So….

My grandmother wrote me an e-mail the other day that was so mean and manipulating and rude and full of lies that I was appalled. So I talked to the therapist about it and she had some suggestions. So I e-mailed her a long letter letting it all out, all my thoughts on how she talks to me, how she treats me and what she writes me. I got a letter from her this morning apologizing for everything so I guess it’s ok now. We’ll have to see if her attitude towards me has really changed or if she is lying to me just trying to make me happy.

In other news Derek is starting to stand on his own, right now it’s just a couple seconds at a time but it’s a start. He will be 8 months old on Friday and I’m guessing he will be walking by 9 months or a little after.

And today was his first success at drinking from a straw. I was drinking my soda and he kept grabbing for the straw so I let him have the drink so he could suck on the straw. He has never actually got anything through the straw before, though he has tried, and this time he ended up with a mouthful of ice cold coke. It surprised him and he spit it out then coughed. When we got home I pulled out his sippy cup with the straw and put a little juice in it and a lot of water and he is currently sitting happily on the floor drinking from the cup and not spitting it out. I’m so happy! I’m still breastfeeding him but I plan on weaning him at a year to regular milk and today’s achievement will go a long way to making that possible.

Lindsey still is at mom’s house and she is starting up all the bad habits that we worked so hard to rid her of. Like her constantly bingeing, laying in bed all day playing video games, not showering or brushing her teeth. In the 2 months she has been there she has gained almost 15 pounds and smells nasty. And she still hates me. She won’t let mom come over by herself but when they are here she claims that she is bored and wants to leave and of course mom says ok and they go. It’s very frustrating. I’m ready to give up. Everything that we worked so hard for with her has disapeared and no one but Bishop and I seem to give a shit. It sucks.

Terrible…

Yesterday was that is.  Derek has been sleeping through the night, usually from about 9 or 10 to about 6 in the morning.  No waking up unless he has gone to bed early.  Night before last he was up every two hours.  Basically no sleep for me.  Then yesterday he screamed/cried/whined all day.  No naps, didn’t want to eat, he would fall asleep nursing, I would take him up to his crib and he would still be asleep then as soon as I would lay him down he would be screaming.  He ended up going to bed at 8 pm and getting up at 4 this morning.  Still 8 hours but I couldn’t get to sleep till midnight so that wasn’t very good.

This morning has been more of the same.  Crying/screaming/whining all morning, is exhausted (rubbing his eyes, yawning, laying his head down wherever he is) but as soon as I put him in his crib he is screaming.  Like he is doing now.  I hate hearing him do it but since there is a chance that he will fall asleep in his crib, he won’t when he is down stairs, I think I’m going to leave him in his crib for a little while longer.  Maybe the tylenol I gave him 30 minutes ago will kick in and whatever is bothering him will go away.

It’s going to be another long day.

In other news the 4th should be good.  Bishop gets the day off and we are going to BBQ at a friend’s house and maybe go see the town’s firework display.  That one is a we’ll see situation, it depends on how Derek is feeling/acting.  We may end up coming home right after eating.

I really need to do some stuff around here, like clean up the kitchen and my desk.  They both have gotten out of hand but I just don’t have the energy to do it.  At least I put the first load of dishes in the dishwasher, that’s something, right?  I think I’ll try and work on the desk now.

Lots of pics

So our trip went ok, it was very very hot (one day was 107…yuck), the family stuff had both it’s high points (seeing my aunt Barb and cousin Gina, chatting with them for hours) and it’s low points (my aunt Mary freaking out at the memorial) and the normal stuff (staying with MIL, chatting about nothing important for hours).   I did get to meet up with Mandy at a park near MIL’s house…it was a great time.  And Derek got to go swimming for the first time ever.  He is definitely a water baby.

So I ended up with a ton of pics of the swimming and the park visit so enjoy…

Tomorrow

Tomorrow we leave.  For the memorial.  A huge crowd of relatives, most whom I’ve never met, crowded in a church rec room in 100+ degree weather.  With cheap wal*mart food.  Not my idea of a good time but I guess it needs to be done.

But that is only one day of our 5 day trip.  2 of those days are going to be traveling.  One day I’m going to go for a picnic lunch with a friend at a local park.  (Lots of shade will be avaliable, I’m hoping it will be tolerable.)  So that means that I will have one day to do whatever.  Talk with MIL, hang around her wonderfully air conditioned house, maybe jump in the pool.  We’ll see I guess.

Well…

My knee is feeling better but my foot is still killing me.  It normally takes a few days for a bruise to show up so I’m still waiting to see what my foot will look like after yesterday….

I was going to type a longer post but Derek keeps grabbing the key board so I’ve got to cut it short….lol!