I set myself the goal of just 12 books this year. I had 15 to choose from. I ended up completing 7. I’m disappointed in myself for the most part, but you know my life was just a little crazy this year (I totally blame having a kid for throwing me off my game). I also changed jobs, but that was a little less dramatic. Here are the “classic” books I read this year and the reviews I wrote on them: Frankenstein The Bell Jar My Sister’s Keeper The Phantom Tollbooth The Great Gatsby Wuthering Heights Anna Karenina I am glad I read these books. Most of them I enjoyed more than I expected. Great Gatsby was probably the exception to this rule. Wuthering Heights has stuck in my mind more than I expected. Anna was as painful as I expected (Russian novels have a reputation). It’s not like I didn’t read other books, I re-read quite a few and
Remy is six months old. He has been in daycare for two weeks now and I have thoughts. My mother has a brilliant approach to life choices like “daycare vs Stay at Home Mom (SHM)” questions – there are always trade-offs. There isn’t necessarily a right answer, they both can be right and wrong in their own ways. With that said, I think daycare is the right choice for my child. For a variety of reasons, some of which others told me before we signed him up and some which I hadn’t heard from friends and family. An upside-downside is the hit to his immune system. Now, we haven’t had anything yet (knock on wood) but it’s also only been two weeks. I can 1000% understand when a mom is going “I can’t work from home and my kid isn’t very sick – I need to work and they need to go somewhere, so… Tylenol!” Is that half-day (until the
My tablet is dying. I have finally had to admit it doesn’t hold much charge, the bluetooth keyboards can not manage to stay connected (yes, I have 2 and both of them are in bad shape too). I do NOT want to do this, but Eli is pretty sure my tablet was purchased in 2013 or 2014…. which means it’s well past “expected life” for tech – much less a tablet. Hell, it’s on Google 6.0 and can’t be updated anymore (I could probably jailbreak it and maybe get another version on there, but I’m also afraid this would brick the thing). So I need a new tablet. Unfortunately, there isn’t a tablet on the market I’m excited about. What I have now: To understand what I’ve had for the past ~6 years, it’s a Nexus 7, 32GB version with LTE access through T-mobile. The Big Problem My current tablet is 7″ and has been the perfect size for me.
I took all the animals to the vet a few weeks ago. I took Riley on Monday and the cats
I almost didn’t publish this post. I’m nervous to post anything about this. But if I can’t post this when I am on maternity leave – when can I? I am so ashamed of my state. I am ashamed of every representative who voted for this bill. I am ashamed of every voter who voted for those representatives who voted for this bill. I am embarrassed that someone in my state even mentioned this kind of bill. This has sparked a variety of debates on social media – and I am ashamed how many of my fellow Christians think that imposing their faith on others is somehow appropriate. I have two primary arguments against this bill. The First Argument – Science The first is simple science – medical science does not recognize the heartbeat as the defining element of “alive.” We declare people dead with beating hearts every day. Doctors use a combination of heart, all the other organs, and
So the second reason it took so long to get back to blogging is after little Remy was born, we spent an extra 4 days in the hospital. You see, Remy had jaundice. This isn’t entirely uncommon (apparently). The pediatrician explained that it takes a few days for the liver to “boot up” in a newborn, and sometimes can struggle to keep up with dead red blood cells. This was exasperated by the fact I have a different blood type. This difference in blood types meant Remy’s body was attacking my blood still in his system. You know, all that blood I had been passing over to him through the placenta for the past nine months. NOW he hates it. Ingrate. As HIS blood production and liver are just booting up, they were fighting a war of attrition. He WOULD win (eventually) but prolonged high levels of bilirubin (the toxic stuff causing the jaundice) could cause brain damage. YIKES. So
There are several reasons this post has taken more than a minute. My son, Remy, was born April 5th at 9:42pm. Woot! Fair warning – I am going to talk about medical stuff that is kind of gross to some people. If you don’t like knowing the details of medical procedures, reactions to such procedures, and the details of childbirth – skip the rest of this post. This is your “spoiler” warning (or trigger warning). I had a routine doctor’s appointment on the 4th – my wedding anniversary no less – and my blood pressure was high. It had been creeping up over the past few weeks, but it finally hit the threshold where the doctor was “concerned.” When I arrived at the doctor’s office it was something like 147/82. This isn’t “oh my god she’s dying” level, but since “good” blood pressure is the 110’s/60s (naturally I tend to run ~116-122/~65), this IS high. So the doctor wanted to
I have been in the 3rd trimester awhile now, but it finally “got interesting” (which isn’t a good thing in pregnancy). We were doing great until about two weeks ago when my blood pressure spiked. I won’t say there wasn’t a catalyst (there was), but it also wasn’t entirely without merit. The doctor has been aware I was at risk of my BP going up from the beginning. Between my asthma and starting out overweight – the fact I made it to week 36 without spikes or increases was awesome. So I borrowed an at-home BP monitor from my parents and started taking data. Never let a nerd collect their own data unless you don’t mind them doing things like making a trendline. And seeing the trendline of my BP over the past 2 weeks…. doesn’t make me a happy camper. I mean, we are past the “oh god he’s not done yet” – this cookie is cooked. Now we
My goal for 2018 was to say “yes” to life. I think I succeeded in some ways and still fell down in others. But overall, I feel like 2018 was a “win” on this resolution. I didn’t write as much as I wanted. But I forgave myself that because I wasn’t prioritizing it over friends, family and work. I got a lot done that I didn’t expect to – including adopting a dog, getting pregnant, and starting a major home renovation project (and the stress that has introduced to my life). All of these were things my husband and I had sort of had circling, but we took the plunge on ALL of them in 2018. I had an incredibly stressful year at work and I feel like I came out on top of it. I made successes. I learned a LOT. I did a lot of growing and developing to be better for future projects and roles. I DID
I decided this weekend to play in Paint 3D. I am no graphic artist – this is NOT my forte, but I had fun.