Thursday, March 1, 2007 by Amy
Still no pictures. I'm taking pictures, though, so as soon as we get a new computer I'm going to post a whole butt-load of pictures.
Our big TV is completely broken. And our little TV is too old to hook up to the digital cable box. Argh. It's not the television programs that I miss, but we use the television to play music, either on the DVD player or one of the digital music channels that we get. Because our stereo is also, get this, broken. We're batting zero in the electronics department: computer #1, broken; computer #2, practically broken; stereo, broken; television, broken. So Rudi is pretty depressed. I think we can do without for a while, and if we do without for a while, maybe we can surprise ourselves and do without forever. I think Rudi will cave first.
I cut Avery's bangs today. They're a little short, but she was squirming and Riley was wailing that she wanted to do it. Not gonna happen, kid. It looks really cute. I was tired of her getting food and boogers in her bangs. And keeping barrets in her hair was doubly difficult because both Avery and Riley would pull them out. I don't think that really qualifies as a haircut. I hope not, because I didn't save the hair.
I finished the Hmong-style baby carrier. I really do like it and it's comfortable to wear both Avery and Riley. I think it's a carrier only for the hardcore babywearer, like a novelty carrier. When I really look back on it, it is really not much different than a narrow-body podegi and I would probably make one of those before another Hmong-style, simply because the Hmong is more complex without needing to be. I like that there's only one knot to tie and I can wear it Tibetan-style. But it's a little more difficult to put on than the Mei Tai, or maybe it's just so new to me.
On the upside, the new bobbin case that I got for the sewing machine solved my problem. And the sewing machine guy was trying to tell me that it was a tension problem and that he'd look at it for me for $60 (normally $80). I could see the bottom thread getting caught on my chewed-up bobbin, so I knew it was a bobbin problem. And why do all sewing machine shops also deal in vaccums? What's the connection? Or like in Missoula we had a sewing machine/vaccum/hockey shop. And here we have a CPA/art gallery. Go figure.
Riley is refusing to wear "paper pants" anymore. Paper pants are anything made out of denim or twill. And I have't bought her leggings in a long time, so all of them are really small. And she also won't wear her "fluffy socks" meaning her padded athletic socks. She'll only wear the thin Old Navy ones. Which isn't really good because her feet are so narrow, that she is supposed to wear the padded ones so that her shoes fit properly.
Avery had her follow-up with the allergist today and the doc said that I was doing a good job controlling her allergies and perscribed a hydrocortizone cream for the rash on her chest that won't seem to go away. She won't have to go back for another year. I also showed him Riley's rash, wondering if I should see a dermatologist or make an appointment for allergy testing. He said that a dermatologist will treat the rash, but an allergist will look for a reason, and even if it's not an allergy, he can still treat the rash. So Riley will get allergy testing. The doc said that 60% of the time it's not an allergy, but he said that any child with an uncomfortable itchy eczema deserves to be tested, and didn't make me feel like I'd be wasting his time if it's not an allergy. I just don't have much faith in general practitioners diagnosing the causes of rashes, since it took 9 months to diagnose Avery and that's because I took matters into my own hands and saw a allergist without a referal. Four different doctors failed to address her rash as an allergy. I still get upset when I think about Avery's swollen, red, infected, bleeding, oozing facial rash and how I don't have any pictures of her during that time and how I couldn't even kiss my newborn on her cheek unless I wanted puss on my lips. How she was on antibiotics and steriods to treat the infections but no one cared to look into how she got the rash in the first place. And how no doctor thought it was an allergy, even after I told them that I drank nearly a gallon of milk a day and had eggs and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches on a daily basis. I really like this allergist, though. He's a cool dude.
Our big TV is completely broken. And our little TV is too old to hook up to the digital cable box. Argh. It's not the television programs that I miss, but we use the television to play music, either on the DVD player or one of the digital music channels that we get. Because our stereo is also, get this, broken. We're batting zero in the electronics department: computer #1, broken; computer #2, practically broken; stereo, broken; television, broken. So Rudi is pretty depressed. I think we can do without for a while, and if we do without for a while, maybe we can surprise ourselves and do without forever. I think Rudi will cave first.
I cut Avery's bangs today. They're a little short, but she was squirming and Riley was wailing that she wanted to do it. Not gonna happen, kid. It looks really cute. I was tired of her getting food and boogers in her bangs. And keeping barrets in her hair was doubly difficult because both Avery and Riley would pull them out. I don't think that really qualifies as a haircut. I hope not, because I didn't save the hair.
I finished the Hmong-style baby carrier. I really do like it and it's comfortable to wear both Avery and Riley. I think it's a carrier only for the hardcore babywearer, like a novelty carrier. When I really look back on it, it is really not much different than a narrow-body podegi and I would probably make one of those before another Hmong-style, simply because the Hmong is more complex without needing to be. I like that there's only one knot to tie and I can wear it Tibetan-style. But it's a little more difficult to put on than the Mei Tai, or maybe it's just so new to me.
On the upside, the new bobbin case that I got for the sewing machine solved my problem. And the sewing machine guy was trying to tell me that it was a tension problem and that he'd look at it for me for $60 (normally $80). I could see the bottom thread getting caught on my chewed-up bobbin, so I knew it was a bobbin problem. And why do all sewing machine shops also deal in vaccums? What's the connection? Or like in Missoula we had a sewing machine/vaccum/hockey shop. And here we have a CPA/art gallery. Go figure.
Riley is refusing to wear "paper pants" anymore. Paper pants are anything made out of denim or twill. And I have't bought her leggings in a long time, so all of them are really small. And she also won't wear her "fluffy socks" meaning her padded athletic socks. She'll only wear the thin Old Navy ones. Which isn't really good because her feet are so narrow, that she is supposed to wear the padded ones so that her shoes fit properly.
Avery had her follow-up with the allergist today and the doc said that I was doing a good job controlling her allergies and perscribed a hydrocortizone cream for the rash on her chest that won't seem to go away. She won't have to go back for another year. I also showed him Riley's rash, wondering if I should see a dermatologist or make an appointment for allergy testing. He said that a dermatologist will treat the rash, but an allergist will look for a reason, and even if it's not an allergy, he can still treat the rash. So Riley will get allergy testing. The doc said that 60% of the time it's not an allergy, but he said that any child with an uncomfortable itchy eczema deserves to be tested, and didn't make me feel like I'd be wasting his time if it's not an allergy. I just don't have much faith in general practitioners diagnosing the causes of rashes, since it took 9 months to diagnose Avery and that's because I took matters into my own hands and saw a allergist without a referal. Four different doctors failed to address her rash as an allergy. I still get upset when I think about Avery's swollen, red, infected, bleeding, oozing facial rash and how I don't have any pictures of her during that time and how I couldn't even kiss my newborn on her cheek unless I wanted puss on my lips. How she was on antibiotics and steriods to treat the infections but no one cared to look into how she got the rash in the first place. And how no doctor thought it was an allergy, even after I told them that I drank nearly a gallon of milk a day and had eggs and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches on a daily basis. I really like this allergist, though. He's a cool dude.
