Friday, June 03, 2005

Puppy Love and Poison Oak

Wow! What a week! It has been crazy! I really should have titled this blog "Time for Me" because this is all I have wanted to do all day or I should say all week. I just haven't had the time. Poor Danielle got into poison oak on Memorial Day. Tuesday she woke up with a red rash all over, and by yesterday, her little face was swollen up like a balloon. She could not even open her eyes! She felt so bad. I felt bad for her. So I took her to the doctor and she gave her steroids to help. And thankfully, help it did! By last night, a good deal of the swelling went down and she seemed to be feeling much better.

Other than that, I have been busy with our new puppy, Pete. We call him Petey just because it fits him. He looks like a Petey. So far he seems to be a good dog, but definitely a lot of work. It is literally like having a baby. We are up two to three times a night or more. But we seem to be getting in to a routine already. Last night he got up at 12:30, and then not again until 6:30. I thought that was pretty good.

The girls just love him, especially Chloe. She chases him around and does the best Petey impersonation that a 17-month-old can do. Or maybe it is actually the other way around. I don't know, but they do enjoy each other so much. It is fun to watch the two babies playing. Something tells me that Petey will be listening better than Chloe before too long.

Did I mention that I am writing an article on post partum anxiety? I hope to sell it to a baby magazine like Babytalk, or American Baby. I have had my hands so busy with my chilluns that I have not worked on it this week. I did however, return a phone call to set up an interview for the article. I have not heard back from her yet. Now that we are getting a rountine established I will be able to focus more on it.

Well, I had better go for now. Petey is calling and his yip is more than I can handle right now. So long.

1 comment:

Betsy Henning said...

Oh poor Danielle. She got it just like I was describing my boys poison ivy when they were little like her. Poor thing!

Loved your title and the whole blog. Bets