Thursday, December 29, 2011


Another cold.

Another infant with another cold. Another cold courtesy of Maya, who picked one up at school and gave it to her little sister. Another cold.

Another runny nose.

Another cough.

Another sinus infection.

Another ear infection.

Six weeks, three colds, four trips to the doctor, four rounds of antibiotics, four rounds of probitics at $20 a pop, one new humidifier, one pricey electric snot-sucker.

Six weeks of barely sleeping out of worry for the baby, because she's so congested she might stop breathing.

Another cold. Fuck this. I'm pulling Maya out of preschool. And dance class. And life.


  1. impossibly frustrating when the sick just doesn't stop, isn't it?

  2. And a partridge in a pear tree.

  3. I'm a homeschool advocate, you know. Just sayin'.

  4. Actually, so are we, Janice. That is, if I had enough motivation and discipline to actually do it. But we thought, at least for preschool, we'd send Maya to an actual school, so that she could get the stimulation she's lacking at home. (I'm such a homebody it's ridiculous.) And we knew she'd be exposed to a lot of colds and stuff, but this is ridiculous. And not fair to the little baby. Maybe next year, when the little one is bigger and stronger. Maybe not. I don't know.

  5. I have to tell you something!

    There's a new show on TLC called Extreme Cheapskates, and one of the moms on there---I'm so sorry, because I know it's awful---she refused to "waste money" on buying toilet paper! SO THEY USE CLOTH TOILET PAPER!

    She cuts up fabric scraps, and old wash cloths and towels and such. She has a shelf where the TP should be a waste basket underneath for the "used" cloths to go in, then she throws them in the washing machine every so often.

    The first thing that went through my mind was "Oh my GOD! Jo would freakin' DIE!" I mean, can you imagine? The smell, oh the smell! I think I'm freaking out myself.

    I'm sorry, but I had to tell you that. I knew no one could appreciate the hideousness of that more than you.

  6. hahaha OMG Janice I love you so much, and I NEED to know you in real life. :D

    I have heard of people using cloth wipes--I think they call it "family wipes"--and it raises my gorge so much I can't even.

    Cloth diapers are bad enough. I'M SORRY if you use cloth diapers, but seriously, ALL THAT POOP IN MY WASHER?? And poop sticks around, you know? E. Coli sticks to washers. Baby poop is bad enough.

    But "family wipes"?? Adult poop-shoot scrubbers? THANK YOU BUT NO. It is so bad.

    And how much money could they actually save? Toilet paper does not exactly break the bank. People should be allowed to use as much TP as they want, whenever they want. Godsakes man.

  7. Family wipes? FAMILY WIPES?!

    I need to go back to bed.

    BTW, Jo, I sort of think of you as my alter-ego, because I have always wanted to live in the Pacific Northwest. Like I've said before, it's always comforting to know I'm not the only neurotic in the world. Misery loves company, I guess.

  8. Oh shit I am so sorry you have to go through this. I hate this time of year and the rounds of colds the little ones go through! Have a drink. Happy New Year

  9. Happy New Year Jo! Wash your hands!

  10. Thanks guys. Cheers, and Happy New Year! :) *runs off to wash hands*