What a week, yo
Oh, dudes.
Monday we had an appointment at the orthodontist to iron out the girl child's treatment plan (after having JUST been there on Friday to get the boy child's impressions made, oy). Turns out that since she has no more baby teeth left to lose, treatment could proceed immediately, which somehow translated into her getting her top braces on TUESDAY, i.e., the very next day, and that is how my week started: with my very dramatic, sensitive pre-teen girl child having huge metal appliances glued to her teeth.
She is really good at getting actual procedures done, she just falls apart AFTERWARDS. Violently, and in a prolonged manner. She actually reacted to the whole thing much better than I feared she would, but still, for a while there I was beginning to entertain thoughts of MOVING OUT OF MY OWN HOUSE. For the next two years, which is when she gets them removed.
But first she has to get her BOTTOM braces, in a few months from now, which is right about the time the boy will be having SCREWS DRILLED INTO HIS FACE, and speaking of the boy, he gets his braces (top AND bottom) one week from today. That's right, my Asperger son with the extreme sensory processing issues is getting huge metal appliances glued to HIS teeth next week.
You can pretty much see how the rest of my summer is going to go, right?
Meanwhile the boy has new glasses, I have new glasses on order but they haven't come in yet, and the girl may or may not need vision therapy. One doctor thinks she needs it, another doctor does not believe in it AT ALL, and OMG WTF?! Why do my kids have all the weird issues that require the weird therapies that are really expensive and not covered by insurance? WHY? Argh.
So yes, I have been consoling myself with rather a lot of retail therapy this week. Exotic chocolates from Whole Foods (that bacon bar is SERIOUSLY awesome, y'all), cheap books from HPB and my favorite top-secret thrift shop, a variety of junky snacks that I really shouldn't be eating, the list goes on. And today I plan to spend $5 in gas to drive to IKEA and buy a $2 watering can. Because THAT'S HOW I ROLL, a'ight?
The Badger children are immersed in a summer-long bedroom de-junking session, the culmination of which will be re-painting and re-decorating their rooms, so I am taking the girl child with me to IKEA to let her drool over all the shelves and desks and rugs and lamps that we'll probably end up not buying her. The boy was invited too, but he had such a colossal meltdown over today's room-cleaning session that I have threatened to leave his ass home. I am in NO MOOD, people.
In other news, the baby jacket is finished.
As is the bonnet.
The picots look like ass, but overall I think they turned out okay. I modified the sleeves to be shorter since they're for a summer baby and all.
Once I've wrapped them, the mother-to-be has my permission to give birth. I'm sure she'll be relieved to hear it.
Monday we had an appointment at the orthodontist to iron out the girl child's treatment plan (after having JUST been there on Friday to get the boy child's impressions made, oy). Turns out that since she has no more baby teeth left to lose, treatment could proceed immediately, which somehow translated into her getting her top braces on TUESDAY, i.e., the very next day, and that is how my week started: with my very dramatic, sensitive pre-teen girl child having huge metal appliances glued to her teeth.
She is really good at getting actual procedures done, she just falls apart AFTERWARDS. Violently, and in a prolonged manner. She actually reacted to the whole thing much better than I feared she would, but still, for a while there I was beginning to entertain thoughts of MOVING OUT OF MY OWN HOUSE. For the next two years, which is when she gets them removed.
But first she has to get her BOTTOM braces, in a few months from now, which is right about the time the boy will be having SCREWS DRILLED INTO HIS FACE, and speaking of the boy, he gets his braces (top AND bottom) one week from today. That's right, my Asperger son with the extreme sensory processing issues is getting huge metal appliances glued to HIS teeth next week.
You can pretty much see how the rest of my summer is going to go, right?
Meanwhile the boy has new glasses, I have new glasses on order but they haven't come in yet, and the girl may or may not need vision therapy. One doctor thinks she needs it, another doctor does not believe in it AT ALL, and OMG WTF?! Why do my kids have all the weird issues that require the weird therapies that are really expensive and not covered by insurance? WHY? Argh.
So yes, I have been consoling myself with rather a lot of retail therapy this week. Exotic chocolates from Whole Foods (that bacon bar is SERIOUSLY awesome, y'all), cheap books from HPB and my favorite top-secret thrift shop, a variety of junky snacks that I really shouldn't be eating, the list goes on. And today I plan to spend $5 in gas to drive to IKEA and buy a $2 watering can. Because THAT'S HOW I ROLL, a'ight?
The Badger children are immersed in a summer-long bedroom de-junking session, the culmination of which will be re-painting and re-decorating their rooms, so I am taking the girl child with me to IKEA to let her drool over all the shelves and desks and rugs and lamps that we'll probably end up not buying her. The boy was invited too, but he had such a colossal meltdown over today's room-cleaning session that I have threatened to leave his ass home. I am in NO MOOD, people.
In other news, the baby jacket is finished.
As is the bonnet.
The picots look like ass, but overall I think they turned out okay. I modified the sleeves to be shorter since they're for a summer baby and all.
Once I've wrapped them, the mother-to-be has my permission to give birth. I'm sure she'll be relieved to hear it.
Labels: can I come live with you for a couple of years, please
posted by Badger at 12:11 PM
14 Comments:
I suggest upping your RDA of Vespas.
-J.
I'm not even going into the braces-horrible mouth problems-far sighted-crossed eye thing, except to say it cost me an arm AND a leg for my kids.
And? The sweater and cap are beautiful.
Aren't you glad they're not for your own baby? Hmm?
The baby jacket & bonnet are gorgeous. Mommy-to-be and baby are lucky folks :)
I had eyeglasses & braces as a child. I HATED the braces (wore 'em for SIX years!!!), but never really minded the glasses.
I'm off to Whole Foods to get that bacon bar.
Aw, you can come live with me for 2years! Of course, it wouldn't provide much of an escape from the world of children with sensory issues.
And I'll have you know, you gave me tacit permission to buy myself a rather large chocolate bar today, just for being me.
I'm going out and getting sushi AND a big-ass chocolate bar in sympathy. You've had a bad toothy week. You and Lemony Sarah can compare notes later.
My unique child gets knocked out for dental work. He goes all SuperHuman Strength on the staff. Since they all decided that knock out was the better way, he only goes superhuman on me when he comes out of anesthesia.
Did we put our parents through all this shit?! How come we get all the fun?!
My 12-yr-old dd gets braces on Monday morning. I'm stocking up on foods like yogurts, soups, mashed potatoes, and ice cream and lots of advil. I'm not sure which one of us is going to need the advil more. She's tough; I'm a wimp.
I had no idea that you were actually living my life for me. I feel like I wrote this fucking post. (Minus the bacon-bar cuz... ewww.)
Our commonalities:
Kid who needs MORE than braces - CHECK!
Aspie kid - CHECK!
One kid blind as bat - CHECK!
Other kid had eye surgery (after the vision therapy debate) - CHECK!
Summer De-Cluttering mission (so we can swap their rooms and paint) - CHECK!
Kid who has OCD meltdowns due to room cleaning and throwing out ANYTHING - CHECK!
Oh... and I need a new watering can. Mine cracked and I have been slacking on the Miracle Grow because of it. My IKEA is about $5 worth of gas away. A $2 watering can may be worth the trip.
See? I don't NEED to update my blog. I'll just point my neglected readers your way. Same shit, different state.
Like Ann Arbor? You can kick 24 out of his room, yo.
Your work is Gawrjuss! We kept shopping orthos until we found one who said we should wait. I figured the one who wasn't in a hurry to get our money was the most trustworthy. It also realy helped to wait given the autism issues. Girlchild still has to wear dark sunglasses and be plugged into gameboy thingies with earphones to sit through dental exams w/o a meltdown. We'll see how she copes with her braces next year.
Good lord, that bonnet nearly made me send Fixit to get un-vasectomised.
Oh DUDE - you are living my future. Oscar + braces = OMFREAKINGG
The sweater and bonnet? ADORABLE! I love them!
My utter sympathy on the ortho stuff. Eric got his braces off FINALLY after, like, 5 years. Seriously. It was supposed to take 2 years and took 5. Paige could probably use them but still has baby teeth to lose (at almost 14 years old). I'm going to let her make the decision whether she wants braces because it's totally cosmetic in her case. Her teeth aren't perfect but they also aren't that bad.
I know our list has quieted down to pretty much total silence but I still keep up with you here -- I love your posts, girl!!
Hugs,
Wendi
Beautiful baby things! Have you already shared what pattern you used?
2 of the 6 don't need braces. We're keeping our fingers crossed on the next 4.
I have an extra twin bed in my third floor walk-up, no kids.
Beyoot baby clothes--awww!
I don't know what picots are but they look lovely. Really.
Sending you a quiet day--hopefully it won't get lost in the mail.
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