Update on me + zoloft: I've been on 50 mg for about a month and might go up to 75 after I'm back from work training next week (could do it early next week, but I had weird hot flashes and headaches when I went on and don't want to do that while learning new software). I'm feeling quite a lot better and am really happy I decided to go with drugs as part of the solution.
Still adjusting to being Officially Depressed, though. It's weird.
I don't think I posted about this here yet, but DD fractured her tibia last weekend at the playground (she fell off the platform at the top of the slide) and is in a full-length cast for six weeks. Other than having a rough day when it happened (probably because she was in pain) and a rough first day back at daycare (because she couldn't run around with the other kids), she's been a trooper. She doesn't seem too bothered by it (although she will occasionally proclaim, "I have a pink leg!" since she chose the hot pink cast), and has learned how to scoot around on her butt like a champ. I think it's probably good that she is too little to know that a broken bone is "supposed" to hurt. Of course, the date to get the cast off is four days after my due date, so the next few weeks should be fun...
Tiny update - Piper's fever lasted about 50 hours, and was followed by a day of fussiness and she's been much happier. Still fussing a bit more than usual at times, but daycare suspects she's teething.
I have not added a before-bed pump. After I posted, we were on vacation for a week, and then I was working super late for a week. So I'm still thinking about it.
I was able to bring pumped milk into Madison Square Garden.
I never heard anything else from that manager job, so it's officially off the table.
Oh and with ThredUp, they're arguing that 4 of my items were uncleaned/stained that were NEVER ONCE WORN AND STILL HAD TAGS ON THEM.
Plus they listed 7 items as "surplus" and I'd really like to know how a client is supposed to know an item is surplus before sending it in to avoid not being paid for it.
I don't think I posted about this here yet, but DD fractured her tibia last weekend at the playground (she fell off the platform at the top of the slide) and is in a full-length cast for six weeks. Other than having a rough day when it happened (probably because she was in pain) and a rough first day back at daycare (because she couldn't run around with the other kids), she's been a trooper. She doesn't seem too bothered by it (although she will occasionally proclaim, "I have a pink leg!" since she chose the hot pink cast), and has learned how to scoot around on her butt like a champ.
I am sorry she broke her leg. That is awful. When A broke her tibia in November, I think I was more traumatized. It is amazing how quickly they bounce back.
jenn248 - DD broke her tibia and fibula last year, and was in a cast for 5 weeks. Its amazing how quickly they bounce back, and it really doesn't cause long term emotional damage. DD still talks about her broken leg, and that she had a blue cast and a purple cast, but thats about it. I know in a year or two she won't even remember it.
I love having a cleaning lady! I wish I could justify having her come weekly but then I would feel super duper lazy and would rather spend that extra $120/month to send the kids to MDO on Wednesdays.
I never officially broke up with my drop in daycare, I just stopped sending him there. She knew we wouldn't need to use her anymore starting in July, but I never contacted her about days I needed for June, and cancelled on his scheduled days in May.
N actually brought it up last night and asked if we were going to "x's" house tomorrow. I said no and he said "because she hit me?" (I don't think she really hit him, but there is a tiny bit of doubt when he says stuff like that!)
I think I have AWed this 18x, but we scrapped the plans to buy a new build townhouse and found a nice 30 year old single family home. Our current house is on the market and we should move in September. I think the term forever home is silly, but this might be ours.
I think you are better off with a 30 year old home. I think most newly built homes are built like crap.
I don't remember who the poster was, but was there ever an update on the in home daycare where poster's husband was a contractor and the provider appeared to be not feeding the kids much and doing some other questionable things? I was just thinking about that the other day.
Post by thebreakfastclub on Jul 21, 2015 12:17:31 GMT -5
Still unemployed but I had 2 good phone interviews last week and a good meeting with a career counsellor who helped me relax a bit. I am even enjoying my SAHM experience this week.
Post by stacyb1983 on Jul 21, 2015 12:19:59 GMT -5
We close on our old house and new house in 3 weeks. We are doing a lease back on our current house through the last week of August so that our contractors can get a jump on the remodel. I'm freaking out a little because I don't think they can do all of the work before we move in. I hate living in a constriction zone with kids. I want to wake up at the end of September when the weather is nice and we are settled in our remodeled new house.
Post by redheadbaker on Jul 21, 2015 12:32:21 GMT -5
I'm on my third week of work at the new job. Working 8 to 4 is mostly great. The commute in all sucks, but the drive home is usually easy. I get home right around the same time as FI and DS, so we can all easy dinner together, and even have some playtime before DS goes to bed.
AND since I'm considered "a rehire under 12 months" by the agency that placed me here/pays me, I can bypass the 90-day wait for health coverage.
I posted a couple of months ago asking for good thoughts for a friend in pre-term labor @ 23 weeks with twins. Her medical team said if she could make it to 25 weeks it would be a miracle. She delivered Sunday night at 33 weeks! The babies are doing good, in the NICU mainly because they were early. Thank you to everyone who sent good thoughts and prayers, they truly worked!
SMIL is still crazy. I think I put it in one of the randoms threads on Saturday or Sunday but she was belligerently drunk enough on Saturday afternoon (before 3pm) that FIL told her it would be better for her to stay home from AJ's birthday party. Since then she has sent me one passive agressive text and made an equally PA FB post about step whatevers (stepkids, step mom step grandma blah blah blah) basically making it sound like she's not appreciated. I showed it to J but neither one of us is engaging the crazy.
They couldn't negotiate the out of pocket amount due to their contractual obligations with my insurance carrier, but the lady assured me that even though we only made $2k less than the cuttoff we would qualify for financial assistance (and that it wouldn't be taking away from anyone else's ability to qualify.)
So I did, and it knocked the out of pocket amount from $2400 down to about $1700
Update on my mom in case anyone cares: She's still high strung and looking to pick a fight. The best way I can describe it is that it's like having a high schooler as a parent. The plan is still to wait it out and see what she's like over Thanksgiving before I move towards contacting her doctor.
I had a follow up appointment yesterday for my D&C. Physically I am doing just fine. I was super emotional for about a week and then was feeling better about things. Yesterday's appointment sort of brought it all back and was a hard day. I know we are in no place to make a decision right now, but DH and I are on opposite ends about trying again. This miscarriage and future potential complications scare him enough for him to be pretty strongly done trying. When I got pregnant, I started picturing us as a family of four and really want all of those things back and would like to try again soon.
Sorry this is so depressing. Overall, we are doing ok and with time I hope we can be on the same page moving forward.
Thanks for thinking of me. Work is going ok. My lowered salary/bonus system (they switched me from pure salary to a lower salary plus a bonus if certain hours are met) started on July 1 and we are feeling the pinch of the reduction in my normal paychecks. It sucks and pisses me off. I need to make the bonuses for us to meet our goals, so we are making changes to get me more work time. I'm also trying to be more efficient at work, by limiting internet and social time during the work day. I am working more in the evenings and weekends.
I am very bitter that I was up front with my salary needs and the amount of hours I was comfortable with, they offered me a job with that information and then changed the deal less than a year after I started. While I can certainly work the required hours, I just hate that it limits my time with the kids. I know there are lots of posters on here that have husbands who don't see their kids much during the week, but I am really struggling with it.
We have decided we want to move back to Grand Rapids, Michigan, so we are focusing our job search in that area. I am getting back in touch with people out there and we are both willing to look outside the legal profession.
I also told my husband last week that I think he needs help for his mental state. He has been in counseling for years, but I don't think it's enough. So he told me he was willing to try medication to see if it helps. It was a very difficult discussion to have, but I hope that it makes things better in the end.
DD1 starts Montessori preschool on Sept 1. I decided to wait after summer and they had an opening in the mornings for 5 days a week which I think she will love. The teacher just texted to get our address again to send out the contract.
We are converting DD2's bed to a toddler bed tonight - she keeps trying to sneak into DD1's bed at night so I think she's ready.
We have gotten the backyard most of the way finished and the girls have a blast playing back there. We were able to get a playset delivered tomorrow that DH can build and then it will be complete!
I called the dr. yesterday. I go on Monday at 10:30.
They want to check my thyroid and do some bloodwork first before we head straight to psych meds. I talked to my OB for a referral to an actual PCP and he thinks whatever is causing my exhaustion is causing my anxiety. He was beyond helpful and very reassuring.
Either way, help is headed my way. H and I both describe it as "overwhelmed over nothing."
I feel fine today and like me. It's like a never ending cycle. 2 days of complete meltdown, one where I feel nothing, one day where I'm totally me. Rinse and Repeat. It's still not "me" at all though. I'm usually very even keeled.
Post by estrellita on Jul 21, 2015 13:25:48 GMT -5
I posted Sunday about E's fever. We took him in and his fever was over 103 when we got there and red spots everywhere. They did all sorts of tests but everything was negative. Good, but I wish I knew what it was. Once the Tylenol kicked in he was doing a lot better. A little fussy yesterday and still had some red spots. I assume they are leftover from the fever. The doctor didn't seem worried so I won't worry too much. Hasn't had a fever again though since it went down!