i apologize for my recent silence, as well, life is life...
but let's start with this.
the other night, ryan was on his way home from work - he had a late appointment so he was already coming home late, at the end of rush hour - when BOOM, the car dies, in the middle lane, on the 101.
i effing hate that car.
he had to push the car off the interstate, while trying not to be decimated by all the friendly california drivers who were zooming by in the right lane, and then waited for two hours to be towed home.
first they told us that a sensor went bad and it would be a solid $600 to fix - ouch - but doable, a sensor went bad two years ago and i remember it costing about the same...
not two hours later but do we receive a call saying that oh wait, maybe the sensor wasn't bad but it was our timing belt and water pump (which both have been replaced in the last two years) - so now it's going to be $1400 to fix em all...ummm AREYOUFREAKINGKIDDINGME?!
we go back and forth and back and forth, and finally decide to just give in and have them fix the other things too, since they told us if they put our old sensor in, replaced the other parts and the car wouldn't start - they would charge us double to put the new sensor in again.
quality folks at firestone i'll tell ya.
car doesn't start.
they realize that the top half of our engine needs to be rebuilt and they can't do it...
they also told us it will probably be upwards of $2k to fix.
so, all they ended up fixing was the water pump.
so now we are stuck...
we owe a good amount less on the car than what it will cost to repair it and let's be honest, my POS 2003 jetta is only worth about $4k (private sale).
we were planning on buying a new, bigger car in the next few months, but definitely weren't planning on doing it in the next week.
but to continue on, and MEN YOU CAN STOP READING THIS...
i am fertile again, well i thought i had gotten my monthly friend twice already, but she really only lasted about 30 minutes those two times, but boy...is she back.
in fact, yesterday, i was pretty sure i was dying from toxic shock syndrome as i woke up and was so faint and dizzy for almost 4 hours.
i knew it was my end, and i could imagine ryan coming home to a crying elliot in the jumparoo while i lie dead on the couch (morbid much? blame it on svu.)
so i googled and googled and what i found was a bunch of 14 year old girls saying "this is my first, or third, or fourth period ever, why am i so dizzy??"
just like a 14 year old girl, i have not lost this much blood, well...in almost 8 months...
hence the dizziness.
and also to my delight, i was experiencing BACK LABOR pains with my cramps...
seriously? i'm pretty much taking this to mean that the worst feeling i have ever felt, imagine a giant ripping your tail bone out and putting it into a food processor on fire, will haunt me forever, that it is imprinted in my spine...and *gasp* that i will have it in my future labors...
that's enough for me to draw the line at one child.
also, i'm pretty sure everyone is inflicted with back labor pain in hell.
men, you can come back now...
as you know,
i have thought that elliot has been teething since he was about 5 weeks old...
why is elliot crying? HE IS TEETHING.
why is elliot biting your nipples? HE IS TEETHING.
why is elliot eating that table? HE IS TEETHING.
why is elliot splashing all the bath water out of the tub? HE IS TEETHING.
why is elliot still not sleeping through the night? HE IS TEETHING.
well this morning, we were all not cuddling in bed, as to my horror, my son takes after me and is not a cuddler....
and i saw a flash of white as he was doing his new favorite thing - screeching as loud as he can.
could it be?'
i stuck my finger in his mouth and discovered that the smooth baby gum that was there yesterday, now had something sharp jabbing me.
it's kind of embarrassing how excited we were that elliot cut his first tooth.
and then of course, my heart ached...
as it was proof that my sweet baby is well on his way to childhood.
and then, of course, to make matters worse...
there i am about to feed him a spoonful of yogurt, his mouth wide open in anticipation, when i see not one, BUT TWO TEETH.
and they are so crooked, like straight up the wrong way....they are "v" shaped, pointing in towards his mouth.
can i say i was slightly horrified?
people pay (and i'm currently paying) for the kind of straight that my baby teeth were. and I just pictured my sweet baby boy with them perfect straight pearly whites...
so of course, i googled...
and was relieved to find that crooked teeth, in the shape of a "v" is more than normal when they first come in and will straighten out as the other teeth pop out.
in other blog news,
i'm going to start posting about what we feed elliot .
so be ready, and don't be hungry.