Me now. send help. New self-THERAPY TIKTOK to get myself through homeschool life and this newly 7 yr old.
R (to Maisie, who has never had a cinnamon roll before): “Would you like a cinnamon roll with your breakfast?”
Maisie: “No thank you, just eggs and toast, please. I don’t like cinnamon rolls”
(I roll my eyes, she’s never had one, how could she possibly know?! TODDLERS.)
Me (to R): “Put a cinnamon roll on her plate- and some fruit, too”
Later, I noticed the cinnamon roll had been eaten first- completely gone- and half the fruit, gone- eggs virtually untouched.
Me (to Maisie): “How was that cinnamon roll, looks all gone to me”
Maisie gives me 2 thumbs up.
Me: “So, if someone offers you a cinnamon roll in the future, what will you say?”
Maisie: “Yes, PLEASE”
Incidentally, I hate cinnamon rolls. Jeff (who is here visiting for holidays) loves them and brought them here. This is why Maisie has never eaten one before.
Holy moly! That ‘little bug’ the child brought home from Montessori not only infected her (she actually had the mildest form)- I toppled after, like a tree. I seriously thought I was going to die. It was one of those bugs that involves all ends and orifices (sorry for the TMI), makes one feel like you’ve been beaten with wire hangers by disgruntled 40s film stars.
Not pleasant- and it made me sleep for days.
The rest of the fam thought it was easy-peasy and I was just having some health spell (because Maisie made it look so innocuous)- until THEY were hit with it.
I actually found one older male family member passed out on the floor between the downstairs toilet and the piano room guest bed, where he decided to camp (to be closer to the loo)- he’d been there for 3 hours and too weak to get up!
After frantic texts to my long-suffering, but freaking fantastic doctor, who told me to get 1/2L of liquid into him every 30 min, do his vitals, etc- he survived. He told me he seriously didn’t think he would survive. It scared him- and everyone else.
I spooned soup and dry toast and bagel into everyone… and bleached and scrubbed and washed nasty things I won’t mention.
I also made homemade saffron chicken garlic soup with noodles (and once with wild rice) 2 days running. If you don’t have an Instant Pot, buy one, NOW. It saved our lives. How else can one cook a 4 hour soup in under 30 minutes? Amazing gadget.
R was also hit hard and is still in feeling the effects. He’s young, he’ll live. Even my dad’s got a touch of it, but he has the sense to hydrate. I have to remind everyone else to keep drinking.
I kept the BRAT diet thing on point. Seemed to work.
R, who is allergic to milk, decided to drink it for his heartburn- when I told him a Zantac would have been more effective- and now he’s back to stomach issues. What can I do?!
I can just say “I told ya so” and make sure they try to follow some sort of sensible thing.
It’s weird- I am frequently sick, so I know how severe this was. It was worse than my emboli, seriously. When you’re out of your mind with fever and in pain, you just pretty much think the the end is near lol. Being the healthiest cat in the house, besides Maisie, was a new one for me- or the first time in the longest time.
C didn’t get it, yet. I hope he never does. He has the heartiest immune system in the house, knock wood.
Maisie seems to be over it. Her appetite returned with a vengeance today.
We felt well enough to finish sewing her Aleph Bet Hebrew Alphabet skirt (with literal NAPS in between steps), just in case we’re well enough to attend family services tomorrow. She learned the Shema and Oseh Shalom with the other little ones and they’re kicking off a special Friday thing tomorrow.
So much for the update- will add more in next post!
I’ve been really out of sorts because of the pulmonary embolisms, but here are some nice things that have happened this month- lots of birthdays!
First up, Maisie’s 4th birthday was on 10 September! We usually have huge parties, but my health hasn’t been the best, so we just did a family party, with grandparents from both sides and her first cousins from her dad’s side. She received My Little Pony, Spirit Horses, an Ant Farm (her fave, ours too), and the outhouse dollhouse built by my dad (with base and landscaping by us):
Her Norwegian dollhouse hosted the new Spirit horses:
Later in the week, she received macarons from our dear friend and we had a blast doing mundane things- also, my friend brought us wild paw paw fruit, which tastes like mangoes squished with bananas and pineapple! I was able to ripen them by sticking the branch in water for a week.
It’s still been brutally hot out here, so she had a lot of beach time and park time as well:
Then we ended this week with silver and gold henna tattoos- plus I received 2 new Tiffany heart bead bracelets to commemorate surviving the last 2 months since my embolisms ❤
If you scroll the instagram, you can see a shot of her with me, not in a hospital gown for once lol.
She is such a lovely child and well behaved and soooo smart!!!!! She will be four on 10 Sept!
She does not stop talking, though. She is a font of information. I adore that. You can have an actual intellectual conversation with this tot and it’s ADORABLE.
A little peek into our day, before trick or treat- it was 35F here in SW Michigan- absolutely freeeeeezing (1-2C for the rest of you).
We rushed to get candy for the manny in the house to dole out while we took the girl into the cold.
I had exactly 35 minutes to decide what to dress up as- and accidentally turned into a Zombie Kardashian- or a Game of Thrones greyscale Kardashian– still not sure which.
Maisie dressed as a brown haired Elsa… she was over the moon. Below is a pic with her brother- who is dressed as a sort of emo Waldo who doesn’t wish to be found- but will still take your candy-
I did, however, successfully stay keto and stayed out of the sweets today- so hurray for me!
We bought her the book “Good Night Moon” today. When R read it the first time to her, he discovered that she started bawling during the “good night” parts.
She absolutely fell to pieces! She had him read it to her a few more times and always started crying and getting sad at the same parts!
This was her first time (well, she made him read it 4 or 5x in a row) reading it…
After this vid was made, she ‘read’ it TO us (by turning the pages and saying “good night” to each page)- by the end of the book again she was pouting/sobbing and wiping tears.
This is very unusual. This child LOVES books, but they’ve never made her so emotional.
I am seriously lazy right now and supposed to be cleaning the upstairs. I let a lot go to seed when I was recovering from my illness. I dusted and cleaned for about thirty minutes this afternoon- and now I have to try to get the Maisie to go down for her nap.
I’ve gone most vegetarian since my kidney infection- and I’ve upped my water intake. We have cut out red meat almost entirely (the others in my house still eat it).
This was Maisie’s breakfast today- Filipino Adobo Fried Rice, with a fried egg and sriracha
Maisie had photos done with her brothers in early October:
She wore lots of cute outfits:
We went to visit my late grandparents’ house, it is now a law office:
me, on same staircase, as a baby:
We got dressed up for Halloween Trick or Treating:
We experienced unseasonably warm “Indian Summer” temps here in Michigan (in November!):
She went to her first art gallery show with Mommy and Daddy (and brother and Papa):
Had the HUGE baby Maisie birthday bash this week- over 60 people showed up to celebrate with us and stayed on until the wee hours.
Maisie was a perfect hostess- she was able to hang on til about midnight, without having any meltdowns and playing well with all the children and guests.
We had an adult cake smash fight at one point, when my cousin bet my mother a dollar to put the icing on my face… needless to say, about 6 people ended up with cake on their faces. It was hilarious. We are not a sedate, quiet bunch. My parties tend to be kind of raucous, to say the least…
We had a huge full sheet cake with bavarian cream filling- and I cooked a huge spread: 25 lb plus brisket, Persian food, collard greens, appetizers… and people also brought food and drink. Everything- EVERYTHING- was eaten. The only thing I had left after was bottles of vino, vodka, hard cider, beer, soft drinks, juices. I ended up having to cook again the next day, just so we’d have food in the house while we cleaned up.
It was more a party for adults, really… or one of the type of parties I remember attending as a kid with my folks back in the ‘old days’, with the parents having a good time and the children running about playing. Nothing fancy, just lots of people and lots of good food/drink.
My mother went back to Manila this morning, so it was also a sort of bon voyage for her- as well as my cousins’ 35th wedding anniversary.
I am completely EXHAUSTED now. We’re still cleaning up, even though the party was Saturday. I have to do what I can with my back… which feels much better. I am finally (knock wood) off the narcotic pain pills. The procedure seems to be doing what it was supposed to do.
Maisie now wants to sing “Happy Birthday” CONSTANTLY and clap her hands/say “YAY!” after. Poor thing sounds like a screech owl when she sings, so that’s pleasant… lol.
My house guest went back to Houston and now things are much more quiet. Maisie is a bit clingier now that the house is minus one more person, though. That is to be expected.
I bought a gym membership for the entire family this week, too. Hoping I am cleared to start using it soon. I also bought a Buti Yoga DVD set, which I am hoping to utilize as well. I am itching to work out and finally lose this baby weight.
My child has not been allowing me to do much. Her walking is now in full swing and you CANNOT.TAKE.YOUR.EYES.OFF.HER.FOR.EVEN.A.SECOND. If you turn your back on her, she will be climbing something or off in another room. This kid is FAST and my house is HUGE. I will have to call someone in to carpet the front stairwell soon. I swore I’d never cover the wood, but now I’ve changed my mind since this child is a climbing fiend.
I think I’ve spent the most time in years away from the internet/phone/macbook. She’ll steal my phone, my mouse, try to run off with the laptop- you name it, she’ll do it.
The ironic thing is, my house is actually CLEANER now after the party than it was BEFORE. I have no idea how that happened at all. We’re STILL cleaning up, as I said earlier. Maybe it’s all my time away from the internet- I don’t know. Maybe it was the new Dyson Animal I bought. That thing is Ahhh-MAZING. Dysons (and Shop Vacs) are a MUST if you have 3 Newfoundland dogs, like we do.
We WILL be baby proofing the hell out of this place this week. It needs it. I found her eating half of my brand new sugar scrub lip gloss this morning. The resulting farts and regurgitations were disgusting. I have no idea how she opened it- it was in a flat tin and she’s never seen me use it before. Scared the crap out of me!
One thing is for sure- the minute my head hits the pillow nowadays, all I want to do is SLEEP. That is exactly as it should be. I like the fact that I am busy from the time I wake until the time I go to bed. It feels GOOD (well, sometimes) to move. After spending most of the year moving about gingerly, I like this.
Probably not good for blogging, though.
I have an Ipsy review, 2 Birchbox reviews, a ton of food posts to get up and I have no idea how/when these will happen.
I haven’t even really opened/looked at her gifts. I also have a ton of thank you thingies to send out. They’re still (mostly) piled up on the daybed in my office.
Time for me to sleep now… *yawn*