I’m Beautiful Like Me.

Joy is grounded for school misbehavior last week. She was allowed to attend a birthday party at the bowling alley but it cost her an extra day’s restriction. She’s doing quite well academically in school, but struggles to get along with classmates. And she’s chatty. She complains loudly of boredom all weekend long and after school. I’ve been hoping that she would take this opportunity to read more. She has, but only a little bit. She’s usually a pretty good kid and I hate punishing her, but I have to be consistent or she will continue with the unsavory behaviors.

The boy is amazing. He’s got three teeth on bottom with two coming in and one tooth on top and the second is coming in. He walks more each day. He’s figured out how to stand without using anything to pull up. He says “mom,” “mama” and “dada” and babbles a lot all day. He squeals - quite loudly, too. He mimics me when I belch or growl. He claps along with his movie during the song “Bingo.” He eats all day, everyday. Today he ate cheese, olive and mushroom pizza that I cut into tiny bite-sized pieces. Then he harrassed me and squawked while I ate ice cream. He gets so filthy from food that we are now bathing him everyday instead of the 3-4 times per week.
Husband is home from work tonight. He’s been working a lot of overtime and it seems I rarely see him during the long weeks. I had kinda hoped he would take the night off last night since we met on Superbowl Sunday two years ago (not until after that game, though) and I’m a bit sentimental about that time, but he didn’t want to hang out with football-crazed tata.

Man, was I ever pleased with the outcome of that game! To be perfectly honest, I’m not necessarily a fan of teams, but more a fan (or un-fan) of players. I’ve followed the Giants a bit because of Tiki Barber and Jeremy Shockey (who were both on my fantasy team last year - didn’t play this year). I do love the Bucs, but it’s been hard to follow them since I moved back to KY. All the games aired on regular TV when I lived in FL. Here, the team most frequently aired on TV is the Colts, whom I initially liked because of Tony Dungy (former Bucs coach), but also now like because I adore Peyton Manning. It’s not hard to decide to root for his brother, as well. And since I’m on an honesty kick here, I absolutely despise Tom Brady for no good reason. No one should have life as good as him. So, the outcome of that game was merry for two reasons: Peyton’s brother won (Tiki’s retired and Jeremy didn’t play) and Tom Brady lost. Plus, he got knocked around quite a lot, too!

My Hashimoto’s seems to be under control. I should be going back for more bloodwork soon, but I would rather wait until we’ve paid the outstanding bills for bloodwork already done. The first round of bloodwork diagnosed that the TSH (thyroid stimulating hormone) was abnormal. The second round of bloodwork determined I have Hashimoto’s thyroiditis (an autoimmune deficiency wherein my immune system attacks my thyroid) and the third round of bloodwork determined that my 50MCG dose of Synthroid seems to be effective, since my TSH came way down from the first round of bloodwork. Doc wants additional bloodwork drawn up to see if the TSH has come down more after another month of Synthroid. I’m going to make it two months so we can catch up on the bills. Plus, the Synthroid is really interfering with my ability to fall asleep and Doc is reluctant to give me any prescription sleep aids since I’m still nursing. I’ve been hunting for an inexpensive used copy of Medications and Mother’s Milk to take in when I go see her next so I can try to convince her that it’s safe for her to give me a sleep aid! For now, I’m taking Tylenol PM but it takes so long to kick in.

Otherwise, life is beautiful. Marriage is wonderful. I have such an awesome relationship with Husband. My kids are happy and healthy and there is much to celebrate and feel blessed for.