Thursday, May 01, 2008

You Are 52% Massachusetts

You’re likely a Massachusetts transplant. Big rotaries still scare you, and you probably live outside of 495.

Tomorrow I’m going to try to make this recipe in the Crock Pot. Beau’s making a grocery run in with other errands, so I asked him to buy the Garam Masala spices and yogurt.

“Who’s yogurt?” he asked.

Oh, yeah. He can’t eat that. Dairy allergies/intolerance are a pain when trying to cook, people! And I’m not using a soy equivalent - I loathe all things soy. Gack.

“Um, I’ll leave that out of your portion,” I told him. So now I have to figure out how to keep his portion warm separately from my portion.

I’ll serve it with basmati rice and some other veg. Peas, maybe.

Got home last night to a fussy Jesse who was running a slight fever, cranky, and drooling like crazy. He was not interested in dinner, although he ate a little bit. I couldn’t take the whining anymore, so I plucked him out of the high chair. He was hot. So we dosed him with Tylenol and I took him upstairs to put him to bed early. I bought some instant read thermometers that you stick under the armpit and can leave attached for up to 48 hours. His temp was normal, but he definitely felt warmer than he normally does.

Merry arrived and we went to small group - he slept soundly that whole time, but started to wimper when we got home. So before I drove Merry home, I went to check on him - found him a little warm and fussy and drooling. Gave him another dose of Tylenol, rubbed his gums with Orajel (I could feel the teeth - they’re ready to break through, poor little guy), snuggled him for a minute, then put him back to bed. I drove Merry home.

Got back and was in bed by 10:45pm. Woke up at about 1:20am to Jesse crying. He was warm, but I couldn’t read the thermometer in the dark and I didn’t want to turn on lights. I gave him Tylenol anyway for the pain and snuggled him for about 15-20 minutes. I would have rocked him longer, but our glider isn’t the most comfortable and it’s also on the small side - I have to keep my toes/legs flexed to keep Jesse from sliding off of my lap. So I thought I’d try taking him to bed with me, but he didn’t like that one bit.

Aside: It’s funny because we didn’t want to have a kid who depended on our bed for comfort, but he now derives no comfort from our bed at all. It kind of makes me sad a little bit, but I also know that can change as he gets older. But for now, he will only sleep in his own bed.

So I took him back to snuggle in the glider for a little longer to quiet him back down. And then I put him back in the crib where he promptly curled up and went back to sleep.

He woke up chipper and cool this morning right as I was leaving for work. He didn’t want to give up the pacifier, so I didn’t get a chance to feel his gums for new teeth. But I’m hoping to arrive home to find that he’s got little white bumps in his gums because that means the worst is over (until the next tooth decides to come out).

I woke up at 5am, amazed that Annie hadn’t barked yet. And then she barked and my new day was started. I think I got maybe 4.5-5 hours of sleep. My eyes are burning and I’m super tired. Coffee hasn’t helped. I may leave early today, although maybe not because I have a lot to do to prepare for my normal two days of working at home.

*yawn and sigh*