The Queen's Rambles

*Mothers of girls, thank your lucky stars. There are some things you’ll never have to do. Standing your son in the kitchen sink, while you wash brownie batter off his penis is one of them. I’m sure you’ll have to do other unpleasant tasks, but I really didn’t need to see my boy having fun with his two favorite things.

*I got a swine flu shot today. Big excitement! I also took my glucose test, but won’t have the results for a few days. Conclusion: fruit punch glucose drink is way better than orange, but both are nasty.

*I called and booked Erik an appointment for a swine flu shot and seasonal flu nose spray. Maybe I’m a responsible parent after all. According to my OB there is supposed to be a swine flu resurgence in March.

*I find it funny that my OB kept asking me if I wanted a swine flu shot, while the receptionist at the ped office refused to acknowledge such a thing existed. Erik will be having a 2009 H1N1 injection instead.

*We went to Playtime at the Plex again. The woman who made comments about Erik’s lack of a helmet was there again. She was totally freaking out because she forgot her son’s knee and elbow pads. For the love of God! It’s an indoor gym! There’s padding everywhere! He’s going to survive!

*Later, the same woman wasn’t supervising her toddler daughter and the dear daughter removed her diaper than peed all over the place while I sat that and watched. It took her forever to notice. Karmic payback? Mwhahahahaha.

*Mike seems to be feeling better, so hopefully the concert will be a go tomorrow. Our main problem now is the weather. There is supposed to be crazy freezing rain and stuff tomorrow, which could make the drive too dangerous.

*I just realized that Erik is not going to be allowed in the hospital at all while I’m up there with the baby for fear of swine flu cooties. I knew that happened to one of my other LJ friends, but I didn’t really connect the dots. Then Heather mentioned it today and I suddenly went “hmmmmm. . . ” so did some calling. Now I’m slightly freaking out. It will be fine. Erik will be fine. But I won’t get to see my boy for four days! Maybe I should do a VBAC so I can get out of there earlier! But I am terrified of rupturing my uterus. My c-section scar has been pulling and hurting a lot and it just gets more painful as the pregnancy progresses. It worries me. And I don’t want to go through labor. I am very displeased with the idea of being away from Erik for that long, though. This is so stupid! If it really does help save babies, then I guess I can support that, but . . . argh! That really changes the dynamics of introducing a new baby into the family.