Monday, July 31, 2006

4 Month Statistics

Well, we took her back to the doctor for her shots and found out that she weighs 14 lbs, 5 oz and is 25" long. Which means she dropped back into the 75% for her age, which the doc seemed fine with. I guess it would have been bad if she dropped below 75%. She took her shots like a trooper, but had a worse reaction to this set than the last ones. The crankiness was so bad that I brought her home early from daycare the next day. Then she seemed to be herself for Thursday and Friday. We headed home Friday night in high spirits, looking forward to our weekend. But it seems as though events continue to conspire against us, with all three of us coming down with the worst viral infection I have ever seen. Julia has recovered fully, except for the cough and the runny nose, I am on the mend with a cough, runny nose, and extreme fatigue, but Dan has been laid low by vomiting and diarrhea. It is not pretty. Seems like all of the little kids in the Treefrog classroom shared the same virus though, so at least we are not alone in our misery.
Scratch that, we are kind of alone in our misery. It is great to be able to call my mom at 4am our time and get advice from her, but it is not the same as dropping by with Julia for Auntie Em to play with while I take a nap. And I could have used my dad's help in bringing the garbage can around to the street. I think that this episode has just further confirmed to us that we want to move back closer to family asap. I only have another year left for the traineeship payback and then we will be out of here. It has been a nice vacation, but at some point you want to go home.
The one saving grace in all of these bad weekends has been Julia. It has been so great to take some time and play with her, try to get her to laugh, etc. It just makes you forget about all of the rest of the stuff you have to deal with when trying to work and parent at the same time. I start to feel like I am doing neither one well, but then she wants to snuggle with me when she doesn't feel good and I feel like the best mom in the world. Dan took some funny pictures of her last weekend...



Sunday, July 16, 2006

Lather for 15 Minutes

I do not recommend starting work after maternity leave and discovering that your cat has fleas in the same week. It makes for a lot of laundry, an angry set of parents, a very wet and upset cat, and a little girl who didn't get much attention last weekend. My first full week back to work was made extremely stressful by said fleas. It didn't help that we didn't discover the fleas until about 5pm on Saturday...too late to get some flea medicine from a vet. Instead Dan went to the local pet store and came back with some shampoo, a food additive, and a sheet of information. The shampoo would "sorta work" according to the clerk; she swore by the food additive, saying that in three weeks our cat would taste really bad to the fleas and they would leave her alone. Which is great, but we needed to get rid of the fleas immediately. I hate bugs. Especially the kind that can bite me and cause horrible allergic reactions. Like fleas.
So we dutifully shampooed the cat. Twice. The directions said that the cat must be lathered for 5 to 15 minutes in order to kill the fleas. So we thought it had been five minutes....Sierra certainly thought it had been because she tore up my arm trying to get out of the tub. There were no fleas in the water so we thought maybe the infestation was not so bad. We started to towel her off and noticed that the fleas were still crawling through her fur. So we clipped her claws and Dan got suited up for cat holding duties. This involved wearing some ski gloves and gaiters to cover his arms. We then rebathed the cat and spent another 30 minutes pulling fleas off of her and drowning them. The poor cat looked so miserable and I started to cry about the whole thing. We then had to clean up the bathroom and find some sheets so that we could go to sleep that night. Earlier we had hauled every piece of soft furnishing into the basement to be washed in hot water. Twice. All this while the baby girl slept on the other side of the bathroom wall. It is a miracle that she didn't wake up.
We finally got some flea medicine the next day, after doing a lot of reading about how if you want to get rid of fleas you have to use some medicine because while the food additive is nice, it is not going to eradicate the fleas. Apparently the little devils have been laying eggs all around the house, wherever Sierra likes to spend some time. So we have to treat the house too in order to get rid of the fleas. And oh by the way, anything you do will take at least 3 to 6 weeks to work given the life cycle of the flea. Great. More laundry.
So now, after vacuuming the apartment three times, throwing away the bag each time, debating the merits of flea spray versus flea powder, talking to two vet assistants about how to best rid ourselves of fleas, calling the poison control center about the hazards of flea powder in the carpet, more reading of webpages about the life cycle of the flea and all the horrible diseases they carry, searching Julia from head to toe looking for bites (two found so far), 50 bites covering my legs and stomach, getting Benadryl cream in the middle of the night to keep the bites from driving me crazy, and keeping the cat in semi-quarantine in the bathroom, we still have fleas. I didn't get any new bites today, but I will most likely have at least one more before I wake up in the morning. Oh, and we have lots of laundry to do.

Things that did go well in the last two weeks:
1) Julia's adaptation to daycare...on Friday she took 11.5 oz from 4 bottles during the day!
2) My biking to and from work from the Hutch...only takes 20 minutes and it makes me feel really good.
3) Visited with Dan's Aunt Barbara and Uncle Don from DC and had a nice time with them.
4) Got rid of the "mushy brain" feeling after three days at work and actually did an experiment.
5) Dan's paper was accepted into Science
6) Finished a sweater for Julia and promptly started another as well as a lace scarf for my mom.
7) Julia remaining a pretty good sport as she suffers through her first cold.

Things that did not go so well:
1) the fleas
2) biking through creosote smoke to get to work after a huge dock fire on Lake Union
3) Julia getting a very stuffy nose and bad sounding cough that is either a cold or a nascent ear infection.
4) the fleas and the immense load of laundry they create...we had to throw away our two best feather pillows.


Anyway, here's to a better week ahead (birthday and massage on Sunday!!!) and fewer fleas.

Friday, July 14, 2006

More Pictures..words to come later


Does she look good in purple or what?



Mmmm...a thumb and a Charley horse!



Yeah, I can grab things!



Just hanging out on the 4th of July



Waiting for the BBQ to begin after the soccer game