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Archive for the month “October, 2012”

Sciatic Pain

For the last week I have been out of commission with seriously bad sciatic pain. When it is not as irritated, it just feels like a pinched nerve and causes discomfort whenever I walk. At the middle phase of the pain, it’s like a charlie horse in the rear. At it’s worst, it is crippling since I cannot put any weight on my left leg or even sit down without major pain.  The only way I can describe it is if you were to get four flu shots in your arm, then do one push-up for every step that you walk.  Tylenol does nothing to help, and I cannot take advil during pregnancy. The only two things that help is to either sit in a hot bath or on the heating pad, but having a trouble maker for a three year old means that this is pretty much impossible. Plus, the one position I can sit in comfortably while watching Nathan causes my entire left leg to fall asleep, which would be ok except for that Nathan has to constantly hit, bump into, step on, or otherwise bother my leg and each time sets off another wave of intense pins and needles sensation.

I had no choice but to stay home from work on Tuesday, so I did tons of grading and such from my computer instead while at home in bed since Nathan was at the “Purple House” daycare. Wednesday it seemed slightly more tolerable. Thursday it felt a little better and I went to campus to teach. I was planning on having transportation accommodations to and from class, but it fell through. So I left the office about 45 minutes before class to slowly, painfully make my way across campus to teach, and did the same thing to get back to my car. My legs and feet tend to swell after working too, though I’m not sure what’s up with that.  Today, Friday, I woke up in more pain than I’ve had all week. It’s miserable.

What makes it even more miserable is that I haven’t been mobile enough to clean the house, and C won’t, so the house is trashed and there’s not a darn thing I can do about it. Every 10-45 minutes I have to painfully get up and shuffle around to fetch something Nathan isn’t supposed to have, or fix food/drinks for one of us, find whatever toy he’s throwing a tantrum over, go to the bathroom, change diapers, rescue the mutt from being tortured by a three year old, and so forth. I’m seriously about to cry because I am just DONE with this. I want a clean house and a functional leg and a cotton-picking break from it all. But alas, the house will remain wrecked until I can clean it myself and the break will never come.

Oh well. This too shall pass, and I’ll be even stronger because of it.


My big boy is THREE!!!

I am SO proud of this totally amazing little boy!

Never in a million years did I think that I would be blessed with a vivacious, brilliant, handsome, compassionate child. The past three years with him in our lives has been a journey that I knew my whole life that I wanted to be on. Being his mommy is truly a blessing…

Most of the time…

…just Kidding 😉

Activities for Toddlers:

In lieu of my previous post about ending Couch Parenting in the home, I’ve been scouring the internet for some ideas for things to do with your toddler. Check these out for tons great ideas!

Indoor Activities for rainy/snowy days

Outdoor activities 

Arts and Crafts


More games and activities


Hot Momma

Well….maybe not a hot momma, but I definitely feel very beautiful as a pregnant lady. There is something amazing about feeling so connected to a baby as he grows in the womb. In many ways, it feels as if Benjamin “Zane” is already here even if he is unborn.  He has such a powerful presence in my life.  I feel his every move and thus already have a good indication of his personality, or at least how he compares to Nathan’s pregnancy. With Nathan, he was VERY laid back both in utero and as a infant. In the womb, he was rarely startled by sounds, ignored attempts to poke and prod, and didn’t spend much time kicking at all. As an infant, he hardly ever cried, thought he did spend tons of time fully awake in quiet contemplation.

Zane is the opposite. His powerful kicks started strong and super-early in pregnancy.  He is sensitive to sound and startles easily. If you touch a random belly bump (usually his elbow or knee), he will quickly move it out of the way even if he was previously seemingly resting. He spends just as much time employing full-out kicks as squirming around.  He is very quick to respond physically to the foods I eat, either in the form of kicking or very long bouts of hiccups. If his current personality continues through his birth, I feel strongly that he will be a sensitive, busy, strong force of nature. I definitely do not anticipate Zane to be as laid-back and quiet as Nathan was as an infant.

As of now, I am 28 weeks along. This is the start of my seventh month and thus my third trimester. Zane will basically arrive in about ten weeks, plus or minus a week, if things go as planned.  I am so excited, but in no rush to give birth to my little busy boy!

A confession

I have a confession to make….I’ve turned into a Couch Parent.  Granted, I’m in my seventh month of pregnancy, VERY tired from working and a toddler who refuses to nap, and frequently have contractions and nerve pain that I have no choice but to sit through….but still.  I just never in a million years thought I’d become a couch parent. What is a couch parent?

In general, you may consider yourself a couch parent if:

  • You fail to guide or discipline your child simply because it requires you to get off of the couch.
  • If you find yourself getting annoyed with a child in your care because tending to them requires you to get off of the computer/phone/pause the TV show/couch…I mean, how dare they require your help with something? Can’t they see that you are ‘busy?’
  • If you don’t accept any invitation to play with your child if it cannot be done from sitting down on the couch.
  • If your child spends most of the day much a satellite orbiting around his/her world (you) as you sit on the couch.
  • If you actually expect your child to spend most of the day orbiting around your comfy place on the couch.
  • Finally, if you frequently rush through childcare duties so that you can get back to your couch/computer/TV show, then you may consider yourself a couch parent.

Does any of this sound familiar?  Does this sit OK with you, or is there a tiny little voice in your head urging you to consider making some changes?

I certainly do not mean to pass any judgement or cause any guilt. There is enough of that in the parenting world and I do not wish to add to it.  The point is simply that we can do better. Our children deserve more than couch parenting from us.  These little ones are absolute blessings entrusted to our care, and we brought them into our world to love and guide them as they grow up before our very eyes.

My challenge for you is to get off of the couch and interact with your child. Look online for age-appropriate activities and actually initiate the games with them. Roll a ball…or go outside with them and play kick ball with them. Take them to a park. While at the park, leave your phone in the car. The world will survive with you being offline for 20 minutes, I promise. Watch your child play and tell them good job, just give them praise and encouragement.  Sit down and color with them, or play dolls/cars on the floor. These kinds of activities should not be the exception, it should be the rule.

If you don’t trust yourself to remain engaged with them, and you are a stay-at-home parent, send the TV remote and iPad with your husband to work. If not, place your computer, remotes, iPad, and phone in the most inconvenient location possible and leave it there after checking it during the day.  Or do like we did and cancel cable all together. You can use the money saved from canceling cable on family outings, games of the non-electrical variety, toward college funds, paying off debt, or simply to help cushion the family nest egg. The bottom line is that couch parents CAN do better for our little ones and families. They need us to do this for them, and our love for them will help make this possible. 🙂

A week from H-E-double hocky sticks.

I mean that. Last week was awful.  It started with transitioning Nathan to the big boy bed, which would have been fine except that C was on call all week and was unable to assist in any way.  I ended up sitting in the room with Nathan for about an hour until he would wind down enough for me to leave the room around 11pm.  It would take me another hour to go to sleep, followed by having to wake up every few hours to go to the bathroom. He would then come bounding into the room between 6:30 and 7am ready to start the (napless) day.  My pregnant body was beyond tired.

Did I mention that I had a bout of strong contractions Sunday night? That was fun. Monday, though very sore, was pretty uneventful with the pregnancy. Then while teaching Tuesday, I started with another round of contractions but just worked right through it. Tuesday afternoon, I noticed some spotting and called my doctor, who then told me to go in to triage to be checked. I ended up mildly tortured at triage until around 2am in the morning before finally being released.

On the way home, knowing that my license had JUST expired, I was very careful not to speed and to obey the traffic laws. I got pulled over by a cop anyways….for a headlight that was out/almost out of all things.  It was literally the first time I had driven at night in months, so I had no way of knowing about the light situation. Anyhow, even after explaining (and showing paper proof) that I was just coming home from an emergency ER visit and had planned on getting my license and car checked out on Friday (for brakes, but I am sure they would have checked the lights), he still slapped me with a hefty fine and court date.  I got my very first ticket ever. I drove home an exhausted, sobbing mess and cried myself to sleep over my seriously rotten luck.

Nathan came bounding into the room 3 hours later ready to start the (napless) day…and so my week went.

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