Part of me thinks blogging is so dumb, and part of me thinks that if I just start writing I'll realize I have a lot to say. Not necessarily "important" to anyone, but at least to me.
So I just read a book called Childhood Ear Infections. It was very interesting, and I have a lot to re-read. I have decided to go wheat-free, dairy-free, egg-free, and coffee-free for a few weeks (or until I go clinically insane, or until we're broke...ha!). I have decided that Fern is probably on a path towards ear tubes and lots of doses of antibiotics if we stay on the traditional medical (American Academy of Pediatrics) path, and I don't want to take that path without completely exhausting other options. Deep down, I know that giving babies and toddlers, or anyone, lots of aspirin or acetaminophen, and using antibiotics, and performing invasive ear surgeries is not great. I want to avoid them. I am also going to hopefully check out some chiropractic help, and seek out a homeopath. And hopefully win the lottery.
I am giving Fern homeopathic ear drops as well as a lycopodium tablets and acidophilus, and I am taking oils and zinc. If these measures don't help improve her illnesses, at least I will have tried my options.
I am still working on sewing some diapers. Stay tuned.
Workouts have been tough lately, I really wish I could swim more. For me, swimming is the one sport of the three that chills me out and stretches my muscles, and gives my legs a much needed break. Hopefully I'll get a swim in tomorrow. I have been exploring the Belmont Plateau lately and loving it. Like Lois though, I do hope for a day when I can live in the country, and I hope each day in this city will help me appreciate the country that much more. How I long for a bike ride in the country with hubby.
Today I spent 4+ hours at the Willow Grove Mall with my kids and some of Tray's family in town from Brazil. It was interesting, to say the least. My main lesson learned: the bathrooms in Bloomingdale's are AWESOME.
In funny news, yesterday Sage and I were playing outside at my parents' house while Tray worked and Fern "napped" (I use that term very loosely). As I was filling the baby pool, I felt a small pebble in my sandal, and ignored it, until it STUNG me. Wow, how you forget the pain a little bee can cause until one stings you again. Not 30 minutes later, as I am trying to read my ear infection book, and I am totally engrossed in everything wrong that I am eating and believing, Sage announces, "Mommy, there's a poopie in my pool!"
Sure enough, she's pointing at a big old log chasing her around the baby pool. No, of course I hadn't put a swim diaper on her. No, of course I wasn't watching her for poop signals so we could avoid a tootsie roll incident. I tried to get the poop out with two sticks, but it disintegrated as I tried to pull it out. I tried to keep my act together, and I am glad it's funny to me today.