just breathe

I have an optimistic attitude today right now about going back to work. The reasons? Dahlia is napping without me right now. She has been sucking a pacifier which helps me be at ease about Marti being able to have one more trick up her sleeve when she needs calmed. The new bottle is slowly working. Jeremiah is going to stay home on Tuesdays to keep her. I am having a practice drop-off with Marti tomorrow, so I can get my timing down.

I might post again later with all of my worries, but for now I can take a big breath and be thankful for all of our blessings.

Anxiety Attack

Exactly two weeks from today I will do the hardest thing I have ever done. I have never dreaded anything so much. Not even the dentist. Not even CRT testing. Not even the end of summer vacation. I am almost in tears right now. I have to leave my beautiful baby girl and go back to the real world.

Suck it up you say? It isn't that bad?

Well folks, I will tell you, it is. She absolutely despises every bottle we have tried. The count is up to 7 different bottles. I have another bottle on the way via Amazon. Adiri Natural Nurser is our next hope. We try changes in position, the person feeding her, the bottle, the time of day, and every possible combination. I have read on the internet, all of my newsletters, called the lactation consultant, asked friends, family, and I feel like I am going to  blurt out to strangers.

Ugh!!!!

UPDATE: PRAISE BE TO THE ADIRI! SHE DIDN'T LATCH ON BUT SHE DIDN'T SCREAM BLOODY MURDER AT ALL. SHE PLAYED AROUND WITH THE NIPPLE IN HER MOUTH FOR ALMOST 25 MINUTES. ATE OVER AN OUNCE. WE ARE GOING TO KEEP PRACTICING AND TRY THE NIPPLES THAT MISTY SUGGESTED ALSO.
  HUGS,
MOMMY B

Lather Rinse Repeat

Becoming a mommy takes a little getting used to for everyone involved. Luckily, my husband is super understanding. Here is the perfect example. I hope you get as tickled by this as I did. I thought about this conversation repeatedly yesterday and I was laughing out loud every time. Jeremiah said that he was too, and that a girl on the sidewalk outside of Coriander even looked at him funny because she caught him chuckling about it to himself.

So, a few days ago Jeremiah informed me that he was out of body wash. Usually I would have already known this since I would see the bottle in the shower, but lately I have been using the little bathroom because Dahlia likes to sit in her bouncy in the steam. Our bathroom doesn't get steamy, so I made the move.

Anyway, three days later I was making my shopping list, so I call Jeremiah at the restaurant to see if he needs anything. He says no, but read me your list and maybe I will think of something. When I come to body wash he says, "YES!" I then asked him if he was completely out. He proceeds to tell me that he has been completely out since he told me he needed it, but that he has just been using shampoo. SHAMPOO!! This might make sense for a hairier man, but Jeremiah is not hairy.

I start cracking up. Then, he tells me that he uses six pumps on his upper body and six on his lower. It just doesn't lather very well. HAHAHAHA!!! Twelve pumps a day?!

Then he calculates how much shampoo he has used since he first told me. 36 pumps of shampoo on his body, plus the three he used on his head. That's 39 pumps. He rounds it to 40. And at this point my neck itches and I am actually crying from laughing so hard. "Better add shampoo to the list" he says.

Hugs,
Brandi

"Fish in the Sea" or "Too Many Metaphors"

Once upon a time there was a girl who had A LOT going on. Not "goin' on" as in "he's got it goin' on." What I mean to say is that she had a lot of irons in the fire. None of it was her fault, or anything she could control. They say into every life a little rain must fall. She had her share of rain. She also had rainbows. Luckily she also had some pretty great pals to throw on their galoshes and start bailing her out. But, enough about the weather. 

Surprise, the girl is me. I was just thinking about all of the help my super friends have thrown my way this last year. I have a couple of good buddies in mind in particular. These guys are the kind of friends who tile your kitchen while you are with your family in crisis. These are the guys who check on your dog, help your hubby work on the truck, and pretty much do whatever you need them too without complaint or you even asking them to sometimes. 

All the good ones are not taken. They just spend all of their free time helping me:) Plenty of fish in the sea, ladies. And I have them on speed dial. 

Figurative Language Counter: 8 ( I think , lol)

*Names omitted to protect the innocent

Hugs,
Brandi

Retail Braggadocio

I have been couponing. If you are Jeremiah, Mama, Casey, or Katie, you can prolly stop here. My superior social skills tell me that you are already WAY over hearing about my deals and WAY WAY over me trying to convince you to hop on my crazy train. 

The point I will be making is that I love it and you should too. No really, hear me out. Please don't stop reading. Would you be interested in 5 tubes of free Crest toothpaste? How about 3 packages of Ronzoni spaghetti for nada? Um, hows abouts two mascaras for 48 measly cents? Free floss? Don't mind if I do. Free fabric softener? I'll have three. How about 750 loads of laundry detergent for $7.88? Sign me up!!! And for you lovers of "the whip", I got three for 50 cents each. Booyah!

These are only a few of my OUTRAGEOUS deals. I just needed to put it out there. And I wanted to use the word braggadocio. Mission accomplished.

Hugs, 

Brandi