Posts Tagged ‘thursday_morning’
Can somebody please help?
I think I will go insane. Something is wrong with Will. I think this started Wednesday already. His face broke out with a rash on Wednesday. I have been putting Nystatin on it and by Thursday morning the majority of it went away. However, he has been throwing up big time. Here’s where it gets fun since you don’t know what is real throw up and what is just acid reflux. It all looks the same. Plus, he pooped through 2 diaper yesterday. He’s also eating about half the formula he normally does.
This morning I get up and he pooped through his diaper again. So again, I have to strip all of his bedding (his diaper leaked during naptime yesterday). However, I can’t reach his mattress very well since I am short and Bill dropped his crib down a level. He also has a bumper. It took me while, but I managed to get his mattress out to put on new bedding. However, the bumper was in the way. Each section of the bumper was tied onto the crib. The only way I was getting his mattress back in was to take off the bumper. (I didn’t attempt to do any of this till after I had fed Will. I think put him in the Megasaucer.) While doing this (which took a while), Will proceeds to cry. I can’t get him since I have to get the mattress back in so he can take a nap later. Madison is crying because I won’t stop what I am doing and attend to her. Good times, let me tel you, good times.
Like a moron, I decide to give Will the rest of his bottle after I got his mattress back in. He literally threw up 3 oz of formula projectile across me and, him, and the couch. I am seriously wondering if he has the flu. Madison’s birthday party is tomorrow. I know have to figure out what the hell I am going to do . . . .
We will be leaving for the chiropractor shortly, so maybe she can give me some insight. I don’t know why I am so stressed out right now, but I am. I keep repeating to myself: “God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;” and taking deep breathes. It’s only 10 o’clock, and I have a long day with these crabby kids.
BlogWorld — Day 1 Morning
I flew into Las Vegas last Thursday morning around 8. (I left Chicago at 6 — had to be at the airport at 4. Yes, that sucked). I was able to get my luggage fairly quickly. What surprised me most about the airport was that they had vending machines for things like Ipods and flowers. Honestly, I have never seen that before. Having used the bathroom in both airports, I have to say the Midway wins hands down (no pun of any kinds intended there). I was able to take a shuttle right away to get over to my hotel. I lucked out — the shuttle was $6 and nobody else was on it, so we went straight to the hotel. Of course, since I was so early, I was not able to check in. However, I was able to leave my luggage there. Oh yeah, when I left Chicago it was a balmy 34 degrees, it was 65 in Vegas. Needless to say, I didn’t need my new leather coat I just bought.
I headed over to BlogWorld since that is why I was in town. Registration was super easy. While I was doing that, I ran into Mr. Fab. The opening speaker was talking, but Mr. Fab said it was pretty boring, so not to rush myself trying to get over there. Instead, we talked shop together until ten when all the booths opened for the trade show. I spent the morning walking around with him. I think I have a picture:

Why, yes I do. This was at the ligit booth I think. (I am going to have to find the sticker they gave me to see if it right). This is one of the few companies that has bothered to contact since the trade show (I’ll leave that for another post). The place looked beautiful. They definitely had some commercial lighting experts with their electrical supplies on hand. (Why would I even notice such a thing? I live with an electrical engineer who points stuff like this out to me in public. Constantly.) Anyway, the place looked good. The thing that surprised me most was that they (the organizers) predicted something like 10,000 people comes to this. There was definitely not 10,000 people there. I spent the morning with Mr. Fab and did run into Christine, Colleen, and her husband too. After meeting with some of the booths, Mr. Fab and decided it was lunch time.






