One night I all of a sudden felt like I was going to get sick and started sweating profusely. My stomach was hurting and I knew if I didn’t lay down I was going to be hugging the toilet. When think about what could be wrong I could only think of two things…food poisoning or I had double dosed when I took my 600mg ibuprofen.
No one else was sick and we had all ate the same meals. After thinking about it, I realized the most likely scenario was that I took my medicine at 8 & 9pm as the stomach pains/nausea started soon after what would have been my second dose.
This is very likely because at some point durning the early newborn stage I caught myself about to take 1200mg of ibuprofen. In my sleepy state I was mixing up the dosage for Tylenol and ibuprofen.
When baby E was a few weeks old my son knocked over a drink and managed to soak his clothes and get a large portion of our living room floor wet and sticky. I quickly cleaned up the mess with hands towels and got my toddler in new clothes. Later while picking up I realized I threw the dirty towels and clothes in the trash can instead of the dirty laundry. I would have never believed that I had managed to do that if I hadn’t found the clothes in the trash myself!
Recently we went to Seattle, WA to visit my twin sister and her hubby! We had the best time. Washington is a beautiful state and Seattle has a lot to offer. Only negative was going from Texas where its warm to Seattle where its warm is not the same thing. I froze half the time but hey it could have been worse right. Also I did not realize that in Washington most houses to do not have air conditioning. This was new to me as I have never lived in a house without it. It was definitely something to get use to.
While we were there we visited and I recommend doing all these things:
A natural park that had a pebble beach and lots of trails to hike.
The Great Wolf Lodge (to celebrate my son’s birthday – his auntie really spoils him)
This embarrassing moment is pretty gross, so advert your eyes if you aren’t ready for what I am about to tell you. This all started when my allergies went CRAZY leaving me with a sinus and ear infection.
For weeks, I have not been able to hear out of my left ear. I have taken antibiotics TWICE (weeks apart) and my hearing hasn’t improved. I finally went to an ENT specialist. The conclusion: I had fluid in my ears that wouldn’t dry up. (SUPER GROSS, I know!) In order to hear, the fluid needed to be drained from my ear. So I decided to have a minor in office surgery done, called a myringotomy. A myringtomy is a medical procedure where they cut a small hole in the eardrum and use a vacuum to suck fluid out. The procedure went great. It was super weird and made me dizzy, but it worked. I could instantly hear better. I wasn’t back to 100% but it was better than it had been in weeks.
After the procedure, the doctor told me what medications I would need and wrote me some prescriptions. He also put some drops in my ear and packed it with cotton. After that I was off to fill my prescriptions.
When I was driving to get my medications my hearing was going in and out, so I decided to take the cotton out of my ear to fully test my hearing. THIS WAS A MISTAKE. When I took the cotton out it was saturated from the drops but I didn’t think much of it.
So I arrive at my local grocery store and learn it will be 15 minutes to get my prescriptions filled. I fill all my prescriptions there since I can grocery shop while I wait. While I’m browsing the aisles, a moment of horror hits. I can feel liquid dripping from my ear. Gross, thick yellowy fluid is running out of my ear. Of course the grocery store is packed and my stash of tissues in my purse is gone. (Thanks to my lovely allergies). I had nothing to wipe it away with.
I was mortified. After having a small panic attack and what felt like several pain-stakingly long minutes I remembered that there were tissues at the pharmacy counter.
This felt like the equivalent of having food in your teeth at a meeting. Luckily (I think?) it was only strangers that saw me walking around looking like a mess.
On this day I would like to throw a quote out into the world that I truly believe and that was spoken by a woman who is an inspiration. You never see her unhappy and she enjoys her life and tries to do good in this crazy world.
I love giving gifts. However, on occasion my gifts may get to their destination a little late. I like to blame this delay on motherhood and the fact that even if you plan ahead, well, more than likely your plans will get scrapped. Therefore, I like to make sure if my gift is going to be late that it has a little something special.
The gift above was for my twin sister and since I couldn’t be there for our birthday I wanted to make sure she at least had a chance to make a wish and treat herself to something sweet. I made her a special cupcake topper for her cupcake. That way when she Instagram’s her deliciously sweet treat it is Instagram-worthy.
This was my way to make her gift special. Other ways to do this could be to add quotes or lyrics on slips of pretty paper to the packing material or to decorate your own wrapping paper (think white wrapping paper with your own art). If you aren’t artsy, you could add the person’s favorite candies to the gift bag or throw in a $10 itunes card if they are into music. It’s all about determining what will put a smile on his/her face. You could even find a way to throw and inside joke inside of a card or a random fact that they would find interesting. I remember when I was pregnant someone left me a clipping that let me know that pregnant women could urinate in public without the fear of breaking the law. Will I ever really need to know that? Probably not but it made me smile. At an old job, if someone shouted out ‘peanut butter’ then the whole section would burst out into giggles (don’t ask why, we were an interesting group). This meant if someone was having a rough day it was not uncommon for them to receive and email with peanut butter pictures or a survey if crunchy or smooth peanut butter is better.
Anyway the bottom line is be creative. Think about something unique to them and try it into your gift. The little things sometime matter the most!
One of my best friends (who is Indian) recently got married to her Greek love. It totally was a BIG FAT INDIAN GREEK wedding. I was a bridesmaid and truly I have never been more honored or excited to be a part of a wedding. Learning all the different cultures and getting to participate in so many things really made the experience special for me, not to mention, getting to spend time with all my besties.
I got to get tatted up with the bride(mehndi) and learned that in some cultures it is tradition for the bride to have the groom’s name hidden in their henna, on the wedding day the husband will find his name, hidden among the beautiful, intricate, designs. In another Indian tradition the single women have their henna drawn on from the same tube as the bride, this is supposed to help them find a good husband.
I had so much fun at the mehndi! It was probably the coolest thing I’ve got to do for a pre-wedding festivity. I was so paranoid I was going to mess by mehndi up that I barely slept the night I got it done (I was told that it is darker and has better color the longer you keep it on)!
Another thing that was very new to me was performing an Indian dance at the wedding reception. You can view it below. I look a hot mess but I tried my best and had a lot of fun (but at the time I had mono so I think I did pretty well considering).
Hello everyone! Recently my husband discovered a wonderful program that re-purposes wedding gowns into tiny dresses for families that have lost a child while at the hospital. These dresses are provided to grieving families in hopes that they will help provide comfort. Giving a grieving family something beautiful for their loved one is a small gesture but I think it can help show them that their lost one was special. These dresses are made with care and lots of love by volunteer seamstresses.
Today I mailed my wedding dress off to the NICU Helping Hands’ Angel Gown Program. I think this is a very special cause. To learn more about the program click here.
The address to mail dresses is below:
NICU Helping Hands C/O Ideal Partners
6913 Camp Bowie BLVD Suite 181
Fort Worth, Texas 76116
They recommend removing the crinoline from the gown for easier shipping, wrinkling is not an issue, and they will accept gowns with stains because other parts of the gowns may be use-able.