So big fat blogging fail.
It's been a month since I last posted anything.
Work has been super busy. I went to DC at the end of March for our annual lobbying trip, and let's just say the federal government budget is extremely important to my organization and our members. So I've been wtaching the excitement over the federal shutdown with a lot of anxiety. Crisis averted, thankfully, but we still don't know what has actually been cut from our budget.
Last week was our state day at the capitol and three straight days of meetings.
And now I'm at home with food poisoning or a virus. Not sure. Charlotte had two straight days of, ahem, extremely explosive diaper blowouts. Both of them happened during naptime, getting stuff everywhere. Yesterday was so bad, I had to wash her bumper, her stuffed animals, and put Charlotte straight in the bathtub. But what Charlotte has (had?) is nothing compared to what hit me at 10PM last night. Every hour to two hours through the night I was throwing up. And I'm still feeling horrible this morning. I also look disturbing, like some kind of zombie, because all of the blood vessels around my eyes and mouth have burst, so I have red blotchy spots all over my face.
I just called the Kaiser advice nurse, giving her my symptoms and mentioning that we're leaving for Costa Rica on Wednesday. She asked, did you call the travel clinic? Um no, I wasn't aware I was supposed to. So she just sent a message to them, and they'll go over CDC recommendations. As if I could drive anywhere right now. Uggh.
If I can just get to the point of keeping some food down, I might actually get some packing done. We fly first to San Diego to drop Charlotte off with my parents (who can't contain their excitement) and then fly out the next day to Costa Rica! We have a few things planned -- scuba diving, drinks with paper umbrellas, zip lining, checking out monkeys and sloths and all amazing creatures. I. Can't. Wait.
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Moving on to asking for your advice.
Charlotte has hit the terrible twos early. She has tantrums over such silly things. On Thursday, I couldn't pick her up because of meetings that went past 5 o'clock. I called Chris on the way home and asked what he wanted for dinner, and his tone was of sheer frustration. Apparently, Charlotte had been crying for the past hour because he made her leave her sippy cup at daycare. She calmed down once I got home, but then when I told her that it was bath night, she lost it again. (We've started Parent and Child swim classes and she loves them. I've told her that the pool is like a big bathtub). Needless to say, she was extremely disappointed that our bathtub was not the pool, and refused to go in. When I made her, she then threw a tantrum when I took her out of the tub. Oy!
This may come as a shock, but apparently you can't rationalize with an almost two year old!
Does anyone have any books or suggestions about how to help with these tantrums? Charlotte calms down as soon as we give her what she wants, but we can't just give her everything she wants, for obvious reasons.
Anyway, time to take a nap. I barely slept at all last night.
Will plan to post with a report on all the fun things Charlotte will be doing with her grandparents, and all the fun things we'll be doing!
