At My Mom's.

Watching Teen Mom 2, which is apparently really awesome and relatable! Even though I'm not a teen mom, I can really feel a lot of the issues the girls deal with.

Anyway, we're moving in a few days, which means I get to hang out in my mom's house for a while until we get settled in because H and I really don't want DS to be around all the stuff and paint and etc. I'm excited but at the same time, it might be a pain in the butt to be in a 2nd floor walk-up as opposed to a townhouse. Hopefully we'll only be here for a year like H is promising. He thinks we'll be able to move into the house in a year, but I really don't want to set my heart on it, because when we moved into the townhouse we were only supposed to be there for a year, and it ended up being a year and a half, plus the year that we're spending in this upcoming 2 bedroom.

DS's rash is really horrible and I feel so terrible that I don't know what's causing it. I don't know what I can do to fix it. It's spreading around his arms and not even the steroid cream is helping. I really hope it's not my breastmilk, I would hate to have to switch to soy formula like my mom did with me when I was around 8 months old. Even then, there's a big difference. DS is only coming up on 4 months. I really need him to be on breastmilk for a while longer. However, I don't want it to be the cause of his rashes. I've stopped drinking milk, even though it's the only craving that has continued since I was pregnant. I've switched to lactose-free milk. Maybe my constant need to chocolate has something to do with it? Maybe it's the granola bars? I really didn't think that my diet could that severely affect him! There's not much I can eat these days, especially being winter and none of the good yummy fruits are available. Especially since I'm always on the run.

Thankfully I might be able to get a little bit more sleep tonight and tomorrow since I won't have to commute back and forth so much. I'm thinking I need to run up to the deli tomorrow and finally get that chicken caesar wrap I've been wanting for the past week but never had the time to get! That and a nice chai latte with soy milk from Starbucks. That should hopefully keep me awake for some of the day!

I want to start posting about so much background information, but honestly don't even know where to begin. The situation with H isn't the best, and always wavers from really great, to really horrible. This isn't gonna be the day to start though. DS is waking, so...off I go

Sunday....sundae?

Ugh, well now that I typed that title, I feel like making an ice cream sundae...I don't have any of the ingredients, so that might not be happening.

Mmm, ice cream, whipped cream, fudge, maraschino cherries, peanuts, bananas....now I really want one, damnit.

So it's Sunday, the end of another monotonous week. My marshmallow is taking a nap, which he's been getting better about doing, maybe since his rash has gone away! I can't imagine what I'm going to do next week when I'll have to be leaving him EVERY DAY to student teach. Misery.

I feel like this blog is extremely boring. What can I do to spice it up? I can't just type about my boring life all the time, I'm sure it's not of interest to, well, anyone. I'm not even interested when I re-read my posts.

I'm gonna make a shout out to Nadine here, if she reads this - when you make a post, see the tabs at the top? Click on Monetize and active Adsense, and create an account, we'll be rolling in pennies soon enough! Apparently though, you can't click on your own ads, which upset me, because I planned to just do that 30 times a day. You wanna click on each other's? I'm up for it.

More later.

Poor Marshmallow...

So, I'm not sure why I keep checking my posts for comments...I'm insecure!

Anyway, went to the pediatrician's yesterday with my cutie pie and it turns out the rash on his cheeks and the redness on his neck is baby eczema which really upset me. He referred me to a pedi. dermatologist and wrote out a weak steroid cream, which my parents told me not to fill, so I haven't as of yet. It seems to be going away on its own, but the doctor explained that there's something he's sensitive to - could be milk, so I just cut that out of my diet. I thought he would be gassy from milk, but thankfully he never really had bad colic, just crankiness. Never did I think that it could manifest in a rash!! I guess I should know better because I had skin allergies as a baby as well and H has had asthma since he was a kid. My mom bought some organic cream that it supposed to really help eczema and dryness, because LO has a lot of dryness on his legs and on his left arm. I wrote it off to "winter" and thought it would go away eventually, but it's not, even though I've been using Aquaphor everyday.

It also could be from my stupid self using the same blanket he uses outside under his head when he had a cold to elevate him a little bit. It helped him breathe, but caused this rash. I feel so guilty when my baby is in pain, I just wish I could make it all BETTER! He's sleeping off the last three nights today though, which I'm glad about because I've been getting up with him every other hour at night and it was killing me.

After H left to work this morning I took LO into my bed and hugged him and we slept another two hours together :)

I'm not looking forward to this weekend, at all because it's getting closer to student teaching, and I'm dreading it. How the crap am I going to leave my DS all day, every day? Props to you working mommies, I don't know HOW you do it. I have to deal with the crap from my mom now saying, "Oh you need to let him cry a little, he's too sensitive because he knows you'll be there the second he opens his mouth", "Oh I don't know what to do, he wakes up every time the phone rings"

...My solutions? Make the house phone ring tone lower. And give him more attention! I'm pretty sure her idea of attention is carrying him around on her shoulder until he passes out. I can't really imagine her really playing with him the way I do, although she does love him, and she does help me a lot.

Makes you really think, how much our mothers gave up for us to raise us. You really do only realize it once you're in the same shoes.

And now, nap? Or clean? Nap? Or clean? I think nap, although he has some mommy-relaxation radar and can detect the minute I close my eyes as that is the minute he opens his mouth and starts to cry...