Another Natty Moment

It seems like lately I've spent more time at the dr's office than I have at home. Between routine visits and sick visits, I've been there nearly every week for the past few months. At least that's what it feels like. So, today when Natty woke up her left eye was pink and swollen shut. Which meant another trip out to Valley Medical. Natty is fine. It is just eczema on her eyelid, so she's not contagious and doesn't need any medication. Just ice packs and unscented lotion. I'm glad she's not sick, but I always feel like a chump when I sit at the office for hours only to be prescribed ice and lotion (both things I had at home already, thank you very much). Today's trip was worth it though, for the cute conversation Natty had with the doctor.

Doctor: "Okay Natty. I want you to look at this chart. There are ten faces on here. This face (pointing to the far left of the chart) is smiling. It isn't feeling any pain. This one (pointing to the far right) isn't happy. It doesn't feel good. Point to the face that shows me how you feel."

Natty points to the far left smiley face.

Doctor: (looking at Natty's very swollen eye) "You mean your eye doesn't hurt at all? It looks like your eye must hurt a little. Look, this face is happy."

Natty: "Well, I can still be happy."

What a cutie!!!

Back In The Day

Natty: "Mom, did you know in the '80's they didn't even have toothbrushes? They had to make their own out of wood. That would be hard to live in the '80's, huh?"

Me: "Wow. That sounds tough. How long ago was the '80's?"

Natty: "A real long time."

Me: "Was it before or after the dinosaurs?"

Natty: "Before. Before the dinosaurs. It was a real long time ago."

The Ramblings of a Wee One

Natalie: "Mom, I'm bored and hungry." [we were sitting in a piano store waiting for Chad and Mikey to pick out some Christmas sheet music] "Can you give me a million dollar bill or something to love?"

Me: "Sorry Natty, I don't have either."

Natalie: "Really? In your purse?"

Pictures From the Davies' Visit

Davies' Visit

My folks came out to visit this last weekend. It was sooo much fun that I didn't even notice my itching for a few days!!! They came out Thursday and stayed through the weekend. We had a blast with them! We played toys with the kids, ate at Red Mill in Seattle, visited the Future of Flight Museum in Mukilteo, and went to Kids Quest. Oh, and Friday night we conquered a "Vermonster" at the Southcenter mall. We also played a few hands of uno and a whole lot of Disney Scene It!

Thanks so much to my mom and dad for coming out and to Chad for taking all that time off. We all loved hanging out with you. You guys are the best!!!

*Blogger isn't letting me post any pictures right now. D'oh! Once it does I will post some pictures of their visit!

Cocoa Butter PSA

So, I am now 5 1/2 months pregnant and have officially hit the stage where people constantly ask me if I am using lotion to avoid the dreaded stretch mark. I wasn't very good about this with my previous pregnancies, so I decided to give it a shot this time around. I've been told that cocoa butter is the smear of choice for most and it seemed like a good, natural solution. Determined to do right, I headed over to Walmart and picked up a jar of good, quality Palmer's Cocoa Butter. Then I covered the better part of my torso twice daily.

Oh how I wish this were the end of my story!!! But, sadly, it isn't. You see, two days ago I started itching. And by itching, I meant it felt like a zillion fire ants were devouring the skin between my head and my waist. The agony! What to do, you ask? Apply more cocoa butter! Surely cocoa butter must be the answer!!! But, despite my religious application of the beloved butter, one day ago I woke up still itching with the intensity of a hundred angry devils AND covered in a delightful red rash. Ugh!

I quickly hopped on google to see what I could possibly be suffering from. Surely it must be some sort of liver disease or crazy pregnancy ailment. It couldn't be that I was ALLERGIC TO THAT STINKIN' COCOA BUTTER!!! One trip to Dr. Jolly and two vials of blood samples later, it turns out that is most likely what it was. Once again I asked google what it thought. Turns out there are forums full of women who have also been betrayed by this ugly lotion. It'll take about a week for my rash to clear up and in the meantime I shall be covered in calamine lotion and ice packs. All the same, soon I'll be back to my normal self. But "Palmer's" shall forever remain a very bad word in this household.

*Much sympathy goes out to my poor, patient husband who is most lovingly putting up with a very tired, very pregnant, very itchy & therefore very irritated wife. He is a perfect man!