Jeff's in Ohio with my Baby

So Jeff and Larry set off around 3:30 yesterday morning. I had secretly hoped that they would leave a day later. But I dutifully packed Larry up being sure to include all possible necessities such as his tylenol and motrin and of course his night time pooh-bear. Jeffrey called around 7:30 yesterday morning having a hellacious time. Larry had woken up around 5:00 am with the sun in his eyes and did not want to go back to sleep. They had to make many stops to play but when they went to get on the road again, Larry really did not want to get back into his carseat. Poor kid. At least when we come home there will be two of us. I am proud of Jeff for taking him (although I did try to give him everypossible out...) However, I kind of feel like this is payback for all of those times he left me on vicarage to go on a men's retreat or conference or youth camping trip. ;-) Oh, well, ever since they got there things seem to be going well. I called this afternoon and they were headed out to go swimming.

Poopy Transmission

I know it has been a few days since my last post, but I am much more tired and nauseated this preganancy than in the past. The tired, I know that has to do with having a one year old, the morning sick, I don't know why. Anyway, things are still going ok. I am trying to get a lot of work done. If only to keep the bosses happy. I went to dr. on Monday, and they didn't even do a pregnancy test. They only have my word that I'm pregnant. They gave me the paper work for the lab-work which I got done yesterday. Anywho, it made me want to go get a couple more tests just to be sure. :-) Like 4 tests weren't enough.
Jeffrey is leaving Monday for Ohio. His sister Charlotte has had to re-schedule his surgery so with her up and about, he is feeling confident that he can take Larry with him. Wow.

1) it is a BIG deal for me to entrust the care of my son to anyone, even if it is his father.
2) They have an 8 hour drive between here and there (I gave Jeffrey a quiz to see how he would react to certain situations and he passed)
3) But I am so tired and nauseated that it might be nice to "play single" for a few days while their gone.

We'll see how this goes, but either way, tomorrow is Larry's last day of daycare. :-( I have really come to love his caregivers and the reliability of daycare. I know that they are not going to have relatives come and rob the place looking for drug money, or pop Larry in the car for a trip to Wal-Mart, which you might have to worry about with home daycares. We'll see how things go.

So about the transmission. When in really lower gears, I thought I felt the transmission slipping. $150 of diagnostic fee later, nothing. Oh, well, at least we feel safer about taking it to Ohio.

Poopy window

Well, I am definitely more nauseated this time. It's funny how Jeff and I aren't telling anyone...only we're telling everyone. I definitely had a hard time leaving Larry this morning. He had a rough night, I think a tooth might be on the way. He wanted a bottle every couple of hours. So I let him sleep in while I got ready. Then I got him up and whisked him away to daycare. Not good for mommy. I need more morning snuggles from my baby. Jeffrey is still acting pastor while ours in away tromping through the woods.
I actually made dinner last night when I really wanted to call and have Jeff bring home Chinese food. I made open-faced sloppy joes on toast with mashed potatoes (out of the box-of course) and green beans. Not bad, and we didn't have to spend money.
We had to replace the mechanism on my back window. It seems that the molding that had come loose was causing us to have to repeatedly slam the door in order to get it shut. And that somehow finally broke the rolly-downy mechanism. I can still hear my Mom and Jacky's voice in my ear about how they always buy vehicles with manual cranks for the windows. But I have to say that in 5 years this is the first bad luck with a window that I have had. And I love to be able to roll down all the windows from my seat. Especially with a little guy who gets hot in the back seat. Oh, well. That $200 had to go somewhere I guess.
"If it's not one thing...it's your mother."

I was psycho-analyzing my mom the other day when I realized that maybe I was doing the very thing that she does. For example, my mom, when feeling guilty always assumes that the other party was mad at her for some reason. So in other words, she is projecting her guilt onto them, when in fact, the other party has no idea of what my mom has any reason to feel guilty about. Now me, I'm working for too many darn labs. One of which I am not really supposed to be working for anymore. I have been feeling guilty and pressured by one of my bosses thinking that she does not like me, she thinks my half a salary that she is paying me is a waste of money etc....But in fact, she's probably very busy with her own problems. So here I am demonizing her, making her the bad guy when it's just me projecting my guilt onto her. When I realized this, my meeting with her went much better yesterday. I did not read anything into her comments on my research...
The power of realizing how misguided our thoughts can be. Must be a bad coping skill.
Anywho, I'm still feeling good. Just a little nauseated sometimes and tired.