Results

Remember the sleep study?

I (finally) just got a call with the results: Mild Obstructive Sleep Apnea.

The first available appointment was about a month from now. I snatched it up and put us on the waiting list for cancellations.

So, for those of you that have been there/done that, was "mild" enough to bring on the T&A surgery? Is really funky recovery breath possibly in our future? Or are there other approaches that you've witnessed?

Because I Promised

Here goes nothing.

I can't watch these or else I know that they'd never get posted because I'd pick them apart forever and end up writing myself a script instead and then that would take too long so I'd end up forgetting altogether and...yeah.

BTW, I did these on my phone. You may need to tweak the volume some. I was working my sexy sleepy voice.

Loose Ends

Ugh. So maybe this is why I don't have a bazillion followers...I am THE QUEEN of not wrapping up a friggin' story. That has to be annoying.

Yeah, so last year I dangled stuff about our very interesting Costa Rican vacation. Several times. Did I ever post about it? No.

And, more recently? The stuff about being visited by Beth and Hannah? Yup, dropped that ball, too.

Oh, and I know that at least a couple of people are wondering about our situation with the school district and placement for next year...the truth about that is that I can't even bring myself to type it out. It's painful and I swear I can feel my blood pressure increasing every time I think about it. I have a physical this weekend, so I really need to stay sorta calm before I get kicked out of the reserves.

But I promise you this: I'll talk about it. I just won't write it out. That should at least be quicker to do and thus have less of an impact on my body. Right? Let's hope so.

So, a vlog it will be.

Just give me a chance to brush my teeth, shower, comb my hair, and figure out the stupid camera, k?

This may take a while.

Someone slap me if I show up with lip gloss on and freshly threaded eyebrows. Because that is not real life. I'm just trying to hold myself accountable here.

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Oh! So if there's anything else you'd like me to wrap-up, please let me know. Any other questions are cool, too.

Teeth Update. Yes, Again.

Ok, so if you've followed along on this saga, you're well aware of my obsession with Playette's teeth.

Just like the scary book said, they have come in out of order, misshapen, and delayed.

I guess that book was right about something after all. Maybe I should go back and read it now that I'm not a complete basketcase like I was around this time four years ago.

You know, that book should come with a warning label:
Not to be read until you know your kid as a person first.

Or something.

So.

Anyway.

The teeth.

She's been missing two on the bottom for a long, long time now.

Things I've read said that children with Ds could have baby teeth come in up to age four.

But is that like 48 months or 59 months and some change?

They don't say.

Ugh.

Actually, I just went back and checked and that source says that the first tooth can come in that late. It didn't mention how long it would take to get them all.

So here I was, fretting that at 3 years and 366 days, my kid still didn't have some of her pretty obvious chompers.

Only recently did I discover that she's not alone in missing those two teeth.

That brought the total of children I knew with that particular smile to...two.

But! Not alone! That was key.

I've asked multiple dentists over the past couple of years, and they all thought they were in there and we shouldn't worry.

I even bugged a friend's husband while we were eating lunch last summer.

"Could you maybe, please, just take a teensy look?"

I also asked for x-rays.

Not at lunch. I mean, at an actual appointment with Playette's dentist.

But the overall consensus was to wait. If she had the teeth, they would come. If she didn't, they wouldn't.

Hm.

Well.

Sure.

I guess that makes sense.

So we sat back and waited and I tried my best to ignore it. I mean, honestly, at one point way back when, I wasn't even sure if I'd recognize my daughter with teeth since she had spent so long without any at all. I figured if we could make it past that ok that this too should pass and become a "remember when...?"

This past weekend, while we lounging and letting the summer soak in, I saw something poking through. I originally thought it was both teeth, but now I'm not so positive. It's at least one for sure.

Huzzah!

This whole teething for 3+ years thing? Tired.

But at least she has never seemed bothered by it at all.

Totally my issue.

5 Years

Summertime

I am The Exhausted.

But I'm also "A Blogger", so instead of plopping down on the couch and putting a dent in my already-one-day-overdue book, I'm sitting here typing.

So this post may actually cost me another twenty-five cents in fines.

Quelle horreur!

I'm that dedicated to my craft, to put myself that much more into library debt, just so ya know.

We've had some activity over here. Never a dull moment.

The job front is picking up. I've had interviews, have another tomorrow, and have a firm offer on the table. It's nice to be desired, but I'm also realizing what matters most to me. That complicates matters some, but I'm ok with that. We'll see how everything goes.

There's also some crap really thrilling stuff that's been brewing with the school district regarding Playette's placement for next year. My blood pressue is appropriately high. But I want this to be a happy post, so...

I already mentioned that we're in the midst of our holiday season over here. It all wraps up tomorrow with the big 0-5. It feels like we were just in Vegas, sweating to death while the Bellagio fountains decided that they'd take a break from being majestic that hour, just as we were planning to take our outdoor pics. Ah, memories.

We don't need any silverware, so go ahead and dazzle me with your traditional wooden gifts, k?

On top of that, we're having to say goodbye to new and dear friends. No fair on the moving while we have to stay behind, y'all. Booooo! That's what I say to your orders. Boo. And pa-tooey.

We've also been playing the role of hosts to multiple sets of out-of-town guests so I've been soaking up all the things about summer that I've missed over the last three years of living in HoodiesOnTheFourthofJuly-ville.

There's been plenty of pool and beach time, along with staying up way too late and lots of laughing and talking and reminiscing.

I could get used to that.

Regarding our most-recently-departed guests, this pic was taken the last time our families got together. Way too long, I say.


And check out these cuties now.


They get it from their mamas.

My Greatest Gift

I. Cannot. Stop. Watching. This!

Love her.