glamorous life

it's barely 9am and i'm wearing spit up on my shirt and yogurt on my pants, and there is more yogurt, along with some uncooked oats, on the floor of my cube. what's for breakfast, again?

bad mom

eating rice and oatmeal
Originally uploaded by the littlest raptor

that's gotta be google's top search term. my god, everything i do could send me down that road.

but nope. i have the faith.

i started feeding the monkey again- this time with avocado. that's a recommended first food! good work, mom. Then i moved on to sweet potato. zomg! that's recommended too! then i added carrots- but they were kinda chunky for such a little guy...and then i started feeding him yogurt every chance i got.

some docs say wait til the 1 year mark for the yogurt. suck it, doctors! this is Straus!

that's right, baby's a locavore.

they also recommend starting with bananas. but this sugar-addicted mommy is trying to teach her little man to eat better...and i hear you can train their taste buds with the right program. so no bananas for you, tiny guy!

there's not much local left in the fridge, so for dinner tonight he's eating blueberries and oatmeal. blueberries aren't on any list i've found. take that! i think it's going to be great. because i love blueberries and oatmeal and EVERYONE likes breakfast for dinner.

stupid cell phone!

disposable electronics are ruining Africa and waterways and the whole darned earth.

and my stupid phone has a crap battery which, after 15 months, can't hold a charge for a full day.

what the heck am i supposed to do?

dysfunction runs in my family

especially on dad's side. little sister is here for a visit and already she's been drunk on the plane, requesting vodka for groceries, and telling me she won't leave the house alone. in fact, she's so adamant about that that she got a headache this morning and spent the whole day in bed.

please god help me not get totally bummed out by this BS. please please please help me open the windows, go for walks, and not get sad and angry by her pathos.

post script!

he's FINE. he was just hungry.

gained 8 oz in a week from eating. try it!

as for me- the supplement i'm taking to fatten him up causes "GI issues" and blood sugar problems.

two birds, one visit to the lactation specialist!

happy friday.

dear

you know how i told you baby was scrawny? he's 2% for weight and doctor wants to check his kidneys. that means blood samples and a catheter, because babies don't know how to pee in a cup (maybe i could just take off his diaper and wait?).

i am taking my time with that little guy, feeding him for a long time and being patient. not running off to work or running to the computer or to yoga or really anywhere. just sitting with him and repositioning over and over again. we've fed him cereal and i fed him egg yolk. neither really seemed to make it into his sweet little belly, which is good because i am an idiot and fed the egg to him raw.

we'll find out friday if it's worked, or if the therapist is right and he's sponged up me & daddy's stress. it's in the DSM, "failure to thrive" (no link there because they are terrifying). This guy? no way.

on a side note, but really a parallel one, i need a really good doctor. one who can tell me how to deal with my hunger, my indigestion, my fatigue, my pain. it seems like i haven't dealt with those and have passed my weakness to him. at least he gets plenty of kisses.

dear guy at work

i thought you were cute and i like the fact that you don't dress like you were going for a hike and decided to come to work instead. from our conversation this morning, it seems you are single. and well-traveled, and grounded. and self centered and kind of rude and dang, not that interesting anymore as crush candidates go.

oh well. tomorrow is another day.