Baby has pneumonia and an ear infection. Daughter is on the mend. Spouse is slowly recovering. Baby was diagnosed yesterday and has another appointment this Friday. We were sent home with the inhaler and antibiotics. I made a chart to keep track. I am amazed at my ability to keep on my feet through all of this, while sick. I chalk it up to the super-human qualities bestowed on those who become mothers. I can also tell if someone has a fever by feeling their forehead -- which is new. Now I'm just sad and resentful. I don't know if another partner would be more helpful or if this is a universal phenomenon in couples with kids. But it feels like it's been almost all me all week all day and all night because he couldn't move. And he did do things like daughter's eye drops and ... watching the kids while I got some sleep the other morning.
I just don't want to clean the kitchen again and again and again while I'm feeling so lousy. The amazing thing is that I haven't had wheat or sugar since day one of this blog. I have had a little dairy since my dairy back slide on Friday but will let that go again.
OK Here goes: I got weighed at the doctor on Friday and I'm 234 pounds. Here's where I got to by eating the things that hurt me to excess for years. I guess I'm lucky that I'm stopping now, because there's no limit to weight gain as we all know from watching TLC and spying on morbidly obese.
And now that I have this blog and I've made the commitment to report honestly as I go through this process, I am able to see the insanity of "Key Lime Pie! It's the perfect solution!"
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