...sometimes you just have to let some people be retarded by themselves.
Thanks Sid! *smiles*
Britney Marie
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Hey You Guys!
The twins decided they wanted to sleep through the night tonight. We fed them at 7:30pm, bathed them and put them in bed at 8:30pm...here it is 4:00am and they are still sleeping. Our girls rock!
About an hour ago I started reading through my old LiveJournal. I never realized how funny I used to be. I also didn't realize that I cursed like a sailor. How times change.
I am really quite bored right now. I've already done the dishes and the laundry that I was saving for tomorrow. All the things that are on my to do list for today are things that I have to wait until businesses open to do. First off, I have to call my OB doctor and get him to send a letter to my good-for-nothin' insurance company. See, when I was in the hospital having the twins I had my OB and per hospital policy (and the fact that I was having twins) there was a second doctor assisting the c-section. Before the surgery I had spoken with this secondary physician and he had agreed to tie my tubes. (Two kids is enough!) Well, with all the complications that I had during the surgery, no one told me whether or not the tubal was actually performed, and to this day I still have not been billed for it. So, yeah, I freaked the hell out earlier when I realized this fact.
Anywho, the only explanation of benefits I have recieved from my insurance (from this doctor) has been for the assist. And my good-for-nothin' insurance company says they won't pay for an assistant...even though it is hospital policy that one be present. I still have not recieved one for my tubal. So, I called the doctor today (the secondary) and asked to make sure that the tubal was performed even though there were a lot of complications. For some reason, there was no record of me in their computer. So the lady had to call me back after she figured out what was going on. Basically, I'm not going to be charged for the tubal because they can get more money out of me by charging for the assist. There be the problem...our insurance would cover the tubal, no problem. Ugh. Stupid doctors. Stupid insurance. Argh! I just wanna bite someone's face off!
But I digress...so I have to call my regular OB to get him to write a letter to my insurance company to tell them that it was medically necessary to have two doctors in there, and they need to get their asses in gear and start paying for my medical bills.
I hate growing up. A few years ago I wouldn't have to worry with any of this crap. Now it seems like it is a constant battle.
In other news, Deidre and I are going to a Fall Out Boy concert on November 3rd. The first 100 tickets purchased (during the presale) get early entry into the arena. The first 30 tickets get a meet and greet. Now, I don't want to get my hopes up or anything, but the fact remains that the tickets went on sale at 3:00pm on the 18th, and I had purchased them by 3:01pm. I don't see how we could *not* be one of the first 30 tickets, but we'll see. Stranger things have happened...and stranger things have sucked. We'll find out a week before the concert if we won the meet and greet. *fingers crossed*
Apparently yesterday was talk like a pirate day or something. I had no idea. It was all over Flickr though.So, in honor of that day (even though I didn't find out about it until almost midnight) I watched "The Goonies". I forgot how much I heart that movie.
Since it is now 5:25am and I have yet to get into bed...I think I'll bid you all goodnight. Aw, who am I kidding...I'm just going to curl up on the couch and watch another movie...I'm thinking "The Princess Bride."
Britney Marie
About an hour ago I started reading through my old LiveJournal. I never realized how funny I used to be. I also didn't realize that I cursed like a sailor. How times change.
I am really quite bored right now. I've already done the dishes and the laundry that I was saving for tomorrow. All the things that are on my to do list for today are things that I have to wait until businesses open to do. First off, I have to call my OB doctor and get him to send a letter to my good-for-nothin' insurance company. See, when I was in the hospital having the twins I had my OB and per hospital policy (and the fact that I was having twins) there was a second doctor assisting the c-section. Before the surgery I had spoken with this secondary physician and he had agreed to tie my tubes. (Two kids is enough!) Well, with all the complications that I had during the surgery, no one told me whether or not the tubal was actually performed, and to this day I still have not been billed for it. So, yeah, I freaked the hell out earlier when I realized this fact.
Anywho, the only explanation of benefits I have recieved from my insurance (from this doctor) has been for the assist. And my good-for-nothin' insurance company says they won't pay for an assistant...even though it is hospital policy that one be present. I still have not recieved one for my tubal. So, I called the doctor today (the secondary) and asked to make sure that the tubal was performed even though there were a lot of complications. For some reason, there was no record of me in their computer. So the lady had to call me back after she figured out what was going on. Basically, I'm not going to be charged for the tubal because they can get more money out of me by charging for the assist. There be the problem...our insurance would cover the tubal, no problem. Ugh. Stupid doctors. Stupid insurance. Argh! I just wanna bite someone's face off!
But I digress...so I have to call my regular OB to get him to write a letter to my insurance company to tell them that it was medically necessary to have two doctors in there, and they need to get their asses in gear and start paying for my medical bills.
I hate growing up. A few years ago I wouldn't have to worry with any of this crap. Now it seems like it is a constant battle.
In other news, Deidre and I are going to a Fall Out Boy concert on November 3rd. The first 100 tickets purchased (during the presale) get early entry into the arena. The first 30 tickets get a meet and greet. Now, I don't want to get my hopes up or anything, but the fact remains that the tickets went on sale at 3:00pm on the 18th, and I had purchased them by 3:01pm. I don't see how we could *not* be one of the first 30 tickets, but we'll see. Stranger things have happened...and stranger things have sucked. We'll find out a week before the concert if we won the meet and greet. *fingers crossed*
Apparently yesterday was talk like a pirate day or something. I had no idea. It was all over Flickr though.So, in honor of that day (even though I didn't find out about it until almost midnight) I watched "The Goonies". I forgot how much I heart that movie.
Since it is now 5:25am and I have yet to get into bed...I think I'll bid you all goodnight. Aw, who am I kidding...I'm just going to curl up on the couch and watch another movie...I'm thinking "The Princess Bride."
Britney Marie
Saturday, September 15, 2007
A Day In The Life
Today we are having a game night at our house. Some friends from Ricky's work are coming over and we're going to play the heck out of some "Mario Kart: Double Dash", "Mortal Kombat", and "Smash Brothers: Melee". It is going to be awesome! In keeping with tradition I have baked a cake for the event.
Last night at the midnight feeding I was feeding Emma. She had only taken three of the six ounces of formula that she normally takes. So, after burping her, I set her up for some more. Apparently that was just not what she wanted and she spit up with the bottle still in her mouth. That made the baby vomit spray out everywhere. I immediately took out the bottle, and she projectile vomited twice, hitting the couch (which luckily was covered with a blanket for just such an occurrance) and hitting Ricky in the arm. Needless to say, we changed her clothes, and put her to bed. She was done.
Olivia, on the other hand, waited until she was put into bed before vomiting. She got it all over her sheets, clothes, and it was all in her hair. Since she was so gross, we gave her a bath, (the second one for the night) and put her to bed. After that, both girls slept really well.
Our cats have decided to go crazy. For some reason they think it is ok to get in the cribs. The girls are never in there, but they know better to get into them when they're empty too. Now, normally I would just pick the offending kitty up and get them out of the girls room. Unfortunately, the kitties have decided that merely getting into the girls cribs is no longer sufficient. Here's what they've decided to do.
Fortunately, we have waterproof mattress pads so the mattress isn't all gross. I don't know what has gotten into our kitties, but I think it's safe to say that they don't like our daughters.
I finally got around to finishing up Alicia and Patrick's wedding gift. I'm only two months late with it. I'm also in the process of making Christmas gifts for people. It sucks to be poor.
Time to make rice krispy treats and make some lunch.
BritneyMarie
Last night at the midnight feeding I was feeding Emma. She had only taken three of the six ounces of formula that she normally takes. So, after burping her, I set her up for some more. Apparently that was just not what she wanted and she spit up with the bottle still in her mouth. That made the baby vomit spray out everywhere. I immediately took out the bottle, and she projectile vomited twice, hitting the couch (which luckily was covered with a blanket for just such an occurrance) and hitting Ricky in the arm. Needless to say, we changed her clothes, and put her to bed. She was done.
Olivia, on the other hand, waited until she was put into bed before vomiting. She got it all over her sheets, clothes, and it was all in her hair. Since she was so gross, we gave her a bath, (the second one for the night) and put her to bed. After that, both girls slept really well.
Our cats have decided to go crazy. For some reason they think it is ok to get in the cribs. The girls are never in there, but they know better to get into them when they're empty too. Now, normally I would just pick the offending kitty up and get them out of the girls room. Unfortunately, the kitties have decided that merely getting into the girls cribs is no longer sufficient. Here's what they've decided to do.
Fortunately, we have waterproof mattress pads so the mattress isn't all gross. I don't know what has gotten into our kitties, but I think it's safe to say that they don't like our daughters.
I finally got around to finishing up Alicia and Patrick's wedding gift. I'm only two months late with it. I'm also in the process of making Christmas gifts for people. It sucks to be poor.
Time to make rice krispy treats and make some lunch.
BritneyMarie
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Fat Baby & Ultra-Mega Fat Baby
Emma and Olivia had a weigh in yesterday. Olivia is 9lbs (50th percentile, right on target.) and Emma is 11lbs (99th percentile, fat fat baby.)
The nutritionist lady we spoke with kept calling Em, "a chunk".
Britney Marie
The nutritionist lady we spoke with kept calling Em, "a chunk".
Britney Marie
Sunday, August 26, 2007
I Thought The Weekend Was The Relaxing Part Of The Week...
Apparently I was misinformed.
Olivia is sick. She's been projectile vomiting her entire bottle contents all day. We've tried to give her Pedialyte, but she seems to throw that up as well. She's also got a bit of a temperature. Tomorrow at 8am, we have a doctors appointment for her.
Emma won't sleep. She had no problem napping today while my mom was here, but as soon as Grammie left (that's what we call my mom) she decided she was going to protest by refusing to sleep. We fed her at 9pm, it's now a little after 11pm and she is still awake. Anytime I try to get her to go to sleep, she cries. Luckily, Olivia isn't having a problem going to sleep.
They've been like this all weekend, except last night when Emma was also puking up her entire bottle. She threw up so bad in her crib, it hit the wall...twice! We went through four separate crib sheets yesterday!
I swear, I don't think I'll ever sleep again.
You know I love you all, but anyone who complains about having one child can kiss my ass. If we had had triplets, I think I might be dead.
Oh, and I'm also having trouble with my kidneys. I have been in so much pain the past two days. It's not quite to the point it was last time when I had to go to the hospital, but I can tell its only a matter of days before it gets to that point. I've tried to take motrin to see if that helps like it did last time, but so far nothing. I hope it gets better, I can't afford to be taken out of commission right now with a one child who's sick and one child who's an insomniac.
Britney Marie
Olivia is sick. She's been projectile vomiting her entire bottle contents all day. We've tried to give her Pedialyte, but she seems to throw that up as well. She's also got a bit of a temperature. Tomorrow at 8am, we have a doctors appointment for her.
Emma won't sleep. She had no problem napping today while my mom was here, but as soon as Grammie left (that's what we call my mom) she decided she was going to protest by refusing to sleep. We fed her at 9pm, it's now a little after 11pm and she is still awake. Anytime I try to get her to go to sleep, she cries. Luckily, Olivia isn't having a problem going to sleep.
They've been like this all weekend, except last night when Emma was also puking up her entire bottle. She threw up so bad in her crib, it hit the wall...twice! We went through four separate crib sheets yesterday!
I swear, I don't think I'll ever sleep again.
You know I love you all, but anyone who complains about having one child can kiss my ass. If we had had triplets, I think I might be dead.
Oh, and I'm also having trouble with my kidneys. I have been in so much pain the past two days. It's not quite to the point it was last time when I had to go to the hospital, but I can tell its only a matter of days before it gets to that point. I've tried to take motrin to see if that helps like it did last time, but so far nothing. I hope it gets better, I can't afford to be taken out of commission right now with a one child who's sick and one child who's an insomniac.
Britney Marie
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
It’s Tearin’ Up My Heart
I've got a busy next couple of days ahead of me.
Tomorrow (well, I guess technically that would be today, but whatever...) I have a 9am WIC meeting, the first meeting that I have to take the girls to. It's also my very first outing with just me and the girls. We'll see how well that goes. Then at 3pm, we have a meeting with Tallahassee Pediatrics to get our medicaid paperwork in order for the girls. Gotta love free medical. I was not looking forward to having to pay the NICU bill for Olivia, 13 days stay would be an assload of money!
Friday Deidre is coming over for the weekend. It's the first time she's going to get to see the girls. So, far all we've got planned to do while she's here is stay in our pajamas and watch crappy "horror" movies 'til its time to go to bed. Olivia has a doctors appointment at 1:30pm also. Nothing's wrong, it's just her weekly checkup. She won't have to do that anymore once she reaches 6lbs, which I'm pretty sure she's done. Last Friday Emma weighed in at 6lbs 6oz and Olivia weighed in at 5lbs 12oz. They've been gaining at least an ounce a day, so I'm pretty confidant that she's made her goal.
Saturday we're going to have some of Ricky's friend over for video games again like we did last Saturday. I am so ready to pwn them in Mario Kart again, and maybe one or two people in Mortal Kombat. I'm getting pretty good with one particular character.
I actually don't think we have anything going on Sunday, so it will be nice to have a full day of laziness this weekend with nowhere we have to go.
Britney Marie
Tomorrow (well, I guess technically that would be today, but whatever...) I have a 9am WIC meeting, the first meeting that I have to take the girls to. It's also my very first outing with just me and the girls. We'll see how well that goes. Then at 3pm, we have a meeting with Tallahassee Pediatrics to get our medicaid paperwork in order for the girls. Gotta love free medical. I was not looking forward to having to pay the NICU bill for Olivia, 13 days stay would be an assload of money!
Friday Deidre is coming over for the weekend. It's the first time she's going to get to see the girls. So, far all we've got planned to do while she's here is stay in our pajamas and watch crappy "horror" movies 'til its time to go to bed. Olivia has a doctors appointment at 1:30pm also. Nothing's wrong, it's just her weekly checkup. She won't have to do that anymore once she reaches 6lbs, which I'm pretty sure she's done. Last Friday Emma weighed in at 6lbs 6oz and Olivia weighed in at 5lbs 12oz. They've been gaining at least an ounce a day, so I'm pretty confidant that she's made her goal.
Saturday we're going to have some of Ricky's friend over for video games again like we did last Saturday. I am so ready to pwn them in Mario Kart again, and maybe one or two people in Mortal Kombat. I'm getting pretty good with one particular character.
I actually don't think we have anything going on Sunday, so it will be nice to have a full day of laziness this weekend with nowhere we have to go.
Britney Marie
Apparently The Crazies Come Out Earlier Now
Picture it: Tallahassee, yesterday.
I'm up all night with the girls. I lay down to go to sleep a little before 7am. At 7am I get a phone call from a "unknown caller." Since that is what it says when Ricky calls from work, I answer. On the other end is a girl who said her name was "Amber". And she is looking for Britney Marie. I tell her that's me. Then she asks me if I own a gold car. Naturally, I tell her that I do not. Then she proceeds to question me. Turns out, a gold car was parked in front of her boyfriends house over the weekend, and somehow paperwork (she never said what kind of paperwork) with my name was inside. Now, I am the only Britney Marie in the state of Florida...so why the hell is my name in this car. Then she keeps asking me questions. Finally, we manage to get on the subject of other [in-laws name]. I tell her the only other one I know of is my sister in law. She then proceeds to tell me my mother in laws name and ask if that's Gert's mom. And it is. After a few minutes of this I tell her I'm not the one she's looking for and I'm sorry I can't be of more help. She says thanks and hangs up on me.
Now what I want to know is 1) how did she get my unlisted number, b) how does she know my mother in law, and 3) why is my name on some paperwork in a car I've never been in!
After that ordeal I was quite awake again. So I stayed up and watched a movie. Then after I fed the girls Emma spit up so violently it came shooting out her nose, twice. So I had to run around the house to find the booger sucker so I could suck out all the formula from her nose, so my daughter could breathe, twice. (Yes, I lost the booger sucker after using it the first time.) Then Olivia decided to do that as well, twice. And, not only did it come shooting out Olivia's nose, she also decided to projectile vomit across the nursery. There are still spots on the floor. Ugh.
On a better note, one of Ricky's co-workers came over for about four hours and we all played video games. I kicked his ass at Mario Kart and Mortal Kombat. Yeah, that's right! LoL!
I'd love to stay and chat some more, but I've got a hungry baby that has decided not to let me type anymore. I can't wait for the days when they're sleeping through the night. Please, oh please, oh please, come quickly!
Britney Marie
I'm up all night with the girls. I lay down to go to sleep a little before 7am. At 7am I get a phone call from a "unknown caller." Since that is what it says when Ricky calls from work, I answer. On the other end is a girl who said her name was "Amber". And she is looking for Britney Marie. I tell her that's me. Then she asks me if I own a gold car. Naturally, I tell her that I do not. Then she proceeds to question me. Turns out, a gold car was parked in front of her boyfriends house over the weekend, and somehow paperwork (she never said what kind of paperwork) with my name was inside. Now, I am the only Britney Marie in the state of Florida...so why the hell is my name in this car. Then she keeps asking me questions. Finally, we manage to get on the subject of other [in-laws name]. I tell her the only other one I know of is my sister in law. She then proceeds to tell me my mother in laws name and ask if that's Gert's mom. And it is. After a few minutes of this I tell her I'm not the one she's looking for and I'm sorry I can't be of more help. She says thanks and hangs up on me.
Now what I want to know is 1) how did she get my unlisted number, b) how does she know my mother in law, and 3) why is my name on some paperwork in a car I've never been in!
After that ordeal I was quite awake again. So I stayed up and watched a movie. Then after I fed the girls Emma spit up so violently it came shooting out her nose, twice. So I had to run around the house to find the booger sucker so I could suck out all the formula from her nose, so my daughter could breathe, twice. (Yes, I lost the booger sucker after using it the first time.) Then Olivia decided to do that as well, twice. And, not only did it come shooting out Olivia's nose, she also decided to projectile vomit across the nursery. There are still spots on the floor. Ugh.
On a better note, one of Ricky's co-workers came over for about four hours and we all played video games. I kicked his ass at Mario Kart and Mortal Kombat. Yeah, that's right! LoL!
I'd love to stay and chat some more, but I've got a hungry baby that has decided not to let me type anymore. I can't wait for the days when they're sleeping through the night. Please, oh please, oh please, come quickly!
Britney Marie
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