Visit With The Boy

We acquired the boy on Sunday. The first thing Rob and I did was a punch list of all his little scrapes and bumps. A little skinned knee,a scratch here and there.Not because we are worry about his care, we just want to return him in the same shape we got him. Tottlers are another breed, and Abram is no exception. The child runs faster than the speed of light, and as soon as you turn around he's gone. He loves to run. It cracks me up, but we are old, and it's hard to keep up with him. He enjoyed going through the tall decorative grass we have in the backyard,I guess he feels like he's hiding or in the jungle.We explored the the bushes and the trees daily. He picked the crab apples for Rob and loved walking through the stones. He picked up rotten apples and squished them and said YUCK! But kept picking up the yucky ones. He's all boy that one.

I took him to the park and he just wanted to run. The hours just flew. When he slept, he was an angel. He slept for hours. Then when he woke, he was so busy.

He missed his Mommy and Daddy very much. He asked about them every day. He even cried when Rob would come home for lunch, and then leave for work. It's all new to him. I just want him to feel comfortable in our house, he hasn't really been away from his Mommy and Daddy for very long at a time. It's just a new thing , and he needs to feel secure that he will be safe and know that he'll be with them again.

When I would put him to bed at night the stupid high school band was practicing, and I was worried that the music would scare him., or another night the soccer team had a big game and the crowd was cheering, I didn't want Abe to be bothered. He wasn't. I got to rock him to sleep. That's probably one of the best moments to have, this little boy will let me rock him to sleep. It's amazing.

My most favorite thing of all, is when Abe says, Tank-yuuuuu Grandma. OMG! It just makes me melt. He understands when to say it.

When he got his ice cream cone fom DQ and he enjoyed every morsel, he did his happy -food-dance, just like his father, I just couldn't contain myself.

He did go home with some battle wounds, little slices in his hands from the grass,(it killed me that that happened. ) A little neosporine and band-aids, took care of that. A bump on the head from him putting CD's in the player and not paying attention to the cabinet. These young'uns heal fast. The bump was gone before ya know it, and Jake met me Bloomington to pick Abe up, on Wednesday. Even though Abe was acting out a bit for his father, it's all good, we're starting the terrible two's. My Mom used to say, "Would you want your kid sitting in a corner, afraid of everything around them, or would you want your gregarious, outgoing communicative,BUSY little one?" You decide. The lady had eight kids , I think she knew a thing or two.

Yikes!(Tina Turner in Menopause)

I am in the middle of a marathon work week which has consisted of three ten hour days,one 12 hour day and one more eight hour shift and finishing up on Sunday night a twelve hour night shift. It's my own fault , I signed up for them all. I just did not anticipate my menopausal rage to be at the peak of it's roar. So I have had two melt downs, one of which was directed at my supervisor. Who now is afraid to make eye contact with me. This is not what I would like to project in the work place, but you know they deserved it. Which again is a very bad attitude, I know.

I am working so many hours due to a competency day that all staff need to attend. So I am filling in for the staff that are in competencies. I too must go through competencies. I did that yesterday. It consisted of a CPR/BLS re certification, which was very good. Then other reviewing of equipment and procedures that are needed to be checked off. It's all good, and to get it accomplished for the whole department in an eight hour day is wonderful. Along with the very informative inservices is the most important part of competency day, the food. There was an array of of items to choose from, pizza,brownies,chips and dip,peanut butter pie,cookies,candy bars, pop galore. Maybe I am having a sugar overdose. Not that I HAD to eat all this stuff, but guess what? I did. It's comfort food. This is why health care workers are obese. And I am right there with them I weighed myself when I got home , just to end my 13 hour day on a high note, and I gained 5 pounds. That's right, and it's not water gain, it's that second helping of pizza and the full calorie ranch dip that I smothered my Lays greasy potato chips in. The salt and sugar intake I had should have placed me in a coma.

Just because I am the same weight that I was when I delivered my son doesn't mean I can eat like a pregnant woman. One of the other signs of Menopause has occurred this week. My eyes have stopped lubricating. Oh yes, I look like I have pink eye. They are burny and scratchy, and I thought some allergies had bothered them. No, I have no more tears. Lovely.What that means people is , I look like I have been up all night partying but I haven't. Yet one more thing to add to the wonderful world of women's old age issues.

All I can say is, you young girls that are intelligent and want to do research for a career choice forget about Viagra, cholesterol,arthritis, start working on the these menopausal issues, cause if Momma ain't happy no one is. What we have now keeps being taken off the market.We are in the baby boomer area. This country is going to have a bunch of angry old bags running around. Help!

St John's Wart ain't cutting it, on the other hand sometimes a work place needs that crotchety old lday that says what everyone else wishes they could, you just don't make many friends that way. I love the line by Wheezer, in Steel Magnolias." I'm not as sweet as I used to be." Also," I am not mentally ill, I have just been in a very bad mood for 25 years." That's it in a nut shell.