single mom update

Last day as a single mom. whew.

When I dropped the boy off at day care (at 8:20, not the 7:45 I had envisioned), he had a poopy diaper. I felt bad and changed him myself – it was a deluxe-special-double-whammy diaper.

He had a few unexplained scratches on his face. This happened this morning. I have no idea how, he was with me from the moment he woke up. I’m sure Lois’ parents will make a huge deal out of it when they pick him up this afternoon.

He didn’t eat too much breakfast. He woke up late and it was a miracle I fed him at all.

His clothes were too big, but at least they were clean. (Der*k Jet*r t-shirt that we got this weekend without Momma L’s permission. Maybe she won’t notice.)

I forgot to bring a new supply of diapers and wipes.

I forgot the day care check.

I didn’t make myself coffee at home so I had to stop for DD.

I forgot to make myself a sandwich.

But I did get to work at 9:10, only 40 minutes late.

I pick up Lois and her posse from the airport at 9:30 tonight. Damn I miss her.

my wife left me

okay. okay. it’s just for a few days.

Melodrama aside, it’s not easy.

Lois, Laura and Deana are all in sunny Florida at my parents’ condo. And I thoroughly appreciate how much Lois does on a daily basis.

Before she left on Thursday, Lois left pre-made mashed potatoes, corn and “ready-to-grill” baby back ribs for me to make for dinner that night. How spoiled am I?

I’m not totally incompetent. I did survive many years as a single person cooking my own food and doing my own laundry. But Lois has it all “down.”

She was amazed that I made it to day care with Andrew at 8:15 on Friday morning. Lois usually doesn’t make it to day care until 9:15. And Andrew was fed, the house was clean, I was showed and on my way to work. Lois called me from Florida (Suz ran into me at day care and reported in) and said I was trying to make her look bad.

What she doesn’t know is how utterly chaotic my morning was. Andrew usually wakes up at 7:30 am and we are both showered and dressed by then. He woke up and started screaming the second I turned on the shower at 6 am. So, I had to somehow find something to entertain him long enough for me to shower. Bringing the vacuum cleaner into the bathroom and letting him play with that did the trick. That and letting him play with some pill bottles . (I am kidding….about the vacuum part)

Then, I had to take Lois’ car in the morning. I had 6 bags on one shoulder and Andrew under my other arm, opened the car door and noticed that something was missing.

A car seat. Getting a child like Andrew to stay still while you try to install a car seat is not an easy feat. He did wander out into the parking lot for a few seconds before I got smart and put him into the front seat and let him play with the steering wheel.

Long story short, Andrew is okay but I’m definitely not an expert mommy by any stretch. Plus, I am cheating. Marlis has been with me. Plus, we (Marlis and I and the boys) drove up to my parents’ house Friday night and have had the help of Grandma and Grandpa.

I think I’m managing okay. But I CAN’T WAIT for the wife to get home. We definitely balance each other out. I am better at a few things than her and she is better than me at everything else.

Hope everyone has as great a weekend as we are having! All 5 of my parents’ grandchildren (all boys!!!) are hanging out at their house this weekend! I think the are more exhausted than I am!

Lois is arriving home in T-minus 24 hours and counting…

GO UCONN WOMEN!!!

Easter blur

Andrew hasn’t had an “episode” since last Monday. We never made an appointment with the gastroenterologist and we never changed his diet or milk intake. Not that we were trying to torture him, but we were going to eliminate things one at a time to narrow down the problem. So, we do feel a little silly as we realize that he probably just had gas bubbles or something left over from his stomach bug.

I thank everyone for their advice, experience and well wishes. It’s so terrifying to see your child in pain and feel so incredibly helpless.

He’s completely back to normal, or so it seems. Easter weekend was a blur and I will have to get pictures from other people because I was a bad photo-mom.

We’ve been a little busy lately. Marlis and the E-man are here from Norway (I will post a pic later) and Lois will be leaving for a 4-day Florida getaway on Thurs. This will be my first time alone with the boy for more than a day. Thankfully, Marlis is here so we should all get through it.

As for my celebrity status, I did end up with a blurb in our state law tribune and have been getting smartass requests for autographs in the office.  And while I hate looking at myself in photos or on camera, I was truly looking forward to seeing my news clips. However, less than 48 hours after my televised coming out party, our DVR box went on the fritz. I never saw the broadcasts, so I don’t even know if I looked like an ass or not. Maybe I’ll try to get copies from the networks. I also need to call the damn cable company and rant about how I can’t watch college basketball (GO UCONN WOMEN!!) and record Ame*rican Idol at the same time. dammit.

Here’s 2 quick videos of the half-naked boy.

Can you tell why we actually worried that his belly was distended when we were trying to figure out what was wrong with him?

8 yrs (4 yrs)

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Today marks 8 years together!! And our 4 yr anniversary of our illegal New York wedding!

I know I’ve said before how wonderful my wife is, but I want to say it over and over again. I know how lucky I am.

We have something great and I am so blessed!

Happy Anniversary babe!

I love you…

More.

my new celebrity status

Andrew didn’t have an “episode” yesterday nor did he have any issues today, but the pediatrician recommended seeing a gastroenterologist. The gastro doc will most likely do allergy tests, so maybe some answers can be found. We’re scheduling the appointment but hoping at the same time that the boy doesn’t have another problem. Lois really thinks it’s a passing thing. Maybe this will all end up being some gas issue. Who the hell knows. I’m just praying that he doesn’t have another fit.

In other news…we have 2 Norwegians in our house! We arrived home last night before midnight (one adult and one adorable-as-hell 2 month old). We have a fridge full of Norwegian chocolate and cheese (the best on earth!)

In my news, in addition to the whole hospital thing, I had a very eventful Monday.

I did go up to the state legislative building to give my “personal testimony” in support of a current bill in front of the judiciary committee. Our purpose for being there was more to get the point across that nothing is equal until we have “marriage.”

The opposition got wind of our attendance at the public hearing, so they were out in full force. Plus, a major gun control bill was being discussed (this made for some fodder in our group – the gays and guns at the capitol!). Needless to say, a regular everyday public hearing was PACKED.

For some reason, I was picked to go first. I was absolutely mortified. Somehow, I got through it and didn’t completely embarass myself.

However, going first brings on the reporters.  News channels want to get their interviews and go home. The public hearing was probably going to last into midnight and no one wanted to stick around.

I ended up on 2 separate evening news reports (haven’t seen them yet but they are DVR’d) and 3 different newspapers.  (I did see a brief soundless clip of myself on the F*x news channel as I was sitting in the Y*ale ER on Monday night but I didn’t hear how I sounded. And seeing myself on TV only added to my desire to lose another 30 lbs ASAP)

If I do get links to the stories, I may post them but with password protection since they will have my full name and town.

Here is my testimony, for anyone who is interested:

Thank you Senator McDonald, Representative Lawlor and honorable members of the Judiciary Committee.

My name is Holly ****. I am a resident of **** and an attorney at ***** in *****. My partner, Lois and I have been together for 8 years and entered into a civil union in October 2005.

Since the date of our civil union, we have definitely had instances of confusion and frustration as we have had to explain to people what benefits our civil union status should provide us. The most prominent moment forever in our memory involves the birth of our son. In February 2007, Lois gave birth to our son, Andrew, at a mid-sized Connecticut hospital.

Prior to our arrival at our selected hospital for his delivery, we had spoken with the hospital registrar and explained that we had a civil union. We were assured that we would have no problems including my name on the birth certificate.

Needless to say, after the birth of our son, as we were being swarmed by family members and trying to handle all of the emotions of first time parents, we hit a snag when we asked the nurses for a civil union birth certificate worksheet.

The hospital registrar with whom we had spoken was unavailable and none of the nurses on duty had ever heard of such a document. The nurses were always very accommodating and very apologetic that they could not help us.

I made a call to the state Department of P*blic Health and was launched into a confusing and frustrating conversation with the person at the other end of the line who also had no idea what I was talking about. After some time, I was able to leave a voicemail message for a supervisor at the department, at the completion of which I called our attorney for guidance. Fortunately, the supervisor I had reached returned my call promptly and was not only helpful but was apologetic and even congratulatory about our new arrival.

A few hours later, we were met with another issue with the hospital social worker. She starting asking Lois the usual questions for new mothers before she switched to a dialogue about how she must talk about certain things with Lois because she “is a single mom.” We both quickly responded saying that she was in fact not a single mom, but we were both parents. The social worker was adamant, telling us ad nauseum that “under the laws of the State of Connecticut, Lois is a single mother” and that she was to be treated as one. We could not convince her otherwise. By the time the session had ended, we were both emotionally exhausted.

Having a child is the single most amazing thing that has ever happened in our lives. It was a magical and emotional experience that we will never forget. Unfortunately, we felt frustrated by the constant battles that we felt we had to fight during our hospital stay, solely because of our legal status as a couple not being understood.

I understand that not every person we encounter will be fully informed or educated on the legal aspects of civil unions. We are currently living with that reality. However, it is something that a married couple never needs to stop and explain. When we speak with attorneys, financial advisors, banking professionals, doctors/nurses or any other general personal service professionals, we must stop and explain what a civil union is and what it means. At work, social events, cocktail parties or in general everyday life situations, when someone asks if we are married, we must explain why our answer is not simply “yes.”

No married couples who have committed themselves in the same way as we have will need to explain what their relationship means. No other married couple will need to call ahead, explain their situation, repeatedly ask for someone who might be knowledgeable to help and need to repeatedly stand their ground to convince someone of their relationship status.

It will not matter how informed people are in the long run, civil unions will always be considered less than marriage.

Thank you for your time and attention.

I decided that it is hard to write something that you are going to give as a speech. Lawyers aren’t good at that. We like using more words than necessary in written form.

late night, no answers

Thank you everyone for your concern. We are all tired and still frustrated that we don’t know what is going on with our little boy.

Andrew had another “fit” in day care yesterday and they called after he had been at it for 45 minutes. This one lasted for almost 2 hours.

It’s hard to explain, but are just convinced it’s not a temper tantrum. We have a very vocal and demanding child. He has tantrums every day, sometime several times a day. He will cry, ball up his fists, throw himself backwards and roll around on the floor or throw himself on his belly, etc. His tantrums last minutes, not hours. And he can usually bring him out of a tantrum by doing something he likes (i.e. going outside, letting him play with something you never touch, etc.)

This is so different. He is definitely in pain. We will never forget his fit on Sunday when he was in the car, going into the second hour of complete screaming and flailing. We got him into the car seat and Lois sat next to him as we drove to the ER.

He was grabbing at her shirt and his eyes were pleading for her to make whatever hurt stop.

Day care knows how he is. This is the second time they’d heard him like this and they were very alarmed.

We decided to take him back to our pediatrician yesterday and talk about what could possibly be wrong. He’s had about 7 of these “fits” in the past 2 weeks. They all started at the end of his 24 hour stomach bug. And they have been inconsistent and spread out. Yet, in 48 hours on Sunday and Monday, he had 3 fits lasting well over an hour each.

We emailed the video to the pediatrician and apparently everyone in the office saw it. Yes, something was wrong. We are not completely crazy and neurotic.

The tough thing is that he is fine in every other way. No problems in the urine, no blood in his stool, he’s pooping and peeing fine, eating well, sleeping well, etc. They were a little alarmed that he lost weight between the last visit and now, but he is very active and he does poop 3-4 times a day.

After checking everything out, the pediatrician mentioned intussusception. We had heard this word from my BFF Nurse J a few times. “Just take him in and have them rule it out.” She told us. The ER doc on Sunday almost laughed at us saying he didn’t have many of the symptoms.

Our pediatrician was very concerned. After some dialog and several phone calls to radiologists, she sent us to the children’s hospital at Ya*le. They had us go through the ER so that the Ya*le pediatricians can come to their own diagnosis.

We got down to Ya*le around 6:30 pm and checked in. After sitting with the triage nurse, we were informed that since he didn’t seem to have anything wrong with him, it would be a wait. Every hour on the hour, Lois and I rechecked why we were there. The pleading in his eyes, the screaming fits, the pain he must be in when it happens, the possible prognosis being a scary one. We needed to stick it out and find out what was wrong.

After over 5 hours, we did get to see a doctor. By midnight, we got into an ultrasound. By 1:45 am, we were back in the car driving home with no answers.

Nothing came up on the ultrasound. Which is great news. He doesn’t have intussusception. Or maybe he could. The ER doc told us that sometimes it doesn’t show up on an ultrasound unless he is having an episode while he is being ultrasound-ed. sigh.

So, we made the drive home realizing that it was between 1:30 and 2:30 am on St. P*trick’s Day and probably every car on the road must have had at least one celebratory drink.

It could be intussusception. But probably not.

Now, we move onto other possibilities. Reflux? Milk allergy? Some other gastro- problem.
I am going to talk to the pediatrician again today. In the meantime, Lois and I have decided to journal EVERYTHING. What he eats, when he eats, when and what he poops, etc. Maybe something will show up as a pattern.

Maybe, just maybe, these fits are over. Maybe he is working it out himself.

After doctors visits and now two separate hospital visits, we feel foolish. But every single person who knows our kid has been completely alarmed about these “fits.”

We are going to stay proactive and just trust our instincts that when this is happening, something is wrong. We question ourselves when he is getting poked and prodded and just getting annoyed with everyone who is poking at him. We question why we are putting him through this.

We’ll see what this week brings.

are we totally neurotic!?!?!

We spent 2 hours in the emergency room today and left with no resolution and little comfort. Here’s the whole story.

Two weeks ago to the day, Andrew had this complete screaming fit. Aunt Laura was here to witness it and we were all very nervous but he had terrible diaper rash and had diarrhea all day, so we figured it was all related. He screamed and thrashed himself around for about 30 minutes, but once the Tyl*enol set in, he was fine.

Two days later (3/4), Lois’ mother had him when he had another fit. She had never called us before and she was panicked. I left work early and we all met at the pediatrician’s office. He, of course, was not crying by the time he got to the doctor.

The pediatrician checked him from head to toe and was pretty confident he was having gas. (I did post about this briefly). We did a “poop smear” test the next day to check for any blood in his stool but it was negative.

The very next day, he had another one. Screaming bloody murder, throwing himself around, totally and completely inconsolable. We called the doctor’s office. The nurse suggested giving him a warm bath, if it was gas, he would calm down. We gave him gas drops and a warm bath and he was fine.

4 days went by before he had another one, we continued with the gas drops and a bath and he calmed down.

A few more days went by and on Tuesday (3/11), he had 2 major ones in one day. The first one lasted almost 1.5 hours. Lois left the grocery store with him, drove 20 minutes to pick up K*n from day care, Andrew screamed bloody-flippin-murder the entire time. The day care staff were all nervous that something was terribly wrong. K*n’s mom, Suz, heard him 2x that day and was sure something was wrong. D (who has 4 kids of her own) told Lois to tape his episodes to show the doctor what he is doing.

He’s been fine since Tuesday. Until today.

This afternoon, he had 2 major ones. We taped a few seconds of the first one to show the doctor. This was after about 30 minutes, after we had walked around with him, tried to give him a binky, a bottle, took him outside, showed him the dog, switched him back and forth between both of us over and over again. Sat down. Stood up. We tried everything.

We had the open house today, so we were hanging out at Laura’s with the girls. When we tried to leave, the second “attack” started. We got nervous and halfway home, we decided to go to the ER and have the girls’ mom pick them up there.

He screamed the entire time the triage nurses were trying to check his stats and one of the nurses seemed really nervous.

Of course, by the time we got in to see the doctor, he was mr. happy child and everything was okay. My BFF (Nurse J) assured me over the phone that I was not overly neurotic (she heard his cries) and that we should try to get an x-ray for peace of mind.

The doctor (a pediatric physician’s assistant) checked his belly, his ears, etc. and said they had no reason to do any tests, he seemed fine. She advised us that he had a molar coming in and that was most likely the cause.

This is his third molar coming in, so I’m pretty sure that teething is not the problem.

But his belly isn’t hard, he is pooping normally so he doesn’t seem to have a blockage or anything. He is eating normal. He doesn’t have a fever. He doesn’t cry when he pees (we know this because he ran off without a diaper on last night and 5 seconds later peed all over his rug. He didn’t cry when he peed, he was actually quite proud of himself)

We have no idea what is wrong. The pediatrician tells us its gas and the ER tells us its his teeth. We feel like assholes for dragging this kid around.

But when I look back at this video, I don’t feel like we are totally nuts.

In the car today, when we decided to go to the hospital, he was looking at Lois as he was screaming and just grabbing at her shirt like “help me!” And we were so freaking helpless.

The timing is inconsistent. It’s always been in the afternoon or evening but sometimes it’s 2 times a day, then nothing for 4-5 days. It’s probably happened 8 times in 14 days.

He has never done this before. When he was 2 months old and gassy/colicky/refluxy, he had similar fits, but the kid is 13 months old. He shouldn’t be having so many gas issues, right?!?!

We haven’t been changing his food. He’s been on whole milk for over 2 months (could it be a milk allergy?!!?)

Our friend D wants us to make an appt. with the pediatrician for Tues. and bring the video with us. Maybe we can just have an ultrasound done or something?!?!!?

ugh. This poor child. We don’t want something to be wrong with him other than gas or teething, but we’re are just not sure that we are buying the answers we’ve been given so far. And we are so exhausted.
Any advice or comments are greatly appreciated.

In other news, we had our open house today on our condo and not one person showed up.

And I have prepared my “personal testimony” for the state judiciary committee tomorrow and I’m taking most of the day off work to go up to H*rtford to do this. Now, I find out that there may be press there and my story may be really good for the media. I am all of a sudden nervous as hell.

And Marlis comes in from Norway on Tues. night.

And I am about 15 hours behind in my hours this month at work.

I don’t think this is going to be a night (or week) with much sleep.

I just hope my poor boy is okay.

Holly-bits

I am struggling from a total and complete lack of focus. I need to get my act in gear on so many levels. Here are a few things from my head today:  

  • If I had $5000, I would not blow it on a high-end prostitute (like the governor of my former state of residence for those of you who have been living under a rock). And what the hell could you get for that kind of money?!?!?
  • There is a possibility that I might be giving testimony on Monday at the state legislature regarding the most recent act regarding civil unions. It is to iron out any complications that couples have had since the civil union law was enacted.
  • I love my civ*c hybr*id and even talked my brother-in-law into buying one. My sister told me yesterday that he likes it, but he wants to buy a bumper sticker for it that says “I’m not a Liberal, I’m just cheap.”
  • A certain Norwegian named Marlis will be landing in NYC in less than 7 days with her baby boy. We are so excited!!
  • We are having another open house this Sunday. We paid our contractor friend too much money to put in attic pull-down stairs over 18 months ago. The stairs are in but he never finished the job. I’m done with the pestering and actually considering doing it myself. Molding, a circular saw, some nails and some paint. That’s all I need, right?!?! (If I do this, I promise to provide pictures)
  • I started we*ight watchers again. I’m treating this week as Week 1. Here we go again. Although the running program isn’t really working for me since I overdid it the first week and ended up taking a week off. Then the time change screwed me up for a few days. Today, I am so crampy and bloated, there was no way I’m getting on the damn treadmill. I think I need to work on my motivation again. BTW - treadmills are so F-ing boring.
  • Since I have all of the free time in the world (yeah, right), I’ve decided to try f*acebook and get myself completely addicted.
  • No matter your side of the democratic nod, you should read this article  – plus Quindlan is one of my favorite authors.
  • I am very under my billable hours for the month (hell, the year too) but it’s hard to be motivated. I’m digging the corporate gig, but I haven’t found a grove yet to be totally organized with my time as I am going back and forth from one place to the other.

Drew-bits

I think I’ve told everyone about how busy our boy is.

We love how he is our 100%, spirited child. He is definitely not a boring kid.

Something we have realized about him is that he is a social kid. So much so that he thrives on being around people. He will cling to you when you are in the house alone with him (so damn clingy) but if you put him down at the grocery store, he will run around greeting everyone and race for the doors.

He is also ingenuitive. I would love to brag about how incredibly brilliant our kid is, but his talents are amazingly frustrating.

Here are some more tidbits about our little 13 month old boy.

1. He has broken the lock on the lazy susan in the kitchen and knows that he can now open it any time he wants.

2. We have not put child locks on all of the kitchen drawers because we are trying to move and I don’t want to drill any more holes in things. So, there is one drawer he can reach and we have put all plastic, dull, non-life-threatening items in there. He loves opening this drawer and throwing everything in it over his shoulder onto the floor without even pausing to see what he’s throwing. He never seems to tire of this game.

3. He has learned to flush the toilet and wants to do it over and over again.

4. He has learned that he can take the child lock off the toilet. On the same note, we have now had our “aw shit, he threw [something] in the toilet” incident.

5. He likes throwing things away in the garbage. It is a very good thing that he cannot open the garbage without a supervising adult.

6. He doesn’t like playing with “approved” toys, only “off limit” toys. Example: the carbon monoxide detector. He does not like it when you give him a dead cell phone or a useless remote control, only the working ones will do. And, I took some toys out of his room THAT HE HADN’T TOUCHED IN OVER 6 MONTHS and put them in his closet. He now only wants the toys in the closet.

7. If we like that he has made some improvement on something, he then decides to stop doing it. (He said “car” several times, used to clap hands, etc. but refuses to do so now)

8. He will not let you enter or leave the garage unless he gets to hit the opener button.

9. He’s a climber. (No shit, like we didn’t see that coming)

10. Any toy that has a bucket or hole, he will find another toy to shove in there.

11. He has this toy and learned on day one that you don’t need to put the ball through the hoop to make noise, you can just keep pressing the button inside the hoop. It’s must easier that way.

12. He still doesn’t not know that the word “no” has any meaning whatsoever and he is always shocked when he gets his fingers caught in things.

13. He gets very mad when he cannot open a door. And he can pretty much open ANYTHING, if not with his hands, then with his teeth.

14. He can now reach the counters and the kitchen table and we must be 100% aware of all objects we place within grabbing distance of the edge (Momma Loey learned her lesson after leaving a roast beef sandwich on the edge of the table)

15. He decides when and what he will retain, when and if he decides to retain it. i.e. “where’s your nose” or peek-a-boo cannot be retained but he has room in that head of his to mimic blowing raspberries.

16. We have made no progress at all on the speaking thing. However, he communicates very well. He points to you, says “eh”, points to the thing he wants you to do, says “eh” and you get the point (Mommy, push me on my truck. Mommy, take me on the stairs. Mommy, give me that remote, not the lame one. Etc.)

17. He knows what person will get him what he wants. If Mema (Lois’ mother) is around, he knows he can get her to do anything. If she’s not around and Lois and I aren’t working for him, he will then try Aunt Laura. She’s usually a sucker. ;-)

18. Playing with toys does not mean actually playing with toys. It means you take every item out of your toy bag and put it somewhere in the living room. When you have removed all toys from the bag, you don’t play with any of them, you step over them and go into the kitchen to pull everything out of that drawer.

19. He has pretty much mastered walking – standing, squatting, pivoting, not using walls to stand up, walking backwards (he started the backwards thing this weekend) – however, one concept of walking he has a big problem with is that walking on top of your toys may throw your balance off.

20. He loves wooden puzzles, but only the taking the pieces out part. Putting them back in is so lame and time consuming, mommy.

21. He loves brushing his teeth, but it becomes a battle. We sit him on the counter and let him brush his own teeth with water. This involves turning on the faucet 20-30 times to rewet the brush and when you are tired of this game and declare it over, a back arching fit will ensue.

22. Banging is tons of fun. The louder the item the better. He can’t understand why he can’t bang metal on the hardwood floors.

23. The entire purpose of the ball pit is to get as many balls outside the pit as possible.

24. He loves chaos and noise. Even when he’s not playing with this annoying toy, he just likes hitting the button for the background noise.  

I’m sure there are 100 other things I could list, but I am supposed to be working. (Just keep billing, just keep billing)

All in all, he keeps us on our toes. But he is a charming, amazing little boy. I wouldn’t trade him in for a wallflower-type child in a million years.

the first quad

We figure that Andrew will be on quads a lot growing up. His Pop-Pop already has one ready for him when he’s 8. And Aunt Laura got this one for him for his baby shower.

I’ll bet not too many mommies-to-be get mini ATVs for shower gifts! Not everyone has a super cool Aunt Laura. Plus a certain special aunt is already scoping out tag sales and Cr*ig’s list for the next size up quad.

Andrew quad

He’s a natural on the thing. And we’ve determined that he will definitely need a helmet!

Here’s a video of Andrew’s first night with the quad.

How cool is this!!?!?!

And believe it or not, he’s already mastered climbing on and off of it.
We’re not sure if the next lesson will involve holding the button down for more than a second or if we should focus on steering.

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