I've started the process of decluttering my mailbox, I decided tonight to start decluttering my inbox. I think from signing up for registries and coupons, I've ended up on 16 million email lists. With the iPhone, it's easier to just delete the emails when I receive them instead of unsubscribing. Which leaves my inbox at 384 new emails from the last 4 days. Seriously.
So tonight I took the time to sit down and viciously remove myself from email subscriptions. For example, a few months ago I was looking to order a pair of maternity scrubs online and wanted discounts. I signed up for the mailing list on a bunch of different sites to see which one sent me a better deal. But I never took the time to unsubscribe from any of them, more or less all of them like I should have. I tried to unsubscribe in the same fashion I clean out my closet. If I have not ordered from them in the last 6 months, they immediately were unsubscribed from.
But I also get email coupons for groceries, Costco, Children's Place, Target, etc. Places that I sometimes do need coupons and I don't want to miss out on those. But I don't need to read the emails every day...just when I'm going to get Ali a new hat or something. With gmail, I was able to create filters for incoming mail so that certain senders completely skip my inbox and go directly into other folders, such as 'Deals/Target' or 'Deals/Coupons'. I also get emails from Babycenter.com and Gerber.com with valuable child raising info. These are now sent directly into a folder 'Baby'. Now my phone won't alert me that I have new mail when I receive things from them, but once a day or so I can go into the folders and see if there's anything interesting. Another one I get is a million pizza offers. So now there is a folder 'Pizza'. Again, I didn't want to unsubscribe because we like discounts on pizza!
It's been a little over an hour and my inbox is down to 92. I still have some more 'filtering' to set up, but for now my ankle hurts way too badly and I'm going to call it a night. Weaning down to one crutch is making my arm feel slightly better, but it's a lot of pressure on my ankle and wow does it hurt. Mom took Ali and I out tonight to dinner and I think that's about all I can handle. I was supposed to go to the zoo tomorrow with Dad and Ali but luckily I opted out. I thought I could handle it but then I remembered the ridiculous amount of stairs at Conseco. Now I'm really glad I did, there's no way I could handle it. And poor dad would have to cart around me AND Ali! JM most likely won't be back in time from Toledo, so Uncle Greggy is going in my place. I'm so excited for Ali...she's going to LOVE it!!!
Shan, JM & Ali's Life
What used to be known as The Wonderful World of Shan is now The Wonderful Life of Miss Ali Vi and family.
Friday, December 2, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Homefront update
We're surviving!!! JM has really stepped it up the last week or so and the house is being run almost as smoothly as if it were me ;-) The only problem has been when he's at work, but my parents have been a huge help during that time. My mom is taking Ali almost daily for playtime at the Y and she even spent the night one night when he was gone. My dad toted me to 3 doctors appointments in one day! They've been huge lifesavers. But when JM's home, he really seems to have it under control. Especially when he's home, we just want people to come over and visit. Give Ali and I a change of scenery! We're especially trying to take advantage of the days he is home to get Ali and I out of the house. Who cares if we have plenty of food in the freezer, let's go out to lunch! That food's for when we need help anyways, so why waste it on a lunch?!?
My sister- and brother- in-law were great when they were here on Saturday. Their girls entertained Ali and taught her how to use stickers. Siri did things like just saw the trash needed to go out and just did it. Brett noticed my toilet was running (that had been driving me nuts...I used the extent of my knowledge of jiggling the handle which didn't work) and just fixed it. There wasn't a whole "what can I do" or trying to butt it when I was trying to do things myself.
Especially with Ali. It's been almost 2 weeks since I've made her a meal or rocked her before bed or given her a nap or dressed her or even given her a bath. Since I've been feeling a little better the last couple of days I've tried to do these things myself. Granted, JM has to bring me Ali and her clothes, but it's giving me an opportunity to dress her. We had someone come over who tried to do those things claiming they never get to ...but thing is, I'm her mom and I haven't gotten to...and I get dibs. JM and I just wanted to scream 'let us do this'. It's frustrating enough to not be able to run your house and care for your daughter when those were your two major jobs. But then when someone comes in and tries to do the few things you can, or keeps trying to do things that don't necessarily need to be done, it makes it so much more frustrating. It makes me feel like people are noticing the house isn't perfectly clean. And it makes me feel like I'm falling behind and really stresses me out. If we're ok with how the house is, then let us live in our own little fantasy world!
I can tell Ali's bored at home. Her and I weren't social butterflies, but we did run errands and have playdates. Righrt now the Y is a saving grace for her. Someone offered to stay at our house the other day with her and I had to laugh. Poor thing needs out of the house as badly as I do!
She was having an issue in the tub. All of the sudden she wouldn't sit in it and would scream if you tried. We were only letting my mom or JM try to bathe her because of it. Not the time to introduce someone she's not comfortable with. So tonight we tried a few variations. We did bathtime about an hour earlier, thinking maybe she's just been too tired. Also, I started it. I got the water running and sat by the tub. She loves playing in the water so she came right in. I let her play leaning over the tub until she wanted to get in. Then I let her stand in the tub until she sat down herself. By the end, it was like old times. So it was either we were doing it too late and she was tired, or I'm usually the only one to give her a bath. It might have just been too many changes at once for her. She's been such a good sport and so accomodating with everything else, she's allowed a few breakdowns!
I haven't been able to fall asleep until about 2 every morning so I'm going to hit the hay. I think it's a combination of not being able to get comfortable and the addition of the iPhone. JM will be home all night so it's going to be a Unisom kind of night!
My sister- and brother- in-law were great when they were here on Saturday. Their girls entertained Ali and taught her how to use stickers. Siri did things like just saw the trash needed to go out and just did it. Brett noticed my toilet was running (that had been driving me nuts...I used the extent of my knowledge of jiggling the handle which didn't work) and just fixed it. There wasn't a whole "what can I do" or trying to butt it when I was trying to do things myself.
Especially with Ali. It's been almost 2 weeks since I've made her a meal or rocked her before bed or given her a nap or dressed her or even given her a bath. Since I've been feeling a little better the last couple of days I've tried to do these things myself. Granted, JM has to bring me Ali and her clothes, but it's giving me an opportunity to dress her. We had someone come over who tried to do those things claiming they never get to ...but thing is, I'm her mom and I haven't gotten to...and I get dibs. JM and I just wanted to scream 'let us do this'. It's frustrating enough to not be able to run your house and care for your daughter when those were your two major jobs. But then when someone comes in and tries to do the few things you can, or keeps trying to do things that don't necessarily need to be done, it makes it so much more frustrating. It makes me feel like people are noticing the house isn't perfectly clean. And it makes me feel like I'm falling behind and really stresses me out. If we're ok with how the house is, then let us live in our own little fantasy world!
I can tell Ali's bored at home. Her and I weren't social butterflies, but we did run errands and have playdates. Righrt now the Y is a saving grace for her. Someone offered to stay at our house the other day with her and I had to laugh. Poor thing needs out of the house as badly as I do!
She was having an issue in the tub. All of the sudden she wouldn't sit in it and would scream if you tried. We were only letting my mom or JM try to bathe her because of it. Not the time to introduce someone she's not comfortable with. So tonight we tried a few variations. We did bathtime about an hour earlier, thinking maybe she's just been too tired. Also, I started it. I got the water running and sat by the tub. She loves playing in the water so she came right in. I let her play leaning over the tub until she wanted to get in. Then I let her stand in the tub until she sat down herself. By the end, it was like old times. So it was either we were doing it too late and she was tired, or I'm usually the only one to give her a bath. It might have just been too many changes at once for her. She's been such a good sport and so accomodating with everything else, she's allowed a few breakdowns!
I haven't been able to fall asleep until about 2 every morning so I'm going to hit the hay. I think it's a combination of not being able to get comfortable and the addition of the iPhone. JM will be home all night so it's going to be a Unisom kind of night!
Clutter attack!
My life was fairly organized when I was single. Then I added JM into the mix and clutter began to creep in. He is quite the pack rat. He is also afraid to throw anything away that may at some point be important to me. That part is my fault...a few fits after throwing away my Bath and Body Works coupons and I create a monster. The clutter was starting to make it's way into my life but then we moved into the house and had lots of room and doors to shut when the clutter was too much.
Then Ali came and everything was turned upside down. Anything I try to organize is 'unorganized' the minute I turn to the next project and she tries to imitate Mommy. But I thought I was starting to get the hang of it until...
I went crash in a Walmart parking lot. Now I sit here all day and watch as the clutter piles up and threatens to overtake my existence. I had my house where at least I knew where things were. JM and my family, for the most part, know where I keep stuff or why I do the quirky things I do. Other people, who think they're helping, are putting things whereever they think make sense and totally unraveling all the routines and procedures I have in place. Also, I never realized I'm the only one who gets and goes through the mail. I keep reminding JM to get the mail and then I discovered our mail basket (it's been a few days since I've been in the kitchen) is overflowing onto the counter (which now means clutter on the counter!!!) and my OCD gets kicked into overdrive. I'm not blaming JM. By far, I know I'm the one who's made him afraid to throw out anything.
I'm also ordering more online at this time. I might not be able to drive, but my fingers can still type in http://www.6pm.com/ or http://www.amazon.com/! A few months ago I started boxing up all of Ali's old clothes and such (thinking we'd have a break in between kiddos). I was keeping every single box that came through our house so JM was under strict instructions not to throw away boxes. God love him, he is still so scared straight that as I'm sitting here now on my couch, there are 7 boxes in my view. Yep. 7 big old cardboard shipping boxes. Either empty or filled with the clutter from the dining room table that was thrown in before Thanksgiving dinner.
So I decided today I'm going to start my attack. My first order of business was to go through the insane amount of mail. I actually filled our indoor recycling bin. It was absolutely ridiculous. Catalogs and ads from stores I've never even heard of, more or less signed up for. I know Ali hasn't signed up for anything and she's suddenly getting American Girl magazines (which totally freak me out...dolls that look like you?!?).
I did some research and decided my first order of business is to declutter my mail. It's easy and I can do it sitting ;-) I found https://www.catalogchoice.org/. You put in your address and any names that appear on mail for your residence...even 'current residence'. Then you can either go through all the companies names or search for ones and it walks you through 'unsubscribing'. I took all the catalogs I don't want and looked them all up on the website and submitted forms for every single one. The website even generates a generic email address for you so that you aren't giving out your email address and possibly, accidentally, subscribing to something else. Then it gives you another little form to copy and insert explaining what you want cancelled. So easy! And I'm thinking this time of year is the perfect time to attack because every company and their mother is sending out catalogs for Christmas.
I haven't decided which decluttering I'm going to attack tomorrow, but I'll let you know.
Then Ali came and everything was turned upside down. Anything I try to organize is 'unorganized' the minute I turn to the next project and she tries to imitate Mommy. But I thought I was starting to get the hang of it until...
I went crash in a Walmart parking lot. Now I sit here all day and watch as the clutter piles up and threatens to overtake my existence. I had my house where at least I knew where things were. JM and my family, for the most part, know where I keep stuff or why I do the quirky things I do. Other people, who think they're helping, are putting things whereever they think make sense and totally unraveling all the routines and procedures I have in place. Also, I never realized I'm the only one who gets and goes through the mail. I keep reminding JM to get the mail and then I discovered our mail basket (it's been a few days since I've been in the kitchen) is overflowing onto the counter (which now means clutter on the counter!!!) and my OCD gets kicked into overdrive. I'm not blaming JM. By far, I know I'm the one who's made him afraid to throw out anything.
I'm also ordering more online at this time. I might not be able to drive, but my fingers can still type in http://www.6pm.com/ or http://www.amazon.com/! A few months ago I started boxing up all of Ali's old clothes and such (thinking we'd have a break in between kiddos). I was keeping every single box that came through our house so JM was under strict instructions not to throw away boxes. God love him, he is still so scared straight that as I'm sitting here now on my couch, there are 7 boxes in my view. Yep. 7 big old cardboard shipping boxes. Either empty or filled with the clutter from the dining room table that was thrown in before Thanksgiving dinner.
So I decided today I'm going to start my attack. My first order of business was to go through the insane amount of mail. I actually filled our indoor recycling bin. It was absolutely ridiculous. Catalogs and ads from stores I've never even heard of, more or less signed up for. I know Ali hasn't signed up for anything and she's suddenly getting American Girl magazines (which totally freak me out...dolls that look like you?!?).
I did some research and decided my first order of business is to declutter my mail. It's easy and I can do it sitting ;-) I found https://www.catalogchoice.org/. You put in your address and any names that appear on mail for your residence...even 'current residence'. Then you can either go through all the companies names or search for ones and it walks you through 'unsubscribing'. I took all the catalogs I don't want and looked them all up on the website and submitted forms for every single one. The website even generates a generic email address for you so that you aren't giving out your email address and possibly, accidentally, subscribing to something else. Then it gives you another little form to copy and insert explaining what you want cancelled. So easy! And I'm thinking this time of year is the perfect time to attack because every company and their mother is sending out catalogs for Christmas.
I haven't decided which decluttering I'm going to attack tomorrow, but I'll let you know.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Bear
Most people know already, but we had to put our dog down on Friday. He was 10 1/2 and had just reached the end. We knew it wasn't going to get any better from the point he was at and the arthritis and thyroid pills were no longer helping. I never wanted to be the selfish owner who kept a dog alive after he couldn't get up or walk or was blind or any of that, so we made the horribly difficult decision and Friday we took him to the vet. We dropped Ali off with my mom so the poor dog could get a break from her :-) He had a McDonald's double and a chocolate candy bar and then we took him to the vet. Things went pretty smoothly, he laid his head in my lap for most of it. Turns out he had lost over 20 pounds in the last year. The vet said that was a significant amount for a dog his size so something was obviously going on with him anyways. At least this got to be before he was bad.
I took it fairly well the first day, but since then it's been rough. Even with a toddler, a loud husband and 2 cats, the house is incredibly lonely. It's turning into a huge mess because I'm having trouble being here. JM's on a road trip tonight so it's making it even worse. We've started looking at other dogs. For one thing, Ali won't stop asking where the dog is. She loves animals so much and it'd be nice to have one that liked her back. And then JM and I discussed the only way to get over this is to get another one.
The outpouring we've received from everyone is just amazing. Since I can't drink too much right now, a friend offered to bring me a brownie late Friday night. My family has been incredibly supportive. The boyfriend I had when I first got Kodi emailed me all the pictures he had of Kodi as a little guy. That was great because I had lost a lot of them when our hard drive crashed a few years ago. Everything has helped so much. Of course we had the one person call and never actually ask about us, but talk about the last dog they put down the whole time. How some people still manage to make things about them is just beyond me. But, oh well. I guess they had good intentions.
It's just amazing that he was such a huge part of my life for over ten years. He moved with me, when on trips with me, went through major life changes. He was truly the best companion for me over that decade. I feel like a whole era of my life is over.
I took it fairly well the first day, but since then it's been rough. Even with a toddler, a loud husband and 2 cats, the house is incredibly lonely. It's turning into a huge mess because I'm having trouble being here. JM's on a road trip tonight so it's making it even worse. We've started looking at other dogs. For one thing, Ali won't stop asking where the dog is. She loves animals so much and it'd be nice to have one that liked her back. And then JM and I discussed the only way to get over this is to get another one.
The outpouring we've received from everyone is just amazing. Since I can't drink too much right now, a friend offered to bring me a brownie late Friday night. My family has been incredibly supportive. The boyfriend I had when I first got Kodi emailed me all the pictures he had of Kodi as a little guy. That was great because I had lost a lot of them when our hard drive crashed a few years ago. Everything has helped so much. Of course we had the one person call and never actually ask about us, but talk about the last dog they put down the whole time. How some people still manage to make things about them is just beyond me. But, oh well. I guess they had good intentions.
It's just amazing that he was such a huge part of my life for over ten years. He moved with me, when on trips with me, went through major life changes. He was truly the best companion for me over that decade. I feel like a whole era of my life is over.
Friday, October 28, 2011
24 Weeks
We had our 24 week appointment today for Baby 2. JM's schedule has been all screwy this week but it worked out because he got to go with me, which meant Ali went, too. I haven't been able to take her with me to any kind of doctors appointment. We've discovered she does NOT tolerate seeing other people touch me. I thought it was just the OB appointments and somehow she knew to be jealous already, but I took her with me to the regular doctor the other week and she completely flipped out when they removed this little skin hemorrhage. Just today the girl took my blood pressure and Ali mean-mugged her beyond belief!
Anyways, baby is fine. Heart beat is around 150 and she kicked the doctor ;-) I've been working really hard on the exercises from physical therapy and I've had no symptoms of problems from the fistula. Sooooo...I was able to convince the doctor to not have a c-section! I know they're supposedly easier and all of that, but I didn't want one for a few reasons. One, I know what to expect the other way (and I know what the worst pain feels like!). Second, you can't lift for an extended period after a c-section and I just don't think that will work. I'll have a 17 month old who will be slightly jealous and need attention. And, I'll have a newborn and a 17 month old in the dead of winter who all need to be carried or put in the carseat, etc. JM won't be able to take much time (if any) off of work. My mom can probably take a few days off to help, but not the entire time I'm not allowed to lift! So anyways, I'm excited. JM's a little hesistant because there is the chance that it makes the whole situation worse. But, my main problem is the severed sphincter. Worse comes to worse, I tear again and then she can stitch that up after delivery. And I've now proven that I can decrease the problems with the fistula by physical therapy. So it works for me!
When we go back for our last 4 week appointment (the day before Thanksgiving) she wants to do another ultrasound. She said the baby is measuring big...well, the uterus size is big. I'm not concerned at all (a little excited to see the peanut!). For one thing, I've always thought my due date is two weeks before what the doctor thought. So this would just prove me right! Also, I seem to be carrying her incredibly high. Ali was high, but not like this. The lowest I've felt her at all is just about my belly button. I can already feel her pressing against my diaphragm and my lungs because it's hard to breathe. I'm sure it's one of those two things!
Ali dressed up in her Halloween costume for a party at the Y tonight. She handled it pretty well. I'll post pictures later when I upload them. Depending on when JM goes to work we're going to either go to the zoo or up to a festival in Noblesville for Halloween tomorrow.
Anyways, baby is fine. Heart beat is around 150 and she kicked the doctor ;-) I've been working really hard on the exercises from physical therapy and I've had no symptoms of problems from the fistula. Sooooo...I was able to convince the doctor to not have a c-section! I know they're supposedly easier and all of that, but I didn't want one for a few reasons. One, I know what to expect the other way (and I know what the worst pain feels like!). Second, you can't lift for an extended period after a c-section and I just don't think that will work. I'll have a 17 month old who will be slightly jealous and need attention. And, I'll have a newborn and a 17 month old in the dead of winter who all need to be carried or put in the carseat, etc. JM won't be able to take much time (if any) off of work. My mom can probably take a few days off to help, but not the entire time I'm not allowed to lift! So anyways, I'm excited. JM's a little hesistant because there is the chance that it makes the whole situation worse. But, my main problem is the severed sphincter. Worse comes to worse, I tear again and then she can stitch that up after delivery. And I've now proven that I can decrease the problems with the fistula by physical therapy. So it works for me!
When we go back for our last 4 week appointment (the day before Thanksgiving) she wants to do another ultrasound. She said the baby is measuring big...well, the uterus size is big. I'm not concerned at all (a little excited to see the peanut!). For one thing, I've always thought my due date is two weeks before what the doctor thought. So this would just prove me right! Also, I seem to be carrying her incredibly high. Ali was high, but not like this. The lowest I've felt her at all is just about my belly button. I can already feel her pressing against my diaphragm and my lungs because it's hard to breathe. I'm sure it's one of those two things!
Ali dressed up in her Halloween costume for a party at the Y tonight. She handled it pretty well. I'll post pictures later when I upload them. Depending on when JM goes to work we're going to either go to the zoo or up to a festival in Noblesville for Halloween tomorrow.
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