Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Wordless Wednesday (almost)

Papas Rellenas

These were a huge hit at The Hubby's birthday party this past weekend.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Do you feel safe at home?

This past Friday, I had my yearly female check-up. Like most women, I dreaded going to this appointment. Alas, it is something that we all must/should go through at least once a year to make sure that we are healthy.

The appointment started off like the usual. Weight Check (I was a bit annoyed with this for the nurse did it so fast so it wasn’t accurate. I guess I am just extra sensitive since I am trying to lose this extra weight.), Blood pressure (A bit low but no need to be concerned), and the general medical inquiries.

I was caught a bit of off guard when the nurse asked me “Do you feel safe at home?”. I answered the question with a truthful yes. The nurse finished the initial check-up steps. The doctor came in and asked a similar question during his routine questions and proceeded with the physical. As the appointment concluded, I couldn’t shake the fact that they asked that question.

I wasn’t offended by it. That’s not the case at all. I found it a bit scary / depressing. To think it may be the only time or chance that an abused wife may had to get the help that she so desperately needs. I wonder if they (doctors in general) had asked my mom that same question 30 years ago would my life be different now.

Luckily for me, my mom did build up the courage to remove her and us kids from that abusive environment. She also had the courage not to return to my father despite the struggle of living alone. Even when the courts awarded custody to my father, she was always there for us. I never did get a chance to ask her what finally gave her the courage to do so. I’m just glad that she did. I am also glad that my dad wised up and realized what he was losing in all of this and kept his anger in check for the many years afterwards.

So, ask yourself “do you feel safe at home?” If you don’t, please… please… seek help. To the rest of you, do not get annoyed when you are asked randomly by the nurse or doctor that question. It could perhaps save a life one day.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Separation Anxiety… rather the guilt of it.

The Little One has been going through this a lot lately. From what I’ve read and told, it is normal for her to experience separation anxiety during this period of her young life. I understand that… in my mind.

In my mind, I know that she is happy and playing again not even 5 minutes after I walk out that door. However, my heart just breaks to hear her cry when I leave. This morning was especially hard. It’s a gorgeous day out. And, it is going to continue being nice through out the whole day. It’s the kind of day that you want to go outside and play with your kid. When I close my eyes, I can picture us outside. I’m blowing bubbles around the Little One while we are sitting on a blanket at the park. It is already hard to make sure that you are the responsible adult and go to work that day… but add your child’s tears, from you leaving, on top of that? It was almost too much!

I sat there in my car in the daycare parking lot for a few minutes after dropping her off. Those few minutes were filled with this internal debate… should Little One and I play hooky and go to the park? Or go to work? *sighs*

Alas, I decided to go to work. Overall, that was the right choice to make. There will be plenty of days to play with my daughter. Summer is only getting started.

Rest of the day, I’ll just daydream during those brief moments of no work.

No, I didn’t forget about you

Hey Folks!

I know that it has been awhile since I’ve posted something. I’ve been pretty busy both professionally and personally. Other than little bouts of bitching here and there, I must say that I’ve been doing pretty good overall. I don’t like it when the day drags on so keeping busy is good.

Thanks to the MIL, we were able to go to Augusta, GA over Memorial Day weekend. It was the first time that the Little One flew. I must say that she did pretty well considering she had to sit on my lap the whole time. We tried to play and tucker her out during the layovers... however; the layovers were very short so it didn’t seem to help much. We discovered that we enjoyed the biscotti cookies that Delta offered as a snack. (Or, we were just famished because of the weird meal schedule. Not sure.) You should have seen the three of munching on cookies and getting crumbs everywhere. We only received one “stink eye” while we were traveling. It was our last flight on the return home. The Little One was hot (air-condition didn’t work properly) and very tired. So, she did cry a little at the beginning of the flight. She was out cold before the flight took off so her crying time wasn’t long. However, it was long enough for a nearby male passenger to give us “the look”. *sighs* Oh well. He can suck it.

We all enjoyed our time in Georgia. We got to see the MIL’s new house, attend (or rather ran) TT’s baby shower, and Little One won a $25 gift certificate to Toys R Us! How? We went to Famous Dave’s for dinner on our last night down there. It just happened to be kids’ night at the restaurant. Her name was entered into a drawing. *poof* She won! It was probably a good thing too. It wasn’t the best service at the restaurant that evening. MIL made sure that she bought some lottery tickets after leaving the restaurant in hopes that the Little One’s luck rubbed off. We haven’t heard anything so I am thinking it didn’t. Oh well!

This trip gives me hope that Little One will do well on future trips. If the “Employment Fairy” is generous by giving the Hubby a job, we are hoping to go back down to Augusta for Christmas. I’ll have a new nephew to play with by then!

Again, thanks to a friend’s generosity, we are off to Vermont this weekend for a yearly friend get-together. That’s within driving distance so it shouldn’t be any big thing. We are looking forward to seeing everyone!

Wednesday, June 3, 2009