Thursday, March 18, 2010

Hiding Under A Rock?

I know my regular readers are probably asking themselves this question. After regular blog post after regular blog post, I vanished right off the face of the earth. I feel like that in my own head, anyway. I just reviewed my last blog, and the two comments that were still sitting unmoderated, and I had that dizzying headrush that comes from gaining consciousness suddenly.

An interesting tidbit about me is that I feel this sensation pretty frequently. I've "suffered from" vasovagal syncope my whole life. It sounds horrible, but all it means is that in physically stressful situations (chest x-ray during the Great Plague of '08, scraping my heel on a brick, pregnancy, allergy skin testing etc.) my body chooses to play opossum rather than produce adrenalin and I go out cold. No biggie for me, but it scares the beejeezus out of anyone around me at the time.

So anyway, I had the big light-at-the-end-of-the-tunnel-approaching-quickly-woo-woo head rush when I realized that a week and a half had gone by and I hadn't even noticed.

So where have I been? Here at home doing massive amounts of spring cleaning. Hand scrubbing the grout in our kitchen, scrubbing down the floor of our porch, plus all our patio furniture, packing up winter clothes, unpacking spring/summer clothes, reorganizing closets, bagging up outgrown stuff for friends, boxing up other stuff for Goodwill, vaccuming, dusting, etc. Plus, painters were here yesterday painting our 2-story foyer, and next week a man's coming to do our new countertops. Add to that general it's-spring-again craziness and I have been running hither and yon nonstop lately.

I haven't gotten a lick of writing done (but I have started to use more mountain expressions in my everyday speech and am keeping my ears open for new ones LOL). Yesterday, when the countertop guy was here doing his estimate, when he left the rom, I surrepticiously wrote down a couple of things he'd said. "I'll be back right quick," for example. I really feel like I'm internalizing a lot of my book right now--absorbing more so I can digest it and regurgitate it later. A gross analogy, I know, but that's how it works.

Plus, right now I'm pretty consumed with making sure the boys don't scruff the new paint, dent the walls, etc. I'm looking forward to the weather getting even warmer so they can play outside more often.

John hasn't asked to nurse in over a week now. We had a little altercation last Wednesday when he asked to nurse one morning and even said "please." I told him he was a big boy now and mommy's milk was all gone. So he wound back and hit me across the face and screamed at me for a few minutes. Once he got that out of his system, he's been fine. It startled me that he would still feel so strongly about it, but it was time to stop and I think he knew it too.

1 comment:

  1. hey, that actually sounds good - not the passing out, the breathing the writing while being otherwise productive.

    toots had a moment like john's above about 2 months after stopping nursing. but she got over it pretty quickly and hasn't been an issue since. although, this morning sheseemed to be trying to get under my shirt again...


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