Posted in May 2010

Furry little things

Realized today how much I miss furry little animals to pet.  This how I realized it … I found myself “petting” the stuffed Monkey (pleepleus) on my desk at work.  Odd, I know.  But it felt nice to pet him.  I guess I didn’t realize how hard it would be to have 4 pets for so long and then within a year’s time, lose all of them.

DH and I have agreed having a house free of pet hair and both be free of pet duties is a good thing.  We’ve also agreed that we will NOT get new pets until we move into a bigger house with a bigger yard (read no cats this time but a dog).  And I’m fine with it — in theory.  But lately I keep finding myself longing for a furry little animal to pet.  Is it because I’m lonely?  Is it because it is a stress reliever?  Or is it just out of habit?

ALL of my life, I have had a pet.  This is the first time I have ever been without a pet for more than a month since college.  Even in college I had pets back home which I visited regularly (along with my parents of course but this post isn’t about them!).

Anyway, I suppose in the meantime I will have to settle for my stuffed monkey or those moments when we visit others with pets.

Sick of being sick

I have been dealing with a host of illnesses this past winter and spring.  On top of the morning sickness I had all through my first trimester and into the beginning of my second, I’ve had a stomach virus (during that first trimester … how did I know the difference?  pretty sure morning sickness excludes diarrhea …), a sinus infection and now TWO bouts of bronchitis.  It’s getting ridiculous.  To the point where, I’m not sure I even know what it feels like to be well.

To make things just a tad bit more difficult, DH has been traveling for work a lot this year.  And timing on my illnesses has been uncanny to say the least.  Usually on the week he’s gone or about to leave.  Wah. Wah. Wah.  I know.  But it’s been difficult to deal with a toddler (whose behavior has been challenging to say the least) and be sick and basically have no real time to rest and get better.

Today I went to see the doctor yet again who confirmed the second bout of bronchitis.  She prescribed another round of antibiotics plus the tylenol with codeine she prescribed last time.  “WHAT?!”, you may be asking yourself right now.  Apparently, it’s common to prescribe tylenol with codeine for pregnant woman who have bronchitis because believe it or not, it’s actually safer for the baby than taking cough syrup.  I found this hard to believe since it’s a Category C drug but the  doctor assured me that’s it okay for me to take a weeks worth until my throat finally feels better.  She said that if I took it a lot during the pregnancy, like months, then it might be an issue.

But she also said something else which really eased my mind and I didn’t even mention this symptom to her because it’s well, kinda embarrassing.  You see, I’ve been coughing so hard that each time I pee myself a little.  And without me even saying it, she said, “You must be feeling terrible, you poor thing.  Coughing and probably peeing yourself.”

I said, “I’m glad you said something about that because I wasn’t going to mention it.”

She said, “We’ve all been there, honey.  It will go away.”

WHEW!  I’ve been worried about this being a permanent thing and having to buy adult undergarments at this age!  So needless to say, I’m looking forward to not being sick for not just the obvious reasons but for this reason too!

New Game

About a month or so ago, I wrote a post about a game DH started with Monkey about whether or not he wanted a little sister.  This game was fun for a little while but now, the game has been updated.

DH:  You ready for your little sister?

Monkey:  Not yet.

DH:  When are you going to be ready?

Monkey:  Five minutes.

Hilarious and the answer is the same each time.

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