Newsday...

Today started nice and early for me.  I was woken up at 5:30 by Aiden and he would not go back to sleep.  I stayed in bed with the lights off any way and hoped he would go back to sleep.  Then Michael came strolling in at 6, awake as he could be.  I let him get in bed with us, and I drifted in and out of sleep while Michael entertained Aiden for maybe thirty min.  Then since both of them didn't go back to sleep, I decided to go ahead and get up and take a shower.  I put Aiden in the bouncer while Michael went in and out of the bathroom asking me for food, and if he could get in the shower.  I told him that he had to wait until I was finished.  So he got himself a blue bar (choc. chip granola bar) and talked to Aiden while I showered.  He enjoys taking a bath with baby brother so after I finished I undressed Aiden and they took a bath together.  I left him in there while I dressed Aiden and then he obediently got out.  We then came in the living room and I turned on the electronic babysitter and plopped down on the futon.  By 8 Aiden was ready to eat and go back to sleep.  When I put him down I came back and laid down.  My eyes just felt like they wouldn't stay open.  Michael kept jumping on me asking me for food. Really, he said "Can I have some food please?"  I pulled myself up and fixed him a small bowl of frosted squares.  I would have made him a bigger bowl had I known he would eat every single bit of it, and drink the rest of the milk.  I offered him some more, but he said he was done.  An hour later he was asking me for some more food.  I told him he had his chance for breakfast, and he would have to wait until lunch.  He didn't like that but he got over it quickly and moved on.  My appiontment was at 11:15, so my dad came over at 10:30 to watch the boys.  I left here at 11 and went to the doctor.

I will tell you what, I had a list of things I wanted to make sure to ask the doctor about and get cleared up or fixed or worked on.  It went something like this:  Blood tests: Thyroid levels, and arthritis panel, along with whatever else they do at a routine physical.  They ended up taking a full 5 vials of blood. Even the girl who was taking my blood said, :wow, they are running a lot of tests."  I would rather be tested than find out the hard way things that can be fixed now.  Anyhoo, then I wrote down to talk to him about my sleep problems and jaw problems.  I got a referral to a sleep doctor for a sleep study and I can't really do anything about my jaw until I wean Aiden because it requires medication that might not even help that much any way.  Don't really know what to do about that anyway except keep looking for a second opinion. Or third, or whatever.  I have an appointment with the thyroid doctor on October the 28th. Anyway, we just basically get to wait for the lab results.  Other than possibly those I am healthy.  Just pray about what I am going to do about my jaw.  It is painful every day, almost every time I eat.  

When I look at all these medical bills and think about all of the future charges that we are going to incur it gives me this overwhelmed and sad feeling.  I know that these things happen and it's impossible to stop them, and they have to be taken care of, but it just plain sucks that it costs so much to stay healthy.  I guess we will just try to get everything done before our deductible starts over in March.  Then the expensive stuff will be impossible to get done.

We have hit another bump in the road about the termination of rights and adoption for Michael.  The process server couldn't find James, and he refuses to give me his address as of a few months ago, so we basically just have to find him and serve him or we can't proceed.  The lawyer said after I give it a little more effort on my part to find out an address, he will talk to the judge about what he or she will require in the way of notification to satisfy the court that he was given a chance to appeal.  We don't want to give him any loophole at all to wiggle through and screw all of it up.  Just pray that all of that will work out. Pray that James will give me an address if I end up asking for it.  We don't have the funds to hire a private detective, so it really is in our court.  maybe Peter could take a out of market job in Vegas and pull double duty. hmmm. just a crazy thought.

Back to a lighter note. My house is a wreck.  And yes, that is a lighter note because I don't really care.  I'll clean when I get a burst of energy.  Usually right before I go pump.  I do a quick speed clean and then sit down and pump before falling over exhausted.  In the morning it looks the same as it did before I cleaned any way because of tornado Michael.  Not much one can do so why stress??  I choose not to.  I got some more birthday money in the mail today so I treated me and Michael to little Ceasar's pizza for dinner.  It's funny how when Peter isn't here there are no sodas in the house. I end up drinking more water, which is good, but I think I get a caffeine headache if I don't at least have a couple of sips of some soda.  Too much makes me sick any way.  By the way, I am out of lemonade now, come back and make some more.  You know I am no good at it. And I want some taco meat.  Come back and cook for me.  Poor Peter doesn't even have a kitchen to cook in down there.  I bet he misses that.  i love you babe.

Michael fell asleep so very very quickly.  As soon as I read him one story, we turned off the lights and I left the room with Aiden.  He was out before I even started nursing Aiden.  Serves him right for waking up at 6.  Hopefully he will sleep till at least 7.  I can handle 7.

School tomorrow, which means it will be Thursday before I know it.  yeah!!

Michael and Aiden just love playing with each other.  Correction:  Aiden LOVES watching Michael play.  Even when he throws something at his head.  It was soft, and Michael realized immediately after what he had done and started crying.  It was so sad and funny I had to keep from laughing.  Aiden acted as though he didn't even feel it.  He actually gets upset if Michael doesn't pay attention to him or play around him.  Michael can get him to laugh faster than anyone I have seen.  Silly faces and silly words, jumping and falling down, even knocking him over makes him laugh.

Pictures: Put Aiden in the bathroom to watch Michael take a bath.  Entertaining.  Tornado Michael and Aiden enjoying Michael.  Oh, and Michael dressed himself after the bath.