I am lucky that my parents love little HJ to bits and were very excited when I asked them to watch him over night on Saturday! Meaning, I got to have a night out.
Two of my good college friends, Danielle and Allison, wanted to hit up the old college stomping grounds. They arrived on Saturday, and wasted no time at heading to the OP for some bread sticks. A college dietary staple.
After that, we went down to Main Street. The search was on for a wedding veil for Danielle. Unfortunately, the wedding store is quite small and was completely taken over with high school girls pushing and shoving us around for prom dresses. And HJ almost knocked over a display. Coffee was needed.
We then went to a cute little coffee shop on the corner of first and main. We took over a couch area, and HJ loved sitting by the window and waving to everyone and everything. It was nice to get caught up and also having them get to know my sweet guy (they had not seen him in quite some time!).
Then, it was time to say goodbye to HJ and get ready for our night. Of course, I was sad and felt guilty. But a Raspberry Mojito at Montage made me feel almost back to normal. We had an awesome dinner and amazing desert (chocolate souffle!!!!), and then decided to hit up Toad’s for the next round of beverages. This is where we learned we are clearly getting old. Danielle brought up the fact that she would be totally cool with just heading back to my house to hang out. So we finished up our drinks and went home at 10:30 to just lounge around and talk.
Not quite a wild and crazy night out…
But, sometimes catching up is better when you can relax on the couch in sweatpants
And of course, we went to Waffle Stop in the morning to get coffee…and the best cinnamon roll I have ever had. Seriously.
I decided last night that I am done being sick this winter. HJ and I had a long discussion about germs, hand washing, no kissing kids at daycare and no eating things off the floor. We both agreed it would be best to remain healthy the rest of the year.
After a lovely 24 hour flu bug, I am feeling better, not 100%, but on the way. I also was put on numerous meds and HJ is still on his neb treatments….my house is looking like a pharmacy and I am sure my insurance deductible will be paid off in no time this year. BUT I am refusing to get sick anymore and HJ was cool with that too, so cheers to a healthy 2011!!
I was lucky enough that “Nana” came to our rescue on Tuesday and was able to get HJ out the door. Later in the day she brought me soup and Gatorade and even stayed until HJ was tucked into bed. She came back yesterday to pick the little man up from daycare, but I was feeling much better and spent the evening laying on the floor while HJ ran laps around me. Literally.
And, I have to be completely better for this weekend. Two of my favorite people are coming to visit me and I have not seen them in a long time! We are looking forward to a girls night out on main street in Cedar Falls, and I have to be in tip-top shape for that
I have lived in Cedar Falls for a while now, and realize I pay a ridiculous amount for rent. I pay more in rent then I could be spending on a mortgage. Therefore, I am officially house hunting.
The first thing I noticed is I have expensive taste. Champagne taste on a beer budget, ugh. The other thing is, the housing market in CF is one of the few places in the county where it has not been affected by the recession…meaning there aren’t great deals.
My realtor/2nd cousin took me out the other weekend. We went to places like http://www.wcfbor.com/listing/169724-1813-belle-avenue-cedar-falls-ia-50613/ and http://www.wcfbor.com/listing/169419-2623-orchard-dr-cedar-falls-ia-50613/ and http://www.wcfbor.com/listing/170455-512-w-5th-street-cedar-falls-ia-50613/ and a few others. The first one was really cute and old. And too expensive…and it is now sold. The second one was a nice new condo, but had no storage and I would have to go outside the building to let the dog out (not convenient). The third one was redone really nice, but had no yard or garage.
My lease is up at the end of June, and I know I could extend it, but I would love to find a cute little place in a nice neighborhood. In my price range. That’s not too much to ask, is it?
About a month before HJ’s first birthday, I decided I really wanted him to learn to point to his nose. He had belly button down, and I thought it was time to move on. For weeks I would point to my nose, his nose, the dog’s nose. Every meal I would point over and over and say “nose, nose…”. And he pretty much ignored me. This went on for about a month. Then one day my mom said she had been working on it with him, and he that when she said “point to your eyes” he pointed to his eyes so hard, that he poked himself in the eye! This was news to me, I could only get HJ to point to his belly button! I finally brought it up to his daycare, Miss K. I explained to her how I had been working so hard, but little HJ just couldn’t get it.
Miss K gave me a strange look and started laughing. She then proceeded to tell me that HJ eagerly participates in the entire Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes song. She started singing and HJ looked at me with a silly expression and started laughing. Sure enough, not only could he point to his nose, but also his eyes, ears and mouth. HJ was definitely tricking me at home.
It turns out HJ and I are still not back to normal. I now have a cold, ugh.
And my poor baby boy has bronchitis :(. The doctor prescribed a nebulizer. Not fun. Have you ever tried getting a wiggly little 15 month old to sit still for 10 minutes at a time for a medical treatment? Not an easy task. The nebulizer is a machine that you put the antibiotic in and then it is turned into vapor and blows into the face/mouth of the wiggly 15 month old. So I have to hold him and the machine, while air puffs into his face. Not only that, but the antibiotic causes a crazy level of hyperness. HJ literally bounces after the treatment.
Every 4 hours the treatment is needed. Every 4 hours I have to pin my little baby into my lap and have air blown into his face for 10 minutes, while he wiggles, screams, kicks and throws punches. For the next 10 days.
HJ and I have been very lucky so far. Since he has been born, we have only had a few colds to struggle through. Kids at daycare would be sick for days and I would think for sure we were next on the list, but HJ never feel victim. I know breastfeeding helped with that, and I was worried when we stopped that he would get sick.
Then came Friday. I woke up thinking something was not right. Every muscle hurt, my throat was on fire, I could hardly get enough strength to get HJ out of his crib. I struggled, but managed to get him to daycare and myself to work (yes, dumb, I know). After a few hours I realized it was not getting better, just worse. I went right to the doctor. Strep Throat. UGH. They gave me the 2 for 1 special and I was able to get medicine for both HJ and myself. I went home and passed out for a few hours. When I got up, I did what every adult does. I called my mom.
Luckily, she came to the rescue and helped nurse us back to health. HJ still has a fever, but is home with nana today, while I am feeling 85% better and not at home.
Hopefully we will both be back to our old selves in another day or two!