Lowlights

You know, the opposite of highlights.

• Despite tugging at my heartstrings, the decision was made for me about the puppy in the last post. The rescue group emailed me back and said another family had adopted her. I was happy for her, a little sad for me, and more than a bit relieved that I no longer had that decision to make. After going back and forth, Mike and I decided to wait until the relocation for his job was final before getting another pup. This way, when we move, we have one less living thing to cart with us.
• Exactly one week after I took Sawyer to the pediatrician for his 15-month well visit, we're all sick. Nothing terrible. No fevers, no aches or pains. Just a head cold. I mean, I know I'm a bit of a germaphobe, but I even BATHED the baby after his visit because he was crawling on the floor in his diaper while the pedi examined him. And yet, a visit to the Cesspool of Child Snot and Grime has me sneezing 898 times an hour and a river of snot pouring from my poor baby's face.
• Because of aforementioned minor cold, I had to call and cancel his seasonal flu shot which was scheduled for today. I had no intention of taxing his immune system with a vaccine I'd rather not even give him to begin with (Thanks, NJ lawmakers for taking away my right as a mother and making it LAW that I give my school-enrolled child the flu shot.). It's just as well figuring he'd probably pick up the bubonic plague this time around.
• I didn't want to bundle up a sick kid and take him out just so I could get coffee, so I tried to drink the equivalent amount of caffeine in Pepsi Max this morning. You know what happens when you do that? You pee a lot. Note to self: buy more Tassimo pods.
• Daylight savings time still blows. Kids up at 6 am are not nearly as cute as they are at 7 am.
• Oh, GET THIS CRAP: My gym broke up with me. Well, that's how it feels. I actually almost cried and am still really upset. I get a letter from my gym yesterday telling me they weren't renewing their lease and they were closing IN FIVE DAYS. There's no other comparable gyms in the area and I feel so...lost. Going to my gym was part of my life and I know some of you will get that and some of you will think I'm nuts for being this upset about it. I wrote about more in my post over here at Bodies in Motivation.
• The baby will not drink milk from a cup. I took away all his daytime bottles and tried to get him to drink it from his sippies during meals. Know what he does? Shakes his head, says "nononono, juice? juice?" and throws it on the floor. So I've given up. I'll get him his servings of milk in yogurt, cheese, etc., during the day. He still takes a bottle at night before bed and he drinks tons of mostly-water juice during the day to keep his fluids up. Whatever.
• That's my new motto: What. Ever.