactly how many kids are in his preschool class. The school was just updated so there are smart boards in the classrooms. It all looked pretty cool. I think SkyWalker will be fine. It might take some time, but since it's all day, every day, he should hopefully get used to it quicker than everything else!

Speaking of which, a year ago I had just started my mom's group, and SkyWalker was as shy as could be. Hiding in the bathroom, not talking to ANYONE anywhere we went. He has come so far and it's just so remarkable. Today we had a playdate with one of his preschool friends--the first friend he made--and there was no hesitation, no shyness, no warming up. He immediately started playing like a goofball. It was so so nice to see. This was our first playdate too. It makes me feel so much better... and that I've been doing the right thing.

Next week I'm leaving both Jedi with a lifesaver so I can do the icky glucose test. I've told SkyWalker that he and his sister are going to have a playdate and that Mommy will have to go to the doctor. And while he wants to go to the doctor with me, he also wants to go to Cameron's house right now. The other day he told me that Cameron was his cousin. 

The Princess is continuing to improve. It will be 4 weeks since her surgery this Monday. She was a crazy girl today running and jumping and I didn't have the heart to try to stop her. Her steri strips are off and it looks like there's a stitch coming through. I really REALLY hope it just dissolves on its own without us having to take her to get it yanked out. That will suck. It does not seem to bother her at all. Her incision is probably the same size as it was last time but it looks much smaller since her belly is much bigger. I've been putting vitamin E on it and hopefully it won't be noticeable the older she gets. Her last one was almost invisible.

I'm planning on starting her in gymnastics in the fall. Some of you might remember SkyWalker's brief (one time) dalliance with gymnastics, I think his sister will do better. For one thing, she is a climber and a jumper, and she's been going to meetups and indoor gyms for a while now. And I'm trying to get her best little buddies to join too. So I think we'll last more than one class this time. We'll definitely be needing the distraction... we're both quite attached to SkyWalker. She walks around the house calling his name and looking for him and saying "Doin?" when she wants to know what's he's doing at any given moment. It's pretty cute. She'll have the baby to keep her occuppied, but the baby can't jump. Or put her shoes on for her. Or give her a bowl of goldfish when Mommy's not looking.

Isaac's leg seems to be healing. I don't know what our game plan is. We've been confining him to the leash for months now. It's getting harder and harder. But Vader doesn't want to take him back to the vet and have them say he needs surgery so close to June. I don't know what we're going to do.

Unrelated to anything, we've been having water problems. I know we always have water problems, but this time it's the temperature. Our water has always been really hot. Since having babies we've turned the hot water heater down... and down... and down. It is now a notch about the off position. Guess what my water temp is at the tap? 160 degrees. I've been researching a lot online and whenever there's a problem it's always with water that's NOT hot, not too hot. We have an oil-fired hot water heater and a new one would be $2000-2600. I finally called my oil company to see if they could recommend someone who would service it or just tell us what we need to do and it turns out that they'll look at it. (The company it came from apparently doesn't service them anymore). AND when I explained the problem to the guy he said we would only need a new one if it was leaking and that it sounds like the "thermostat" (not the technical term) is just busted. It might cost us a few hundred to have someone come out and look at it and fix it but that's better than 2 grand. And I have a wicked huge credit from the budget plan payments I made when the price of oil was wicked high. I wonder how much oil we've wasted heating this damn water. It is now up to Vader to call and set up a time. I think I will have to remind him every day. As he said yesterday he is dillatory (?) and I am proactive. The word he used meant the opposite of pro-active, someone who just delays things, but he's trying to expand his vocabulary.

Speaking of which, when I was changing the Princess's poopy diaper today (aside--I have a friend who ALWAYS says "messy diaper". Each time she says it I think of what she must think of me and my poopy talk. I've been trying to clean it up and not let the poop fly so much, but it's hard.), SkyWalker was assisting and when he saw the diaper he said "What the hell?". It was not an unusual poop, so I really don't know what his problem was.Anyway, I'm pretty sure he did not get that expression from ME, because if he had he would have said "What the hell dude?". So I'll be blaming that one on his father.

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Today

my son went to storytime with his shirt on backwards and two different shoes on. When we got there and he took his coat off he grabbed his penis and said "Underneath my penis is itchy!" quite loudly. And then at one point during storytime when he and his sister were smothering my increasingly smaller lap he loudly proclaimed: "I'm sitting on your penis!". 

That pretty much sums it up.

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In case you are wondering

surgery still sucks. 

The Princess is recovering and jumping all around despite my admonitions but the part that sucks is her sleeping. She was doing SO well before surgery. She now screams and cries before every nap time and often falls asleep on the floor. I tried taking her outside this after lunch today to try to tire her out a little with a wagon ride. She has been screaming Mommy for almost 2 hours. I've gone up there once or twice and there is nothing wrong with her. She cries before bedtime every night too. Stands at the gate in her room and just screams. Vader goes up and puts her back in bed and she stays there. But she won't do the same for nap time. SkyWalker was in the toddler bed for about the same amount of time--a month--when he started screaming at the gate and falling asleep on the floor. But I think this has more to do with her damn surgery and the disruption to her routine.

So I repeat, surgery sucks.

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Progress report

The Princess is doing much much better. She's walking on her own, climbing up the stairs (argh!) and making silly faces. I think we've turned the corner and now begins the hard part of keeping her from doing too much for the next month. I am so annoyed we had to drop out of the family place workshop at the library but the thing she loved to do most there was climb on the climbing toys and fall down the slide. Sigh. It is going to be a long long month.

SkyWalker seems to be okay now that his sister is acting more normally. He was a bit worried. They are very VERY close. He's back to being a goofball and in the same breath told me that I was the cutest mommy in the world and that I had a big fat womb and smelled like throw-up.

Back to work I go gathering tissue paper and feathers and streamers and aluminum foil shapes for the workshop tomorrow that we can't go to. :-(

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Surgery is sucky

I don't know how much time I have before the Princess needs something... she is watching Curious George (after requesting Dora and then taking the remote and flipping around until she found the movies on demand station and a preview for Australian movies with Nicole Kidman and Hugh Jackman and then saying George). 

It has not been an easy week. 

She had her surgery Monday morning. They couldn't do the original plan of putting the bad ureter on the good one. The surgeon just didn't want to take the risk of the "good" one not being good enough. So they took both off and put them both back on the kidney (yes this pretty much is what they did when she was 5 months old). They buried them deep within the bladder and made a decent size tunnel. He said her bladder muscle was pretty thin and that's the only reason he can think of for her developing the reflux to begin with. We'll know in May if it was successful and if it wasn't he says *he's* going to cry. 

Recovery has been much harder than the first time. She refused to walk because it hurt too much. She had the equivalent of an epidural in the hospital and it took a while for her to feel her legs again. She couldn't poop and that doesn't happen to her too often so I think she was in even more pain. I gave her a suppository yesterday morning and she seems to be doing a bit better. Eating and drinking a little more and walking if I hold her hand. During the surgery they found bacteria in her urine and it it turned out to be a UTI. So no more amoxicillin (obviously didn't work). She's on bactrum now and she does not like it. She has to drink a ton of water or it will hurt her kidneys. She's drinking more now but before she pooped she was not drinking as much as she should have. She also needs to drink more to flush out all of the blood. She was looking pretty good at the hospital because she had the IV. 

All in all it's been much harder than when she was 5 months old and wasn't even crawling let alone walking. She slept a lot more and had more time to heal. I'm glad I took last night off from work and really wish I didn't have to work this weekend. She's doing a bit better but she's still not independently walking. It's going to be a long weekend away from her. 

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