Thankful

I am thankful for Jeff. He is fun and fascinating and still surprises me after all these years. He makes me laugh until I cry. He makes mad until I scream. I love love love my baby love. I'm so thankful that I walked by him and said "hi" and made him fall in love with me.

I'm thankful for my kids. What a weird thing to be in charge of 3 little kids when I still feel like a child myself.

I'm thankful for my friends. My AZ friends and my IL friend still live in pockets of my heart. My new TX friends have made living in a new place feel like home.

I'm thankful for my healthy body. I've learned that nothing else matters if you aren't well.

And I'm thankful for YOU, my five or so faithful blog readers. It's nice to know you care enough about my little life to read and comment. Muah!

Hello, my name is cuteness!

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Oink

It is done. My big kids have been flu misted.

With all the going back and forth and stress over which choice to make I must say that I feel nothing but relief. I tried to get my ped to give me a squirt as well but no dice. I've contacted my doctors and they don't have them and I have contacted the health department but they won't give me one. I am a little worried about getting the mist for myself since I am probably immunocompromised from my steroids but I will take the live mist if I can't find the deactivated shot version.

Kiddos are doing great! No wonky side effects like sprouting curly tails so that is a relief. I do feel a little guilty a out giving the big kids something that I feel is questionable to protect the little guy. I just cannot handle the thought of the pig flu ravaging his little 13 lb body because of the big kids bringing home the disease from school. He is so little and I made him and I want to keep him forever and ever amen.


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And pigs flew

Any one else have serious heebie jeebies with the h1n1 virus flying around in the air we breathe??? I am getting so paranoid because I am terrified that my sweet perfect tiny Baby G will get sick and die. I guess I can't put it any more bluntly than that.

It is making me a recluse. Today I went to my bible study and I got there early. I said good morning the woman who collects money from parents for childcare. I was trolling throght the internet on my iPhone (love this thing!) and I told her that I was looking for a place to get the shot because my Dr's office didn't have them. She responded with, "oh I know...just this morning my son woke up with a fever! I think he probably picked it up here yesterday during Sunday school."

In my head I screamed "Aaaaaaaaaaaahhh! Get the fuck out of here Stella!!!!" but I politely said, "Awww, poor thing. I hope he feels better soon. Oh, I left something in my car...be right back." Then I picked up baby Griffin, walked to my truck and drove home. Sigh.

I miss being out in public but I can't even enjoy myself. It's like when I was a single girl in Rocky Point for Spring Break. My friends were having fun and looking for guys to hook up with. I on the other hand looked and the masses of horny college guys and thought "I wonder how many of them are going to spread their STD's tonight." It's kind of a bummer because right before I met Jeff, I decided that I wanted no more serious relationships and that I was entitled to a slutty phase while I was in college. Then a few days later I met Jeff. And he liked it so he put a ring on it ha ha! Long story short...no random hookups for me. Anyway I guess I have been a germaphobe for a long long time.

My big kids are getting their h1n1 shots tomorrow and I will try and get mine asap. I'm waiting for Walgreens to get their shipment in...hopefully this week. Then I will hopefully breastfeed some immunities into the baby!
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