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End of December

It’s pretty bad when you can’t even remember your password to write a post. Ahem. That’s all I’m going to say about that.

Nick is now 5. Five. Wow. In a way it seems like he’s been 5 for a while, but in other ways, it can still sneak up on you. If he’s five, then Maggie is 7 1/2. Seven and a half is almost 8. I’m not sure I like where this is heading. I am trying to not worry about the teenage years until they are, you know, teenagers. (So my boy turns 5 and I’m talking about teenagers. I know… I know…)

Nick also is now tonsil and adenoid free. He’s breathing better, sleeping better, eating better and this week I can say for sure it was the right call. Actually as soon as the surgeon described the adenoids I knew it was the right call, but there’s that moment when your child wakes up from anesthesia that makes you wonder why you let these monsters touch your sweet baby, let alone carve part of their bodies out. He’s beyond all that, and was actually a pretty easy going patient. I could tell the day he felt better when he started messing with the cats again.

(P.S. for anyone who is having a tonsillectomy – 10 day recovery period. No lie. Ten days.)

And now we sit on the precipice of a new year – I’m a resolution maker. I am. Although I make resolutions just about every day, so it’s not really anything different for me. In late December, I usually write them down in a note on my phone and some years I look at the last year’s note and go with those. Other years, it’s a whole new list.

Some things I’m going to do this year (not resolutions, more goals):

take up knitting again, successfully this time.

launch a new website, with two redesigns on my current sites

pay off my super-duper new commercial embroidery machine (don’t worry, you’ll be hearing plenty about that soon.)

get back to more personal writing and documenting of our lives.

What about you? Do you make resolutions? Goals? Anything new you want to tackle in 2012?

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adios tonsils

Ummm, where was I?  Oh yes, Nick’s scans are clean.  That was nine days ago.  Since then both kids got hand, foot, and mouth disease (mild cases) and Maggie has had her tonsils out.

All things considered we are hanging in there.

My mom (a retired nurse) has been here helping to nurse Maggie.  And do things like look in Maggie’s throat.  I finally looked in on day three and almost hurled right there on the spot.  It may have been the single grossest thing I have seen in person to this point in my life. I don’t really know if I thought there would be unicorns and rainbows in there three days after surgery, but I was quite alarmed at the reality.  And that is why my mom is the very best – she does things like that for me.

Oh, and watches the kids so I can go to lunch with my girlfriends.

And then looks at me after I get back and says “Why don’t you go take a nap?”

One lucky girl, I am.

Back to the patient, Maggie was the perfect patient according to the nurses and doctors.  We arrived at 6:30am and were home by 11am. The first day she was looped enough to not even care.

Then came day two. Ugh.  Day two.

Pretty rough.  Forcing 32 oz into a five-year-old who refuses to swallow – not the most fun I have had in recent years. But we have gotten through the worst few days and yesterday she downed a full 50 oz. She is on the road to recovery, though, at some point the battle will change from forcing fluids to holding her down when she wants to run and jump and play. And I think that day may be today.

Nine more days without breaking a sweat.  Nine more days of no major activity. Nine more days of no gym class or recess. I might need to look into getting a straight jacket of some sort.