Goddess??

Take the goddess (or god) quiz at www.sevengoddesses.com.

Here's what it said about me:

You are 17% Hera
If you possess many of Hera's qualities, you tend to find fulfillment in relationships and look on marriage as a permanent union. In marriage you feel no sense of frustration or resentment because you are an equal partner with your spouse. You are confident and have no trouble asserting your authority in and out of the relationship. You seek men who are self-confident and successful, because you are comfortable with the concept that you can be fulfilled through him (and him through you). As long as your partner honors the marriage as much as you do and appreciates you, you will be happy. If he doesn't, you must concentrate on your own growth and discover an identity independent of him.



You are 25% Hestia
If you embody the qualities of Hestia, you understand the value of having your own sacred place, whether it's an actual room or simply a time of day when you free your mind of busy thoughts and experience peace. While home is your sanctuary, you are at home with yourself wherever you are and no matter who you are with. You know that the meaning of your life springs from your spiritual center. This brings you a great sense of security. You do not crave attention or material possessions; you nurture your friends and family with your unconditional love.



You are 0% Aphrodite
If you are ruled mostly by Aphrodite, your femininity and passionate spirit are the controlling forces in your life. You tend to be charismatic and self-assured, comfortable with your body, and unrestrained sexually. Men are drawn to you like bees to flowers; which this satisfies your erotic nature. However, you tend not to form permanent attachments with lovers because you value your sexual freedom, and this may leave you feeling lonely and even depleted once a relationship ends. To find and form a more lasting relationship, you need to add more of the goddess Hera to your life.



You are 17% Athena
If you are ruled by Athena, you are bright-eyed, shrewd, resourceful, and inventive. With friends, you are the wise counselor—always ready with an empowering message. You believe strongly that women can accomplish anything men can. No wonder you put so much time into your career! Athena women tend to be ruled by their heads, not by their hearts. You carefully guard your intimate side, protecting your emotions and vulnerability. If you want to awaken your unexpressed womanliness, you'll have to use the same passion you apply to your intellectual achievements. It's important that you work to integrate your strong masculine side with your feminine side—bringing together your strength and your vulnerability, your creativity and your caring, your intelligence and your imagination. Allow your aspects of the goddesses Hestia and Aphrodite to help you do this.



You are 17% Artemis
If you are ruled by Artemis, you are an independent spirit and belong to no one but yourself. Your body is vibrant, your attitude robust ,and your manner vigorous and alive. You are driven by physical rather than mental energy. You feel complete without a man in your life and would never compromise your essential nature for a romantic partner. You are skilled at establishing personal boundaries and enter into relationships on your own terms—in short, you can take care of yourself. This attitude may at times put men off.



You are 8% Persephone
If you exemplify the qualities of Persephone, you have an ethereal, otherworldly air about you and are highly creative. Your youthful spirit shines through no matter what your age. You are also familiar with either emotional or physical loss. This experience has forced you to face the dark, unenlightened side of yourself and transform yourself into a stronger, more independent, more accepting, and more compassion person. It may have also led you down a spiritual path and moved you to place great emphasis on inner calm and on close connections with friends. You are capable of embracing, integrating, and accepting difficult experiences. Because of this skill, you offer others the gift of empathy—you understand what others have been through.



You are 17% Demeter
If you fit the Demeter archetype, you are a nurturer and caretaker. You have a generous heart and enjoy extending your love to others. You are motivated by the most powerful of instincts—to give life and to selflessly devote yourself to the life you create. You feel compelled to care for all those around you, even if they are not your own children. In short, you feel the need to be all things to all people, and therefore your own needs sometimes go unmet. You must learn to say no, applying Artemis's sense of boundaries and Aphrodite's ability to put herself first. That way, you can give to others from an overflowing rather than a half-full cup.

I am slowly removing things from my office. Yesterday I took down one of my degrees. That got me thinking about things I will miss about my job:
1. having my own, rather large, office
2. constant internet access with great speed
3. Stacy
4. Linda
5. working on an issue that is important to me
6. playing games on MSN messenger with my coworker at the end of the day (and sometimes in the middle of the day)

Ok, here are the things I will NOT miss about my job:
1. my boss
2. driving to the other end of town at the same time as everyone else in town
3. public speaking
4. public speaking to middle and high school students who don't give a rats ass about your topic
5. working in community groups to plan events with people who have passive aggressive attitudes
6. shopping for items for a program that your agency probably shouldn't be doing in the first place
7. wondering why i have my masters degree when i am shopping for items at wal-mart

There are probably more on both lists that I may add later. Did I mention that I can't wait to get out of here??

I thought the point of a blog was to write about your own experiences and observations. Apparently, this girl is wanting to impress someone by stealing this girl's stuff.

Instead of killing myself to get up with the boys by myself tonight, I asked my mom to keep them. I've taken 1/2 of a Xanax (half of an 0.25 mg tablet). i hope it is enough to help me sleep. Even though I know it is difficult to get up with them solo and then go to work, it is still hard for me to leave them.

Oh, now that I've caught a break, I did post some more pictures.

I used to live in these apartments. We bought our house a little over a year ago. This apartment complex has had two fires in the last 5 years that have burnt buildings to the ground. No wonder it was one of the most inexpensive apartment complexes in the city. We were robbed twice living there. Once people stole our patio furniture and the second time Cory's car was broken into. They tried to steal the CD player but apparently were too stupid to realize there was an alarm on the car.

Cory complains about where we live now, but I like it. The only thing I don't like is that people drive really fast down our street. It's not safe for children to ride their bikes. of course, our children would have to learn to walk first...

Oh I am so bored. Even the blogger toolbar is not so entertaining. there is so much I could and should be doing here at work, but i have no motivation. it's hard to be motivated when your heart is elsewhere. my heart used to be in my work until it was sucked out by my small-minded boss. now my heart is split in two and currently staying with my mom. i won't get to see it until about 5:30 pm when i leave this boring, pointless job.

Greatest Mom Award 2004

My mom is the greatest mom in the world. Reminder: she is taking a leave from her job to keep my boys for awhile. This morning when she came to pick them up, she asked me if I would be in my office today. I said yes and she said that she would bring them by the office.

She brought them in with balloons, a stuffed animal, and flowers "from the boys." How sweet is that?? Needless to say, the stuffed animal is a Jack Russell Terrier (like my dog Jackie) that I had said I wanted when i saw it at Toys R Us. The balloons say "I love my mom."

I have the best mom in the world.

Our agency coordinates a Fall Psychiatric Symposium every year. This years symposium is Friday. There is a dinner the night before. I will have to be at both for work. Thus, I really do not want to do anything today since i'll be working long hours for the next two days. Mom will be keeping the boys over night on Thursday night to make it easier for everyone. Maybe I should start cleaning out my office.... hmmmm...

Both Cole and Aidan have started smiling. We have some pictures of Cole smiling. Aidan does it much more infrequently, so pictures have not been captured of him smiling yet. I will post the pictures on their blog as soon as I have a moment to myself. (hah! that's a joke!)

I survived the TV camera yesterday. The little middle school urchins were actually tolerable. I dread going to one of the area high schools next Monday. They are usually pretty disrespectful and rude. Cathy sent me this, and I think it is right on.

Filming starts in about 30 minutes. Anxiety level is through the roof. I wish I had not forgotten that medication this morning. I could have taken the Xanax, but who can do a presentation about mental health when you are drunk and asleep?

Already forgot to take my medication this morning. This is going to be difficult for me to remember to do every day.

Cory is at home with the boys on his day off. He did not sleep last night because they've gotten off schedule with each other. They are eating at different times. This is not good for the parents' sleep schedule.

I have to do my first school presentation of the year today. I am not looking forward to it. I made changes in the curriculum before I went on maternity leave. I like to sort of test them out a few times before I feel comfortable with new stuff. I won't get a chance to get comfortable with it because I'm being filmed for a TV news story today. This really makes me more nervous than I usually am. I probably won't try to watch the story because I don't want to see myself on TV.

I probably won't blog much this morning because I have a truck load of work to do that I did not do last week.

How much longer should I have to sit here with nothing to do? Well, I have things to do, I just can't bring myself to do them. Although I am no longer pregnant (you might question that by looking at my belly), this office is damn hot. It makes me sleepy. T-minus 15 work days and counting before I get out of this place.

Where do you fall on the political compass?

I am Economic Left/Right: -7.88 and Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -7.13. These coordinates put me in the square represented by Ghandi. Cool.

Insurance company will not pay for Lexapro. I have to take generic Paxil. I hope it works.

Steps taken to feel better:
1. Asked doctor's office for samples of Lexapro until it is approved by the insurance company
2. Was also given a new birth control pill
3. Per my doula's advice, took Aidan and Cole to bed with us when they would not go to sleep at 1:30 am this morning. They slept for 4-5 hours.
4. Eating peanut butter and crackers
5. Tried to dress nice, even if it is Friday and the boss isn't here.
6. Taking left over pre-natal vitamins.

Now I just have to gear myself up to prepare for next week. I have to start giving my school presentations again. This is the part of my job that I am really tired of doing. In graduate school, we took the Myers-Briggs personality test. I scored as an Introvert on one of the personality types. (I bet you couldn't have guessed that!) Introverts are energized by their inner dialogue and thoughts. Extroverts get energy from the world around them. My presentations in schools require that I spend all of my energy being an extrovert. Plus, I have to put on my "hardened shell" exterior because the students can be really disrespectful. None of this is energizing to me. I think that i do my job well, and I've become a fair public speaker. But as an introvert, it consumes all of my energy to do this. I need to be one-on-one with someone. That energizes me the most.

Yet another reason to be moving on from this job.

Who's In Your Hell?
Thanks to Amanda for this link!

Parents who bring squalling brats to R-rated movies
Circle I Limbo

The New York Yankees
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind

State of Tennessee Government
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow

Tennessee Department of Transportation
Circle IV Rolling Weights

Republicans
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled

River Styx

George Bush
Circle VI Buried for Eternity

River Phlegyas

Capitalists
Circle VII Burning Sands

Drug Companies
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement

Insurance Companies
Circle IX Frozen in Ice

Design your own hell

I love Zach Braff!!!
Has anyone seen his movie? What did you think? I've not seen it yet.

Garden State - Zach Braff Blog

Silence is Consent

Want to know just how scary the "Religious Right" can be? Read This:Christian Exodus

*shiver*

The doctor called me in some medication yesterday. Xanax and Lexapro. The damn insurance company will not approve the Lexapro without "prior authorization." This crap happens all the time to the people who call our office. I'm no different then they are. Why would they approve the drug that is addictive and not the one that could REALLY help me.

I left work at 1:30 yesterday and went home to sleep. That sleep was destroyed by Cole who could not lie down in his crib after the midnight feeding. The entire rest of the night either Cory or I had to hold him to sleep. This does not allow for good sleep on the part of the parent. I only feel marginally better today. Again I almost fell asleep in the car on the way to work. I couldn't take the Xanax because I don't have the luxury of being able to pass out. I have to take care of my babies. I'm still exhausted.

Cory STILL keeps bringing up the fact that he works at a physical job and some how he works harder than the rest of us (meaning me). At one of our middle-of-the night feedings, he said, "I worked while you sat on your butt at home." I said, "I did not sit on my butt, i was f***ing exhausted!" I don't curse like that often, but it seems like I have to sometimes with him for him to know how I feel.

The exhaustion is setting in now that I am sitting up in my office chair. I hope I can make it through the day.

Co-worker told me again today that she thinks I have depression. We had a long talk about it. I've been to therapy for anxiety/depression before. I chose therapy because I felt like I needed better skills to cope with my life and changes that come in my life.

The way I feel now is very different from that time in my life. I think for the first time, I finally understand the differences in a chemical imbalance and environmental/life skills contribution to depression. There is no doubt in my mind that my life has been turned upside down. However, I've not been able to take it in stride like I normally do. Stacy told me that I've been very negative and that she really noticed it while I was still pregnant.

I just called my doctor and they will be calling me back. I had called a woman from my church last week and believe it or not, she called me back in the middle of this post. God, I'm listening... please give me some answers.

No sleep + sickness = meltdown

I can't do this much longer.

The new blogger toolbar is addictive!!!! oh my goodness I could do this all day!

Being back at work has allowed me to blog more often. I have more time in front of a computer screen. While this is fun and therapeutic for me, it is not a trade off that I enjoy. I would rather be with my boys.

Cory survived daddy daycare yesterday. He IM'd me yesterday afternoon, and I told him that I missed them. I also told him that I was glad he was with them. It is comforting to me that he can and WILL take care of them. He said that he had a blast with them. Mom is back to keeping them today.

I have begun completing the massive amount of paperwork for my new job. I don't remember if I blogged this yet, but my new job is officially titled "Mobile Response Specialist." I will be working for one of the area mental health centers. This mental health center has the contract in this area to be the crisis response for people in mental health crisis (suicidal or homicial). Once trained, I will respond to calls in a 5 county area to assess people for psychiatric hospitalization and pre-cert for insurance, if necessary. Up to this point in my social work career, I have done mainly community social work, working with large groups of people in the mental health community, working for systems changes. Now I can work on supervision hours to be a licsensed clinical social worker. I'll never leave my advocacy roots, but it's time for a change (is that a political slogan?). I am looking forward to something completely different.

My new boss was excited to hear that I wanted to work on the weekend since nobody wants that schedule (I proposed a F, S, S, M schedule). My needs are very different. Cory will have Mondays and every other weekend off, thus significantly reducing costs for child care.

We are being interviewed today by a tv reporter. I guess I'll be on tv. Good thing I noticed this morning that I've lost 5 more pounds. I am now 2 pounds less than my pre-pregnancy weight. However, none of my clothes fit because of my deformed belly. I guess some abdominal exercises are in order, but who has time for that????

Keep Your Mouth Shut

My father-in-law and his wife visited last night. He asked who we were going to vote for. He said he would vote for Bush because he felt like Bush would protect us for the next four years. I also overheard him tell Cory something about Bush being a Christian and that he was a member in "our" religion.

I had to fight to keep my mouth shut. As I have mentioned before, I am the black sheep of my family in my political and social views. I guess everyone feels like since I am the "different" one that they can just bombard me with their views to "convince" me that I am wrong. I don't try to change your mind on your views, so just leave me the ruck alone. That's what I want to say.

I can't say on how many levels that this type of talk scares me. I hope that only 49% of voters feel the same way he does. Even if Kerry gets a majority, I'm sure the Bushies have found a way to fix the election again.

Are we just replaying the 1960's and 1970's? Anyone like analogies?
The 2000 Presidential Election is to Watergate as The Iraq War is to the Vietnam War.

Do any American History teachers feel like they are teaching something completely futile? I know I would feel that way. Aren't we supposed to learn from our mistakes?

I took a 6 week class my Freshman year in college all about the Vietnam War. This period of history was such a turning point for America that it warrants in-depth analysis. That was one of the hardest and best classes I ever had. I just wonder what will be taught about the Iraq War(s) in the years to come. It scares me to think about all of the deception that went on during Vietnam and how that is still happening with this current President.

Feel free to comment! I'll listen to any side of the story.

Phone Call #4

Do Not Read If You Are Squeamish
Could be classified as TMI...

I thought my period was over. I have been bleeding for 11 days now. I talked to the nurse on Friday. She said it was normal. When does this cease being "normal"? I worry about so much, I don't need to worry about this if I don't have to.

Phone call #3 from Cory...

Mr. Mom Update

Cory has already called me twice this morning at work. It's only 9:15 am. Any bets on how many more times he will call me?

Mr. Mom

Cory is keeping the boys today. He had big plans to take them on his errands today. He did night duty last night since I have to work today. I think he might change his mind about all that he wants to do today after they kept him up. We'll see... If you say prayers to any deity, please send some for all 3 of my boys today!

I caught a crud that is going around. I was afraid that I would give it to the boys, but the doctor said they were probably exposed to it the same time I was. Great. I hope they don't get sick.

Warning to men reading this blog!! This next section is about female issues!
Any woman out there who has had a c-section.... how long should I expect my belly to feel numb to the touch? I know those little nerves have to regrow, but I'm just wondering about my continued recovery.

Lemme tell ya, i did not miss having my period for those 9 months of pregnancy. I just finished having my first one post-partum, and it was not fun. I rarely have cramps, but this time I had some bad ones. I wonder how expensive that new birth control pill is. It's the one where you only have 4 periods a year. Sounds good to me. I'll probably have really early menopause because I've been having periods since i was 8 years old.

I apologize for being a "tease." I have been worn out today.

First thing this morning I had to be at an event to help a coworker. I was there until about 2:30 pm. No one was at the office when i arrived. My boss came in shortly after that. I asked if we could talk for a bit and he said yes. I said, "I don't really know how to do this so here." I handed him the letter.
Boss: "So my only question is how are you going to do this financially?"
Me: (it's really none of his business, but i'll play nice) "I am exploring my options."
Boss: "What options do you have?"
Me: "well, there are some positions open that I am looking at"
Boss: "I was just wondering because one of those options called today."
Me: "Are you serious?!"
Boss: "Yeah, Covenant Health called and left a message wanting to verify employment."

Shit.

He took it well. I had intended on giving it to him yesterday but we were so busy helping Stacy with today's event that it just didn't happen. I'm going to have a ton of work to do between now and September 10. I have my school program to start scheduling and other stuff to do. Boss is busy with events and such so he won't be looking at hiring anyone for a few weeks. I think it is a mistake to wait, but hey, I won't be working there anymore.

I just can't believe those stupid HR people called him already. I was wanting them to wait until I gave my notice. Oh well. It all worked out with minimal drama.

If anyone out there living in Knoxville wants my old job, let me know.

I did it. More details later...

We should be getting a cable modem Monday. Internet 24/7 Yay!

Cory will also have the boys by himself all day Monday. Yay!

Toilet Update

Clyde had to leave for a moment. He left the toilet off of the open sewer line. It smells like sewer in the office. I'm going to be sick.

Toilet Update

Stacy informs me that the toilet has been removed from the floor.

Do you think we need less fiber in our diets?

Two Month Doctor Visit

This morning was the two month old well-baby visit to the doctor. Aidan weighs 9 lbs, 7 oz. and Cole weighs 10 lbs., 4 oz. (10-4 Good Buddy! Over) They are still considered about 1 month behind a full term baby, but they are healthy and growing well. The nurse hooked us up with the formula. She said the Carnation rep has to cover the entire state of Tennessee by herself. What a crappy job.

They had to have 4 shots each. Aidan made me cry when he had his. My mom came with us today, and she cried too. She said she didn't cry when her children had their shots. They fell asleep soon after receiving them. The doctor said that they used to have to give 10 shots at the 2 month visit.

Despite the fact that insurance is the biggest racket in the world, I am glad we have it. Today would have cost us $900 without it. With it, I paid $50 in co-pays. I'm glad we had it for their delivery, too, because just the hospital stay was over $14,000.

Aside: Clyde is back with the "drill" for the toilet.

Offer

Forgot to mention that I got the job offer finally. (you probably assumed such since i've written my resignation letter) I was offered $1000 more in yearly salary than I make now. My official hire date will be Sept. 13. I can't decide if I should hand in my letter tomorrow or Monday. Probably the sooner the better. What do you think?

Leave Your Sh!t at Home

Yesterday my coworker tells me that she hasn't pooped in 3 days. She proceeded to have her BM here at work. The women's toilet gets clogged. She tried a plunger, and it didn't work. Our agency is charged by our landlord each time we have to call the maintenance man. The maintenance man's name is Clyde. He drives a big yellow truck.

Clyde came in this morning to try to remove the clog. I saw him walk to the back of the office with a plunger. I saw him walk back out with the plunger. I saw him walk back in with something that looked like a drill. It sounded like one, too. He "drilled" on the toilet for about 20 minutes.

My coworker says: "I must shit cement because he's got a drill back there!"

After the drilling episode, the toilet appears unclogged but with a nice brown ring around the inside.

Then I had to go to the pot. It clogged again. Coworker: "Apparently we aren't allowed to crap at work!"

Just further evidence that we are all full of it.

Wrote my resignation letter at work. heh.

I really don't need your condescending hateful tone today, boss.

First thing this morning all I get is crap from him. I (supposedly) run a program that purchases school clothes and other items for children in need. He did some of the purchases for that program while I was on leave. He told me when I returned on Monday to check the budget before making purchases. I did that on Monday with the office manager.

Yesterday I made some purchases. As I was bringing them into the office, he asks, "What's all that? More Youth Connection stuff?" Me: "Yes. Is something wrong?" (I assumed there was from the hateful tone he had in his voice) Him: "I thought I told you to check the budget before buying anything else." Me: "I checked with Linda." Him: "I did not know that." Me: walked out of the room.

I got MAYBE 2 or 3 hours of sleep last night. I don't need this shit. Let me do my freaking job! If you would let people do their jobs, maybe they would stay at this hell-hole of an agency. Working for a non-profit is hard enough without all of this stupid stuff.

The way he talks to you is intended to make you feel stupid and insignificant. His own insecurities come out in that attitude.

I wish I did not need a good reference from him because I am in the state of mind to tell him off right now.

I think the door to my office will remain closed today.

Day 2 at work.

I had to be here an hour early. Thank God Cory didn't have to work today. He let me sleep. He is a great husband and father.

No motivation after lunch. I REALLY miss my afternoon naps. I REALLY miss my boys.

I've not heard back from the corporate HR people who are supposed to be hiring me for my new job. I really want to hand in my resignation soon, but I'm not going to do it until I have another job. Waiting is killing me.

I'm going to have to find a way to get the boys to sleep longer at night. Even for just an hour longer would help. They only went 4 hours between feedings last night and if this keeps up, they will have to scrape me off of the floor of my office at 3 pm each day.

I tried to feed them a little rice cereal and that didn't seem to make any difference.

Any ideas?

The only good thing about being back at work is the DSL connection on the computer.

I cried the entire drive to work. This is the hardest thing I have ever done in my life.

Uploaded more pictures

Big Business Crimes Against Families

Upon realizing how much baby formula we would be needing, I tried a few negotiations with Big Business. Having a family makes me realize even more how doomed the little guy and the family is in our capitalistic world.

I called Babies R Us hoping to make a deal with the manager. I was willing to purchase all of our formula at their store in exchange for a deal. For example, they sell cases of six containers for about $130. I suggested buy 5 get one free for each case I buy. Right now the boys are EACH drinking about 22-24 ounces of forumla a day. That's about 2 cans of formula a week. That would be a lucrative deal for a manager if you ask me. Her response, "I'm sorry, our prices are set nationally. All of our coupons exclude diapers and formula." I wanted to say, "Yes, stupid, I know about the exclusions, this is why I am asking for a FREAKING BREAK." But I didn't say that. "Ok, thank you, good bye." Defeat.

So then I called the formula company. An even bigger business than the national Babies R Us, Nestle is an international company. Their response: If I send in a copy of the birth certificates, then I'll get two coupons for the full value of a can of formula. Plus they'll send me more coupons in their little monthly flier if I sign up today. Great. Screwed again. It's a racket. Damn Capitalists.

We make just enough to not qualify for WIC. I think someone in the government should consider the hardship of having two (or more) children needing diapers, formula, etc. at the same time. It's not the same as having two children that are spaced out.

It just makes me feel even more defeat and guilt for not being able to breastfeed. I guess since we now have all of these fertility treatments, twins are more commonplace. I guess you have to have a litter and be a freak show (or media draw) to get any assistance. Cynicism or realism? You tell me.

I guess my regular readers (all 2 of you) have missed me. I have been trying to spend some more time with my husband in the evenings since it seems his Playstation playing has fallen off some. I used to spend time on the computer while he was gaming.

So here's the update:
I go back to work on Monday. I'll be resigning my job at that time. I have been offered a job that is more in line with what I want to be doing with my career at this time. I will be doing work with people in mental health crises, which counts as supervised hours towards my social work licsense. I also look forward to having a job where I will be more likely to leave the stress of the job when I go home. Currently, I am unable to do this because I worry about ongoing projects and events. I ruminate about minute details of things that I usually have no control over. With crisis work, you are dealing with the stress of the moment. I am really looking forward to moving on!

My brother in law was diagnosed with diabetes. He called two nights ago wanting Cory to come over and fix him something to eat because he felt sick. I answered the phone and his speech was slurred. I assumed his sugar was low and never realized it could be high and be dangerous. It was 468. From what I've read since then, he was probably on the verge of a coma from ketoacidosis. He just went to a walk in clinic for the initial diagnosis. Since then we've had several family members discuss with him that he needs to see a family doctor or endocrinologist or both. It was pretty scary just talking to him the other night. He seems to be doing better but his sugar is still really high.

I will try to not complain about my mother in law too much. It is too easy for me to make her the bad guy. I will mention this: we went over there Monday night for a visit. She started to put Aidan's bottle in the microwave. NONONONONO! First of all, she assumed he was fussy because it was a little cold. I practically give it to them out of the fridge some times and he doesn't care. Secondly, YOU DON'T PUT THE BOTTLE IN THE MICROWAVE. I mean, that should be a no brainer, right? How long have microwaves been around? How often have you burnt your mouth on something unevenly heated by the microwave? Duh.

Ok, that's it with her.

I'll try to be a little more consistent with blogging. Some days it just gets really hard. I've been going over to my mom's house a lot lately, and my brother hogs the computer sometimes. Often sleep is the priority. I really miss my sleep. And my brain.