Tigers and One Refluxed Crab

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Maslow just wants to send a shout out to the Detroit El-Tigres for winning game two of the World Series!   

The good spirited person of just a few days ago was temporarily replaced with one major sideways walking waddling crab.  Seems that I had a lovely reaction to the steroid shots (imagine a 2 day asthma attack and a feeling like a whole loaf of bread is lodged in your throat) .  Doc mentioned triage if I couldn’t relax enough to sleep or get full breathes but I knew I wasn’t finished with my Christmas knitting and so I really applied myself and knocked myself out once I got home (plus, I’m still hellbent on not spending a day in the hospital until after the 30 week mark).  Then the excitement really got pretty – first warning – gross content to follow.

A few days ago, I awoke to my favorite breakfast – made with love.  This was to be my last real tasty meal (second gross-out warning – move on to knitting pics).  My next snack was one English muffin with peanut butter right before my contraction monitoring.  When I was ready to put the monitor in the little fax thingy to send, I sat up and with no warning – puked my muffin up all over my sweatshirt.  For some reason this prompted a lot of giggling of my part and hubby telling me he has never wanted me more.  The chitlins are so crowded and crushing and expanding my lungs that I can no longer swallow many food items.  I’ve been reduced to things like Ensure, pudding, and all things liquidy.  My pillow nest has been adjusted to accomadate easier swallowing .  The crew are also highly combative in their movements – particularly Zoolander – we have already named him one of the three names we have chosen based on what name will be the easiest to yell repeatedly .  As for names – nope, we are not revealing them until they are born - but it’s been fun to get some of your creative guesses and attempts to get them out of me.

Knitting has been hit or miss but I’m still on the quest to get all the Christmas socks done on my list- dad’s are fini and my sister’s are approaching completion.  I feel like socks are all I can stick with right now as they are portable and if I have to abandon a project for any  length of time. 

 I know many are in anticipation regarding my last post of the Great Birdini and the balancing pretzel. There were some good and close guesses  – but bragging rights belong to Kristin who guessed 30 minutes.  In all honesty, the game was interrupted when I was taking the pic as Birdie lifted her head when she heard the shutter and the pretzel slid of her noodle.  Birdie usually likes to hold odds and ends on her head for us for most of the evening – remote controls, dpns, counters, and stitch markers.    I like the kids to work for their bread and butter.  Sorry Kristin, but Maslow scarfed up the pretzel so no prize to mail. 

Thanks to all of you have said hello to hubby at his new blog. 

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