Every night before bed we give Adrian oatmeal. Otherwise he is awake by 1 and starving. Even with giving him the oatmeal, he is still awake around 5 and starving. If we wake up enough to get up with him and feed him, he goes back to sleep for a few hours shortly after eating. He’s a giant little toddler and he’s got a huge appetite!
We have a little tradition we do each year. We school year round, but there are a few guaranteed days off for my kids: Federal holidays, any other day Jamie has off from work, their birthdays, and the day the public school kids go back to school. Today is the first day of school and so my kids get the day off to celebrate.
First Fritz was sick for a few days. Then Adrian got a stuffy nose. Even though both boys are pretty much totally healthy now, Adrian is still not sleeping. He cries a lot during the night and just generally won’t settle down for very long. He’s been nursing most of the night, too, and he was sleeping through the night quite regularly until he got sick. So it’s been over a week since we got a full night of sleep. I’m tired!
Yesterday Fritz was eating a peach. He came running over to me with a horrified look declaring that his peach was poopy. He had eaten down to the pit and apparently thought it was poop. I told him that was the seed, not poop. With a look that clearly showed he didn’t believe me, he got out a knife, cut out the pit, and ate the non-poopy rest of the peach.
The surgeon biopsied the cyst on my thyroid yesterday. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, though the needle was like 8″ long and scary looking. My neck is a little sore. The surgeon said it looked to her like just a regular run of the mill nothing to worry about cyst. I go back in two weeks for the results, but we don’t anticipate them to be anything to worry about.
We went to Ruby Tuesday for dinner last night. I was a little annoyed when I discovered that for low calorie dressings they only have light ranch (which is still relatively high in points) and a balsamic vinaigrette. They had oil and vinegar, but it was also balsamic.
So I complained.
The waitress got the manager and she said Ruby Tuesday only does balsamic vinegar (which I don’t like) for their oil and vinegar. It’s kind of ridiculous because both vinegar choices are balsamic.
So then Jamie asked if they had lemon juice. The manager said they did and happily got me a cup of it. I must say, oil and lemon juice for dressing is WAY better than oil and vinegar. I just might request some lemon juice every time I go to Ruby Tuesday now.
I had my appointment with the surgeon this morning. She could easily feel the cyst. According to the ultrasound report it is 3.0×1.7×0.2 cm with little cysts attached to it. So now I have an appointment for Wednesday morning for a needle biopsy. She is going to drain it then and hopefully that will be the end of it.
Of course it’s never pleasant to hear the “c” word spoken by a doctor, but the odds are in my favor. She said just by feeling it and reading the report she is 80% sure it is just a cyst and nothing to worry about. It’s that 20% that requires a closer look and is why I’m having the biopsy next week.
Even if it is thyroid cancer the odds are still in my favor. But we’re just going to focus on that 80% chance that it’s just a cyst and not think about the implications of it being anything else. We’ll cross that bridge if we have to come to it.
Just getting to church yesterday was bad enough. We left at 11 and it was dark, windy, and rather ominous. I don’t drive in the rain. I was hoping to beat the rain to church. No such luck. For the first half of the trip, there was a little rain, mostly just the sky spitting on us. Then I saw it. I said “There it is!” and we hit the wall of water. It was absolutely pouring. So I slowly continued on my way and managed to make it to church a few minutes early.
I let the older three out at the door (the baby was asleep) and a nice man from the ward met them at the van with an umbrella so they didn’t get too wet. I found a parking space and by the time we got inside Adrian and I were soaked (and Adrian was awake and proceeded to be grumpy from then until 20 minutes before the end of church – which is 3 hours long – when I handed him to my friend’s teenage daughter – a girl I used to baby-sit! – and she held him and got him to sleep).
But all that wasn’t what my title is talking about. Fritz is in the middle of potty training. He wears underwear at home, but a pull-up at night and when we go out, including to church. While Sacrament was being passed he said he needed to go potty and Cameron volunteered to take him. That was my first mistake. Cameron’s got his head on some planet that is not Earth so who knows what might happen when Cameron and thinking things through are necessary.
A few minutes later, here comes Fritz followed by Cameron. Fritz’s pants were not pulled all the way up. His little white bottom was hanging out. As if that wasn’t bad enough, we were sitting in the second row, so as he walked past about half the ward saw him. When he got to me, I easily got his bottom covered with his pants. Apparently his pull-up ripped open on the side and Cameron didn’t think about actually pulling up Fritz’s pants because of this.
So off to the bathroom I went with Fritz to let him sit on the toilet (he wanted to know where the little potties are) and to put a new pull-up on him. Later, so many people laughed about the naked bum incident and many said a similar thing had happened to one of their kids. At least at barely 3 things like that are still cute.