NOT! First off, I woke up yesterday morning with facial swelling. I had the lips of Angelina Jolie (probably punishment for all of my Brangelina rants) and the nose of an old drunk. My face was SO swollen. I apparently had an allergic reaction to something which has since converted itself into hives.
Ignore the mess behind me. I'm at work and creative minds are messy. (Plus, it's not MY mess) But, check out the red rash all over my face. It's down my back and arms. I'm like a cat against a scratching post - if something's not moving, I'm rubbing up against it. I had to run out to Bigg's (local grocery chain) to get a t-shirt since I wore a heavy shirt today. (It's 60 degrees in Cincinnati) I also grabbed some Claritin to help with the itching. You know it's bad when you ask the pharmacist what you can take and they take a step back with a look like they've just seen Bigfoot. Not a good day for me.
Plus, my poor little Addison had to have 5 vaccinations yesterday. I swear, they vaccinate against everything these days. They gave her one for ear infections! Where was that when I was a kid? Heck - where's that now? Poor little thing is so tiny that her legs are bruised from the shots. She's still a peanut - a whopping 8 lbs, 13 ounces. She's going to be the tiny one.
When I was growing up, my best friend was a girl named Jenny and she had a sister, Amy that was "the tiny one". Jenny was like me-she wasn't a small girl. But, Amy was and when they were teenagers, Jenny hated Amy for that. I worry that will be the case with Maggie and Addison. I had to chuckle and think to myself "I have Jenny and Amy". I'm sure that won't be the case but it's so hard to realize that Addie is STILL not the same size Maggie was AT BIRTH and Addie is 2 months old. She's my peanut!
Oh well... enough blabbering for today. I have to go find some tree bark to scratch up against.