I say more power to her. As women, we have a zillion choices and along with that do come extra scrutiny. But personally I've always enjoyed the challenge.
I took off about 5 weeks with each of my pregnancies, working during each leave and even working on my laptop AFTER my epidural with Ava. At that stage in my life, work was a huge part of my life. Were my children scarred because of it? I don't think so.
I commend her. If she can do it, go for it! Girl power! School and activities have changed my work/life balance far more than the actual child birth did.View Thread
I'm glad you posted this. I also wondered about the goggles. All the kids at our pool are on the swim team and while mine are not, they keep asking for 'good' goggles. Ava is doing very well with her swimming and would do much better with nice goggles, I think. She opens her eyes underwater and ends up with the red puffy eyes a lot of times because she doesn't like her goggles.View Thread
Blue did not win the battle. I sat in the exam room with her for about 30 minutes while the vet gathered the last of the test results and then he came in and started with "I'm soo sorry..." I sat numb for about 10 minutes and then I lost it. So I brought Blue home, cried a lot more and the children and I sat with her. I tried to put her in the sunroom at bedtime as that's where the 2 cats normally sleep and their water and litter box are in there. But Opal smelled the medicinal odors and started hissing and growling at her. At this point, Blue was basically out of it; she had no fight and I was afraid. So we moved her cat bed to the living room next to the couch and DH slept on the couch beside her. I took something to sleep but still was up a lot. Sat with her for about an hour in the morning while DH worked out and everyone else was in bed. I noticed that she'd wet her bed which just reinforced the vet's recommendation. I moved Opal out of the sunroom and took Blue in so that she'd be out of the chaos when the kids got up. DH carried her bed and I carried her. When I put her down by the water bowl (just in case), she could barely stand/use her back legs.
When I got home with her the previous evening and told DH the prognosis, I told him I couldn't take her back and he said he'd take her for me. He even said he'd sit with her for me; I didn't want her to go alone. He had a work appt at 9:30 and when I called the vet they couldn't get Blue in until 9:30; the idea of her suffering until they could get it all worked out was breaking my heart; so he called back and worked his magic.
He got there with Blue at 8:45 and the vet arrived at the same time. The vet and I had just met during all this and he was a bit pushy as far as the testing, but he obviously cares about his patients; DH said as they both knew the deal, the vet had tears in his eyes as well.
I've known Blue longer than I've known my DH and many of my friends. I got her 17 years ago and she 'listened' when nobody else was there. I remember petting her as I cried over some stupid guy or other and her just sitting in my lap and purring while I rubbed tears in her fur. Even as my life changed and got crazier and she slipped down the list as to attention, she was still there.
What my DH has done for me over the past 48 hours means more than he'll ever know. IMO that's love; flowers don't mean crap.View Thread
I was talking to one of Ava's friends mom on Sun at a birthday party. Her oldest daughter will be 16 next school year and attends the same HS that hopefully my children will attend. She said that the principal frowns upon teenage driving and does not allow them to attend functions by carpooling.
Is it sad that that made me giddy? I have 10 years...by then I'll probably be begging for another driver.View Thread