Mother’s Day nudge
I just got home from another enjoyable Parenting Group session. Even though we do have an agenda for each session we tend to do a whole lot of socializing. I really love these women! I’m not a very out-going person and had to really push myself to even attend my first few sessions. It feels so comfortable and look forward to seeing everyone every week. In my day to day life I feel isolated, but that’s just me not being social. I really don’t have any friends, just people I like that I work with pretty much. They would get together but I guess I give off some sort of air or something because (with the exception of a group that has now fallen apart) they never seem to invite me along. When I was moving back in October, I’d only been attending this Parenting Group for all of like 3 weeks when 2 ladies offered to help me pack or look after baby D so that it would be easier for me to pack. That’s just the kind of women we’re talking about here. Something I’m really not used to. In the past, and we’re talking about the 9th/10th grade here, I had best friends who all disappeared when I was going through a rough patch because apparently I was too moody. Isn’t that exactly when you need your friends?! Yeah, mine dumped me. I guess I never really got over it. Since then I have had a couple of friends who’ve just used my friendship and never reciprocated. I’d say I’ve become pretty bitter about the whole idea of friendship and now find myself wary of what the other person wants from me. Unfortunately I won’t be able to keep going to this group once I go back to work since they meet Thursday mornings from 9-11. I’m hoping that when they get together for the odd dinner out that they’ll remember me.
When I’m attending my group, I put baby D in the nursery with a sitter who also looks after a couple of other kids as well. When I picked him up after today’s group the sitter handed me a craft that she would’ve done with the other kids. It was a can covered in construction paper with 2 construction paper flowers sticking out attached to straws. The flowers said ‘Happy Mother’s Day’. Awwwh. I just think that is the coolest thing ever! I have to admit that I was a little disappointed last year with my very first Mother’s Day. Hubby’s just become so complacent with special days. I got a generic Mother’s Day card and that was it. I was at least hoping for a 1st Mother’s Day card or something more meaningful. I certainly tried to make a big deal out of Father’s Day for him. So I was a bitch and called him to say (besides other things) that I really hoped that baby D’s once a week sitter didn’t make more out of Mother’s Day than he would. I mean I think I’ve managed to get the day to myself, since he was prepared to visit his mother this Sunday. I stupidly asked why he wanted to visit and he told me ‘because it’s Mother’s Day’. Uh hello? Your wife is also a mother last time I checked! He’s called me materialistic in the past, but I’m not asking for diamonds and pearls (though I will gladly accept any that might be given) or anything. Just looking for a day when he pampers me a bit and shows me that he’s thankful that I’m his son’s Mother. I don’t think that’s unreasonable is it? I mean that is what the day’s about right?
Playstationed
Hubby’s birthday isn’t until June 5, but since I always try to get him something really great I tend to start early on the gift. He’s been going on and on about getting a PS3, but frankly we just can’t afford it. I mean, first of all we used to have a Super Nintendo and the original Playstation. Where are they now? Exactly. We eventually got sick of them and they (I believe) are currently sitting out in the garage waiting for a yard sale. Then looking at the cost of the system and then the games on top of that…not bloody likely. I figured the only reason he even wants a system is to play Gran Turismo again. You’d think that when he drives for a living that he wouldn’t want to play games that involve driving. Like I don’t think it would be much fun to play a game that involved answering phones or typing. Just me though.
So I checked out ebay and found an auction that had 23 games, 3 controllers, 2 guitars plus the PS2 with a high bid of $280.00. I tried to see if it was a good deal by checking the cost of the new system with the important games that hubby would’ve wanted from the 23: Gran Turismo 4, Grand Theft Auto (x4), Guitar Hero II, III and Encore: Rocks the 80’s. I couldn’t even find all the games for sale, but suffice to say that the system, GT4, GHIII plus 2 guitars was already over $300.00. So I put in a big of $300.00 max and won the auction for $290.00.
Since the guy listed that shipping would be from Toronto I asked if I could pick it up instead of paying the $30.00 for shipping. Unfortunately Toronto is a big city and he was clear on the other side of it from me. He offered to take $10.00 off if I’d still make the trip, which I did. That was Monday. When I got home I hinted that I had a really great gift for him and maybe he wanted it early. After all it was exactly 1 month to the day before his actual birthday. (I’m so horrible) I just couldn’t wait to give it to him. Besides he has Mondays off and we weren’t doing anything that afternoon. I couldn’t seem to convince him to totally give in, but he he’d think about it and maybe the following day I could give it to him. He was started complaining that he was feeling dizzy by dinnertime and ended up staying home from work yesterday.
Laying it on thick at lunch, I asked him if he wanted a piece of cake for dessert. He said he did, so I asked if he wanted “birthday cake”. He laughed and said ‘fine’. So I got the candle in the piece of cake and sang Happy Birthday for effect. When I got home on Monday with all the stuff I had it stashed downstairs at my Dad’s since he’s out of the country at the moment, so we agreed that he would change baby D and I’d get the gift ready. I made him close his eyes when he got downstairs and I had the games fanned out across the floor and was holding the guitar. When he opened his eyes it took him a minute to figure out what he was looking at and then he asked ‘you got me a PS3?’. “Nope sorry, just a PS2″. At which point he realized how many games there were and he was shocked.
So we played Guitar Hero III a bit downstairs while trying to keep one eye on baby D who was loving crawling around new surroundings. Then we managed to get the very heavy tv (which my Dad gave us since he bought an HDTV, but hadn’t bothered to move yet) up 2 levels to our bedroom, where I got everything rearranged and hooked up. We’ve managed to spend an exorbitant amount of time playing games over the last 2 days (yes he called in ’sick’ again today).
On the mend
It was a horribly yucky grey, cold, rainy day today. I don’t know where my brain’s been at lately, but my days are all messed up. I was sitting down to breakfast this morning looking out at the nasty weather thinking “at least I don’t have to go outside today…”. Of course today is Friday, so I have to get the recycling to the curb. DOH! Plus I had to get some yard waste out too. When we moved into the house we inherited a huge mess of branches dumped on the other side of the fence. I think we’re probably better off renting a chipper or something to get rid of them instead of following the city rule of only putting out 3 bundles per week. Especially since after all the lugging from the backyard, they weren’t even picked up! grrr
Finally baby D’s conjunctivitis has almost cleared up. The day after his birthday (April 13th) when I took him into the doctor for his yearly check-up I noticed that he was getting a cold. Hubby was really worried because my Mum had been at baby D’s birthday with serious laryngitis which she got while on a trip to Egypt. He was afraid that she’d maybe given him something exotic. We did mention it to the doctor and he thought it was probably just coincidental. After a week of a fairly bad cough, he started to get a goopy eye. I swabbed at it with a warm, wet facecloth and hoped that it would clear itself up since the eye drops I had from the last time had expired. I had finally had enough and made him a quick appointment on Friday the 25th. Unfortunately his usual doctor wasn’t in, so I had to see his colleague. She seems nice enough, but said that she wouldn’t prescribe drops. I ended up getting oral antibiotics, which the pharmacist was surprised to see I was supposed to administer 4 times a day. She thought that was pretty taxing for an infant and I soon began to agree with her. Luckily baby D liked the medication, but I found his eye getting worse instead of better. It was starting to look like he got punched in the face. The skin under his eye was red and raw. By Monday I called the office again and explained that on Sunday when he woke up he couldn’t even open his eye - poor baby! I asked to have the same drops I had had before re-prescribed. I was very happy to hear that I didn’t have to come back in to be seen or get the script as I live about 20-30 minutes from the office. They called in the prescription and I managed to get the drops after my family dinner Monday night. At the dinner my brother callously asked if I had rubbed my son’s eye in raw chicken. So tactful. But his eye did look terrible. So happily now it’s almost gone, which is great since it’s a serious struggle getting the drops into his eyes. I’ve been trying to sneak them in while he’s nursing, but he’s on to me now.
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You have reached the blog of kasper. I live outside of Toronto, Ontario, Canada,
and have been blogging since 1999. I am newly married, though have been with the same guy for nearly 13 years.
We have a son (baby D) born April 13th, 2007 and have all moved into our first home. Though I don't tend
to stick to one thing, I've been known to enjoy the Sims2, knitting, webdesign, reading, music and movies.
