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Tuesday, November 25, 2008
One more visit
We are certainly seeing a lot of our pediatrician lately! I guess it's that time of year. Last week, we were in on Monday for a flu shot, Tuesday for a head bump, and then we were in again today for an eye infection.
Nathan has had a cold since Wednesday of last week and it's been fairly rough on us. He had a fever from Wednesday night to Saturday morning and woke up Monday morning with a very pink and watery eye. I decided to leave it and see if it went away on it's own, but he awoke this morning with his eye so red, it looked bloody. So, I took John to work in anticipation of another doctor visit. Aren't I a smart one?
When the doctor came into the exam room, he said, "That's an impressive eye!". He also checked Nathan's ears and found that Nathan had been suffering from an ear infection over the past few days, but it was on it's way out, so no antibiotics were needed at this point. I was praised for dealing with an ear infection "the old fashioned way" (I'm assuming meaning plain old love and rest) and letting it heal itself without meds. I remembered that over the past year or so, pediaticians have been cutting back on how often they prescibe antibiotics for ear infections with the findings that they were being over-used, causing the infections to become immune. However, I had no idea that Nathan had an ear infection and probably would have brought him in if I knew. Oh well. He's fine!
We were prescribed an eye ointment and that's been a real treat trying to get Nathan to hold still to apply it. His eye looks so awful, but it doesn't seem to be bothering him quite as much as it did yesterday. I just hope it will look a little better by Thursday, so all our Thanksgiving photos aren't filled with a bloody-eyed baby.
Now, if we can all just get rid of this lingering cold..... :^)
Nathan has had a cold since Wednesday of last week and it's been fairly rough on us. He had a fever from Wednesday night to Saturday morning and woke up Monday morning with a very pink and watery eye. I decided to leave it and see if it went away on it's own, but he awoke this morning with his eye so red, it looked bloody. So, I took John to work in anticipation of another doctor visit. Aren't I a smart one?
When the doctor came into the exam room, he said, "That's an impressive eye!". He also checked Nathan's ears and found that Nathan had been suffering from an ear infection over the past few days, but it was on it's way out, so no antibiotics were needed at this point. I was praised for dealing with an ear infection "the old fashioned way" (I'm assuming meaning plain old love and rest) and letting it heal itself without meds. I remembered that over the past year or so, pediaticians have been cutting back on how often they prescibe antibiotics for ear infections with the findings that they were being over-used, causing the infections to become immune. However, I had no idea that Nathan had an ear infection and probably would have brought him in if I knew. Oh well. He's fine!
We were prescribed an eye ointment and that's been a real treat trying to get Nathan to hold still to apply it. His eye looks so awful, but it doesn't seem to be bothering him quite as much as it did yesterday. I just hope it will look a little better by Thursday, so all our Thanksgiving photos aren't filled with a bloody-eyed baby.
Now, if we can all just get rid of this lingering cold..... :^)
Sunday, November 23, 2008
New words!
Just this weekend, Nathan learned two new words! He was already saying "dada", "mama", "baby", and "ba" (bath). He did actually say "Aiden" about two weeks ago, but hasn't said it since, so I'm not counting it yet! So, as of today, his two new words are: "bread" (he says it very clearly!), and "po-tat" (potato). He thinks it soooo funny when we say it back to him. Hopefully we can get the video camera all charged up with a new tape so we have proof!
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Silly Aiden!
Nathan was very sick today and wanted to do nothing except nurse and sleep in my lap, so we spent most of the day on the couch watching TV. WGN shows reruns of America's Funniest Home Videos at 2pm and it's one of Aiden's favorite shows, so we were watching that. It had been on, oh, probably 40 minutes when it came back from commercial and the host walks into camera view from behind a screen. As he does this, Aiden belts out, "TOM BERGERON!!" in the announcer-type voice. I seriously laughed so hard, I was crying. He really cracks me up sometimes.
Tuesday's Noggin Bump(s)
After a long, exhausting weekend and Monday, Tuesday was supposed to be spent here at home. I was going to spend the day catching up on cleaning and just trying to relieve a little stress. It did not work out that way at all.
First thing in the morning, I needed to check our bank account online. I tried to log in, but it wouldn't let me. So I had to call customer service to figure out why and ended up spending 10 minutes on the phone with a representative. She finally gave up and transferred me to tech support. I spent another 5-10 minutes on the phone with them. They finally worked it out and I was able to log on. As I was doing what I needed to get done, I hear this HUGE crash and Nathan starts screaming. I run out of the office to find him trapped underneath his high chair, which he had pulled onto himself. I'm assuming he was using it to cruise (as he does most things) and just pulled a little too hard.
It took about 10 minutes to calm him down with a good nursing, then I took a look at his head. The bruise was unbelievable. I actually got out my tape measure! It was nearly 5 inches long, raised about a half an inch off of his head, with 2-3 large bumps along the length, and very dark purple. The bar in the back of the high chair had smashed into the left side of his head.
Now I know what to watch for when a head bump happens, but I've NEVER seen a bruise like that before, so I called the advice nurse. Because of the severity of the bruise, and due to Nathan's age (he can't tell me if his head hurts or he feels dizzy), she wanted him to be seen. As I get off the phone with her, Aiden slips on some books he left in the floor and bonks his head on the bookshelf! He was completely fine, but it was one of those moments where I just looked upwards and said, "REALLY???".
I had to call John at work to tell him, he came home, I drove him back to work, and then took Nathan to the doctor. It was later in the afternoon, so they were running a little behind and as I was trying to get checked in, their computer decided that our insurance was invalid (we were just there the day before for a flu shot!). We finally got checked in, but because of all that, we were checked in 10 minutes AFTER our appointment time. Aiden decided it was a good time to run wild in the waiting room (he seemed to give a big "so what?" to the fact that they had Finding Nemo on) and as I'm trying to keep him from just standing at the drinking fountain pushing the button, he starts yelling, "NO MOMMY!!! STOP KICKING ME!!". Awesome. Please son, make it sound like I'm beating you in front of a waiting room full of people.
After a few minutes, another mom comes over and starts to play with Aiden. She says to me, "I remember how it was trying to control a toddler with a baby on your hip!". I appreciated that she didn't assume that I was a terrible parent, but at the same time, I felt like bursting into tears and yelling, "I really am a capable parent most of the time!!!".
We finally get back into the exam room (25 minutes after our appointment time), and Nathan gets weighed. He had gained a full pound since his checkup a month prior (upping him to the 21st perc. instead of the 18th). I had thought he'd gained two pounds, but I guess I was a little stressed and couldn't remember exactly what he weighed last time.
The doctor checks him out and said that he looked fine, but it was possible for vomiting due to a head trauma to still happen, so we needed to keep a good eye on him until it had been 12 hours since the accident (midnight). The good thing about having a pediatrician who has raised a boy himself (maybe two, I don't remember....Hannah might know!), is that he knows head bonks just come with the territory. He told me not to stress about it too much, as this will certainly not be the last big bad bump on the head that either boys get.
The thing about these "emergency" visits is that I always wonder if I'm just wasting their time. I know it was the nurse who said he needed to be seen, but I pretty much figured he was fine and still felt a little silly going in. But our awesome pediatrician reminded me that it's regular practice to see a patient under 12 months who had had a head injury, even if they seem normal and to remember that with head injuries, it's so much better to check it out and make sure everything is fine than to not and end up with a scull fracture.
There was a lot of stress involved with our Tuesday, and it didn't end with the doctor visit, but I don't really feel like going into the rest of it now and John would probably feel like it was too personal to write about here. I'll just say that there's a lot of personal stress to deal with right now from decisions that need to be made to trying to not let other people's actions affect me too much. Things just never seem to end sometimes, but I'm trying to keep a positive attitude and believe that I'll come out of this a stronger person.
And because I want to end on a positive note, I want to say how absolutely beautiful this fall has been here in the Northwest. Even though the trees have lost most of their leaves by now, I'm still enjoying sitting here at my computer by the window, looking at the leaves that scatter the grassy area outside our apartment, and watching the rain fall. I love this time of year!
First thing in the morning, I needed to check our bank account online. I tried to log in, but it wouldn't let me. So I had to call customer service to figure out why and ended up spending 10 minutes on the phone with a representative. She finally gave up and transferred me to tech support. I spent another 5-10 minutes on the phone with them. They finally worked it out and I was able to log on. As I was doing what I needed to get done, I hear this HUGE crash and Nathan starts screaming. I run out of the office to find him trapped underneath his high chair, which he had pulled onto himself. I'm assuming he was using it to cruise (as he does most things) and just pulled a little too hard.
It took about 10 minutes to calm him down with a good nursing, then I took a look at his head. The bruise was unbelievable. I actually got out my tape measure! It was nearly 5 inches long, raised about a half an inch off of his head, with 2-3 large bumps along the length, and very dark purple. The bar in the back of the high chair had smashed into the left side of his head.
Now I know what to watch for when a head bump happens, but I've NEVER seen a bruise like that before, so I called the advice nurse. Because of the severity of the bruise, and due to Nathan's age (he can't tell me if his head hurts or he feels dizzy), she wanted him to be seen. As I get off the phone with her, Aiden slips on some books he left in the floor and bonks his head on the bookshelf! He was completely fine, but it was one of those moments where I just looked upwards and said, "REALLY???".
I had to call John at work to tell him, he came home, I drove him back to work, and then took Nathan to the doctor. It was later in the afternoon, so they were running a little behind and as I was trying to get checked in, their computer decided that our insurance was invalid (we were just there the day before for a flu shot!). We finally got checked in, but because of all that, we were checked in 10 minutes AFTER our appointment time. Aiden decided it was a good time to run wild in the waiting room (he seemed to give a big "so what?" to the fact that they had Finding Nemo on) and as I'm trying to keep him from just standing at the drinking fountain pushing the button, he starts yelling, "NO MOMMY!!! STOP KICKING ME!!". Awesome. Please son, make it sound like I'm beating you in front of a waiting room full of people.
After a few minutes, another mom comes over and starts to play with Aiden. She says to me, "I remember how it was trying to control a toddler with a baby on your hip!". I appreciated that she didn't assume that I was a terrible parent, but at the same time, I felt like bursting into tears and yelling, "I really am a capable parent most of the time!!!".
We finally get back into the exam room (25 minutes after our appointment time), and Nathan gets weighed. He had gained a full pound since his checkup a month prior (upping him to the 21st perc. instead of the 18th). I had thought he'd gained two pounds, but I guess I was a little stressed and couldn't remember exactly what he weighed last time.
The doctor checks him out and said that he looked fine, but it was possible for vomiting due to a head trauma to still happen, so we needed to keep a good eye on him until it had been 12 hours since the accident (midnight). The good thing about having a pediatrician who has raised a boy himself (maybe two, I don't remember....Hannah might know!), is that he knows head bonks just come with the territory. He told me not to stress about it too much, as this will certainly not be the last big bad bump on the head that either boys get.
The thing about these "emergency" visits is that I always wonder if I'm just wasting their time. I know it was the nurse who said he needed to be seen, but I pretty much figured he was fine and still felt a little silly going in. But our awesome pediatrician reminded me that it's regular practice to see a patient under 12 months who had had a head injury, even if they seem normal and to remember that with head injuries, it's so much better to check it out and make sure everything is fine than to not and end up with a scull fracture.
There was a lot of stress involved with our Tuesday, and it didn't end with the doctor visit, but I don't really feel like going into the rest of it now and John would probably feel like it was too personal to write about here. I'll just say that there's a lot of personal stress to deal with right now from decisions that need to be made to trying to not let other people's actions affect me too much. Things just never seem to end sometimes, but I'm trying to keep a positive attitude and believe that I'll come out of this a stronger person.
And because I want to end on a positive note, I want to say how absolutely beautiful this fall has been here in the Northwest. Even though the trees have lost most of their leaves by now, I'm still enjoying sitting here at my computer by the window, looking at the leaves that scatter the grassy area outside our apartment, and watching the rain fall. I love this time of year!
Monday, November 17, 2008
This is our baby, part 2
Since I HAD to pull out the embarrassing photo that will indeed make an appearance for every single girlfriend he brings home, I will make up for it by showing you some flat out gorgeous photos of him. These were taken by Kevin Brown, my sister-in-law Laura's boyfriend and he did an amazing job. We love them and we definitely have many more to share as Kevin so graciously agreed to do our family photos for us (we also agreed to give him $$, so we weren't just taking up his free time). He also did some beautiful photos of Aiden as well, and I will share those as well at a later time. This first one here is just for cuteness sake (not to mention a great photo with grandpa!). Enjoy!
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
Our October
The photos ended up in no particular order. If you click on the title to this post, it should take you to an online photo album with many more pictures from our October.
On October 11, we decided to take a family day and head to the pumpkin patch. The previous year, we had tried Baggenstos Farms since we were no longer living right next to the pumpkin patch by the airport. Baggentos Farms gives free hayrides down to their pumpkin patch and Aiden had such a great time, that we decided Baggenstos would be our regular pumpkin picking place. This was our first year with Nathan OUTSIDE my tummy (no getting accused of smuggling a pumpkin this year!) and we were really looking forward to it.
Once we arrived, Aiden knew immediately what we were going to do. He waited in line so patiently for the tractor to arrive for the hay ride and once we got down there, he ran and ran amongst the pumpkins!
Anytime he found a pumpkin that he liked, he would lay on the ground with the pumpkin between his legs. Claiming it as his, I suppose. Once we chose two pumpkins (one for Aiden to draw on and decorate, and another to carve), we took the hay ride back up to pay for our pumpkins and let Aiden navigate the little kids maze for a while. We treated ourselves to hot dogs and kettle corn and thoroughly enjoyed our day. The weather was PERFECT. Sunny, a slight breeze, not too warm, not too cold....oh, it was just gorgeous.
Right around Halloween, we carved our pumpkin and I made some Halloween cupcakes (or as Aiden calls them, "Puckcakes"). On Halloween night, we headed over to grandma and grandpa's for some trick or treating around their neighborhood. Aiden was Thomas the Tank Engine (Aiden says, "Thomas the Tankin Tankin) and Nathan was a cow. Nathan absolutely despised his costume, but he looked really cute. Aiden liked his costume, until he had to walk up steps and then I had to hold the front up for him so he wouldn't trip. He refused to say trick or treat until after the candy giver had closed the door and he was walking away. If someone didn't open their door immediately, Aiden would bang on the door and yell, "HELLO!!!!". So he's three and doesn't know that it's rude.... Everyone had a great sense of humor about it and thought he was really cute. One lady thought Nathan was a doll instead of an actual baby. Probably because he had his costume on and wouldn't make any expression on his face.
Aiden did a great job and didn't get scared once - although we did avoid the house where John noticed someone lurking behind the front door in a hockey mask. But Aiden does still talk about ghosts whenever we leave the house after dark. I'm not sure where he got the idea about ghosts, but I think it was from school. He doesn't seem to be scared; he just talks about ghosts after dark as though it's a fact of life.
Anyway, that was our October (in relation to Halloween anyway). Enjoy the photos!
I decided to be festive and make Halloween cupcakes. Devil's Food with vanilla frosting (food color added) and chocolate sprinkles.
Aiden was very pleased with our jack-o-lantern!
Nathan at the pumpkin patch. Here he's waiting for Aiden to finish with the little kids maze.
Still looking for the perfect pumpkin.
Mommy and Nathan at the pumpkin patch!
Nathan HATED his cow costume. He refused to smile anytime we put it on him.
Our little Thomas the Tank Engine!!
Our funky little jack-o-lantern. The tooth was my doing.
Aiden found his pumpkin!
We couldn't have asked for a more beautiful fall day at Baggenstos Farms. It really was perfect weather.
On October 11, we decided to take a family day and head to the pumpkin patch. The previous year, we had tried Baggenstos Farms since we were no longer living right next to the pumpkin patch by the airport. Baggentos Farms gives free hayrides down to their pumpkin patch and Aiden had such a great time, that we decided Baggenstos would be our regular pumpkin picking place. This was our first year with Nathan OUTSIDE my tummy (no getting accused of smuggling a pumpkin this year!) and we were really looking forward to it.
Once we arrived, Aiden knew immediately what we were going to do. He waited in line so patiently for the tractor to arrive for the hay ride and once we got down there, he ran and ran amongst the pumpkins!
Anytime he found a pumpkin that he liked, he would lay on the ground with the pumpkin between his legs. Claiming it as his, I suppose. Once we chose two pumpkins (one for Aiden to draw on and decorate, and another to carve), we took the hay ride back up to pay for our pumpkins and let Aiden navigate the little kids maze for a while. We treated ourselves to hot dogs and kettle corn and thoroughly enjoyed our day. The weather was PERFECT. Sunny, a slight breeze, not too warm, not too cold....oh, it was just gorgeous.
Right around Halloween, we carved our pumpkin and I made some Halloween cupcakes (or as Aiden calls them, "Puckcakes"). On Halloween night, we headed over to grandma and grandpa's for some trick or treating around their neighborhood. Aiden was Thomas the Tank Engine (Aiden says, "Thomas the Tankin Tankin) and Nathan was a cow. Nathan absolutely despised his costume, but he looked really cute. Aiden liked his costume, until he had to walk up steps and then I had to hold the front up for him so he wouldn't trip. He refused to say trick or treat until after the candy giver had closed the door and he was walking away. If someone didn't open their door immediately, Aiden would bang on the door and yell, "HELLO!!!!". So he's three and doesn't know that it's rude.... Everyone had a great sense of humor about it and thought he was really cute. One lady thought Nathan was a doll instead of an actual baby. Probably because he had his costume on and wouldn't make any expression on his face.
Aiden did a great job and didn't get scared once - although we did avoid the house where John noticed someone lurking behind the front door in a hockey mask. But Aiden does still talk about ghosts whenever we leave the house after dark. I'm not sure where he got the idea about ghosts, but I think it was from school. He doesn't seem to be scared; he just talks about ghosts after dark as though it's a fact of life.
Anyway, that was our October (in relation to Halloween anyway). Enjoy the photos!
I decided to be festive and make Halloween cupcakes. Devil's Food with vanilla frosting (food color added) and chocolate sprinkles.
Aiden was very pleased with our jack-o-lantern!
Nathan at the pumpkin patch. Here he's waiting for Aiden to finish with the little kids maze.
Still looking for the perfect pumpkin.
Mommy and Nathan at the pumpkin patch!
Nathan HATED his cow costume. He refused to smile anytime we put it on him.
Our little Thomas the Tank Engine!!
Our funky little jack-o-lantern. The tooth was my doing.
Aiden found his pumpkin!
We couldn't have asked for a more beautiful fall day at Baggenstos Farms. It really was perfect weather.I'm so ready!!
I like our pediatrician and as we agree on basically everything, I want to trust his advice soooo badly. But I'm about to pull my hair out. I want Aiden to be potty trained. I want him to just act like it's something he's even somewhat interested in. I want him to decide that he wants to be a big boy and not wear diapers anymore. Does it look like any of this is even close to happening? No.
When the boys had their checkups last month, we spent some time discussing potty training. I was feeling like Aiden was getting on the old side, seeing as he had just turned three and seemed to have no interest, but the pediatrician assured me that he was still well within the normal age range. He told me that I basically needed to act like I didn't care if Aiden's potty trained or not, because Aiden would sense ANY little bit of urgency over it on my part and would resist. I'm trying so hard to act like it's no big deal, but I'm really tired of fighting with him over diaper changes. Every time he fights me, I remind him that if he doesn't want diapers anymore, he needs to put it in the potty instead.
I agree with the pediatrician that he won't be in diapers forever, but I think I need to change our game plan. Last night was the last little bit of diaper fighting that I could take. We're going to jump start this potty training TODAY.
There will be many updates to come.
When the boys had their checkups last month, we spent some time discussing potty training. I was feeling like Aiden was getting on the old side, seeing as he had just turned three and seemed to have no interest, but the pediatrician assured me that he was still well within the normal age range. He told me that I basically needed to act like I didn't care if Aiden's potty trained or not, because Aiden would sense ANY little bit of urgency over it on my part and would resist. I'm trying so hard to act like it's no big deal, but I'm really tired of fighting with him over diaper changes. Every time he fights me, I remind him that if he doesn't want diapers anymore, he needs to put it in the potty instead.
I agree with the pediatrician that he won't be in diapers forever, but I think I need to change our game plan. Last night was the last little bit of diaper fighting that I could take. We're going to jump start this potty training TODAY.
There will be many updates to come.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Aiden's Election Reaction
During dinner, I left the TV on so that I could hear the election updates while we ate. John was working late, so it was just the boys and I. Now, I make it no secret that I voted for McCain this election, but I was fully aware that Obama had a very strong following. As we were eating, they pretty much called the election for Obama. I wasn't surprised, but must have had a somewhat disappointed look on my face because Aiden looked at me and said, "Mommy, are you sad?". I smiled and said, "Just a little bit.". He looks hard at me for a moment and then says, "Maybe it was an accident. Accidents happen. You'll know what to do.". Oh, the words of wisdom from a three year old! :^)
Even though I know they won't remember any of it, I kept the boys up later than usual so that we could all watch McCain's and Obama's speeches. And even though my candidate didn't win, I am still in awe that I am able to witness such an historic event in our nation's history. What an amazing thing to see. I listened intently to Obama's speech and I am interested to see what he can for our country as President.
So, to all of my readers who helped Obama make his way to the Presidency, congrats. I am happy for the election to be over, as it was beginning to feel almost painfully long! Now, I'm off to bed to wonder what the next four years will bring (hopefully good things!). Good night all!
Even though I know they won't remember any of it, I kept the boys up later than usual so that we could all watch McCain's and Obama's speeches. And even though my candidate didn't win, I am still in awe that I am able to witness such an historic event in our nation's history. What an amazing thing to see. I listened intently to Obama's speech and I am interested to see what he can for our country as President.
So, to all of my readers who helped Obama make his way to the Presidency, congrats. I am happy for the election to be over, as it was beginning to feel almost painfully long! Now, I'm off to bed to wonder what the next four years will bring (hopefully good things!). Good night all!
Monday, November 3, 2008
Breastfeeding and today's culture
This is a bit of a small vent, even though it's something that doesn't actually apply to my current situation.
For a bit of a backstory, John and I are on opposite ends of weight issues. He's trying to lose, I'm trying to gain. So for some support and ideas on how to work together without sabotaging each other, I posted on a weight issues board. In my post, I mentioned having Aiden three years ago and that I was currently breastfeeding, but forgot to mention Nathan. I was immediately flooded with responses to my weight issues post, but none of them were in response to my actual issue. They were all regarding me breastfeeding a three year old (which I'm not, but I can't blame them for jumping to that conclusion). Like I said, I was flooded with responses telling me that I was "disgusting", "gross", "a weirdo", and "to put the boob away already".
Now, I know that I'm not actually breastfeeding a three year old, but it was still a bit appalling to me. Are people so concerned with what is perceived as culturally normal that a child's nutrition goes out the window? While I personally wouldn't breastfeed a three year old, I know that there are plenty of people who do it and that is their decision. Who are we to tell them that's not ok?
I posted again as that site doesn't let you edit your initial post and explained that I actually had a 9 month old that I was breastfeeding and that my three year old had been weaned for quite some time. I restrained myself from giving them the verbal lashing I felt like typing out. If people prefer to go around being judgemental and ignorant, then I can't stop them, but I can correct them when they jump to the wrong conclusion.
And just for an idea as to how the responses to my post turned out, only three out of 25 posts were actually in response to the weight issue. For a place where I thought I could find support for my husband and I, it turned out to be a real bust. I will not be returning to that board.
For a bit of a backstory, John and I are on opposite ends of weight issues. He's trying to lose, I'm trying to gain. So for some support and ideas on how to work together without sabotaging each other, I posted on a weight issues board. In my post, I mentioned having Aiden three years ago and that I was currently breastfeeding, but forgot to mention Nathan. I was immediately flooded with responses to my weight issues post, but none of them were in response to my actual issue. They were all regarding me breastfeeding a three year old (which I'm not, but I can't blame them for jumping to that conclusion). Like I said, I was flooded with responses telling me that I was "disgusting", "gross", "a weirdo", and "to put the boob away already".
Now, I know that I'm not actually breastfeeding a three year old, but it was still a bit appalling to me. Are people so concerned with what is perceived as culturally normal that a child's nutrition goes out the window? While I personally wouldn't breastfeed a three year old, I know that there are plenty of people who do it and that is their decision. Who are we to tell them that's not ok?
I posted again as that site doesn't let you edit your initial post and explained that I actually had a 9 month old that I was breastfeeding and that my three year old had been weaned for quite some time. I restrained myself from giving them the verbal lashing I felt like typing out. If people prefer to go around being judgemental and ignorant, then I can't stop them, but I can correct them when they jump to the wrong conclusion.
And just for an idea as to how the responses to my post turned out, only three out of 25 posts were actually in response to the weight issue. For a place where I thought I could find support for my husband and I, it turned out to be a real bust. I will not be returning to that board.
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