I AM DYING LAUGHING! DO you know how hard it was for me to unscrew the license plate off my car the last time I had to do it? I think your DD needs a summer internship at NASA or a shipyard or something.
Did you ever read Amelia Bedelia (sp?) books when you were little and think, "She must be nuts!" I'll bet every single one of you has read the books since you've had your kids and thought, "Well, of course she did those things! How could she NOT dress the chicken and dust the living room? What kind of fools would leave a list like that, anyway?"
Looks like we've got a bunch of related kids. Koolaidmom's and C&G's Mama, I have already determined our sons are twins separated at birth.
Grace, when my son was born, I could hear him screaming the entire time the nurses had him doing tests. I said, "That's my kid. Bring him in here!" and the older nurses just kept laughing it off. "You need to rest! We'll give him some sugar water!". How on earth could I rest with my kid howling so loud all I could hear was him? I finally got a younger nurse to go get him. I had to beg. I think I cried. Anyway, I got him and put him on top of me and he fell right asleep. I didn't let them take him out of the room again. When they picked him up, he screamed bloody murder.
Interestingly enough, he was such a colicky baby. He cried a lot. I thought he was deaf when he was about 1 because he wouldn't turn to look at anyone. Until my son was 3, I kept asking the doctor to test him to see why he was so different than his sister. He was very upset all the time and was almost totally non-verbal. She said he would catch up. Lots of people thought he was deaf, but I figured out he could hear a bug in the other room if he wanted to. I had to fight to get him tested for special ed pre-K where they asked me why my pediatrician didn't see this in the first place.
His only comfort was being parked in his carseat under a ceiling fan. That was tough because we didn't have one in our house. Imagine then, that every time we went anywhere with a ceiling fan, DS would scream until I let him sit underneath it. It all started with the fans. Shouldn't someone have seen that?
He hated rocking chairs and bouncy seats. We had to sit with him in a death grip in our arms and bounce as hard as we could on a big exercise ball to get him to calm down or go to sleep. I though I was going to give him shaken baby syndrome. My husband and I spent hours on the ball bouncing that kid, for about two years. He went through spells where he cried nonstop for several days in a row every month or so. I took him to the doctor and nothing was wrong with him. That lasted until he was about 5. It was so bad, we would basically be housebound. It was torture for everyone.
Clothes are still an issue. He spent many years naked at home. He just couldn't handle clothing. It's been better since we moved to a colder place, as the hot weather is just a killer for him. He still gets blistering heat rash anytime it's over 80. He's nothing but red spots all over his arms and legs when it's hot. Some get infected and it looks like he has severe acne, but it disappears completely when it gets cool enough. If anyone knows anything about this, let me know.
I'm so glad you guys are on here. Without you I'd feel like I was some kind of space alien walking around amongst the humans.
Just made pumpkin muffins. I have somehow gone from having a totally relaxed Christmas week with nothing but work at the
Disney Store for a few hours, to now having the following:
1)Work 4 hours tonight, 8 hours Sunday, 7 hours Monday, 5 hours Wednesday
2)Dinner party at my house for 8 on Tuesday
3)Feed husband's bosses dog Monday and Tuesday (twice per day!)
4)Take care of horses and farm at our rental property 1/2 hour away the 22, 24th and 28th (total of about 3 hours work/drive time in mud/snow)
5)Dinner party for 8 Wednesday
6)Christmas at my house for my mom and sister's family. Nobody offered to bring anything. I didn't even actually invite anyone. They just "assumed" I was hosting Christmas.
Me, frazzled? Why?