Packing

So, what did we do today?

I went to Walmart twice. The first time I bought bins for our clothes. The second time I returned one of them b/c it was broken and I got a new one. Always double check before you leave the store...

My closet is empty, except for the clothes I'll be wearing during the next couple of days, and all my hangers. I threw out a big garbage bag with clothes and put away another one. The last one I will save for E. When I was younger me and my friends used to love to dress up in their parents old clothes. My mom didn't save hers. She's never been a pack rat. I try not to be either. But I wanted to save some for E to dress up in (or just laugh at). I put all my husbands clothes out in the living room. Now, if I could just get him to throw out some stuff too...

I just took down our curtains and the rods. And everything on our walls. It looks so empty. Well, if you ignore the boxes and all the other junk that is spread all over the place.

BPA confused and frustrated

I should be in bed, asleep by now. But instead I'm searching the internet for BPA-free sippy cups. The one E drinks milk from is fine, but the one she uses for juice and water is not. And I love that one! Well, not anymore. So I have to buy her new cups tomorrow. But I don't like the way the safe ones look. She needs a tall cup, not a soft spout, they're for her milk, no-spill of course, without handles. Yes, I know. I am picky, but I have my reasons for every choice here.

At least her pacifier is safe. That would be a hard one to change.

How do you really keep up with what's safe and what's not? It seems to change all the time. It's so stressful. B/c you still want to be on the safe side, even if something is just suspected to be harmful (like the BPA-level in her cups).

I still don't know what to buy tomorrow. I really like the one she has. She really likes it. Why can't it be safe? Arrgh! (That was not supposed to be a pirate sound, but a frustrated sound.)

Itsy bitsy...

Who knew it was so hard to pack. There are so many things we need up until we move that I can't pack yet. Oh, well. I guess Friday will be a long day... night.

E started doing "Imse Vimse spindel" (Itsy bitsy spider). It's so cute. She tries to do the spider climbing part, then the rain and then the sun coming up. And at the end she claps. And smiles.

The 2 latest thing we can add to her vocabulary are:
"sissi" = careful (yeah, you have to know swedish to see the connection)
" baa e - tittu" = where is - peekaboo (once again - swedish)
She has been saying tittu for a long time, but added the question about a week ago. Or, I realized what she meant about a week ago.
Oh, she says "baam" now too. For warm (varm). I think I used to say that when I was her age. Funny. I guess that was 3 things. And I'm a math teacher.. ha ha!

She napped from 1-4:30 pm today. Wow!

No crying today either...(me, not Ella). I think I ran out of tears 2 days ago. Still feeling a little sad , but it's getting better.

It's been a while

Yes, it has been a while since I blogged and I'm not quite sure where to start. My mom and A went back to Sweden. It was such a good visit. We went on day trips, walked to the park, went away for a weekend, went on a lunch cruise and some days we just stayed home. It was so nice to see them again and to see E get to know her mormor a little better. They really bonded and we are so sad that they are not here anymore. Really sad actually, as always after one of these goodbyes. But maybe even a little bit worse this time b/c E is aware now that things are different. And that breaks my heart. I wish I could combine the two worlds somehow. I'm tired of crying, of being sad, of making my family sad.

We're moving in a week. C is working really hard to get the place ready for us and I'm doing my best packing up all of our stuff. We have a lot of stuff we never use. They have to go. And as I'm packing E is unpacking...

Another big thunderstorm today. At least our pump should be working now. Last time it rained this much (2 days ago) our basement flooded. Poor C, there's always something going wrong. What is God trying to show us. I really want to sit down and talk about that soon. It's been a few weeks now since we've been able to sit down and have a good talk, C and I, and it leaves me feeling like I don't have peace about so many things. Or maybe not many, but a few. A few big ones. Or to be honest - one BIG thing.

C just called. The basement is flooded again.

I wish I could be more positive with what I'm writing. I'm just stressed out and sad right now. Hopefully this blog will be more on the positive side in a few weeks.

just need to say it...

If you have such a hard time hearing things about yourself you shouldn't be so quick to comment about others.

itchy bitchy

I tried to buy paint the other day. I didn't really understand that "what are you painting?" meant "what kind of paint do you want?" so I said "my daughter's bedroom" and the girl behind the desk picked the most expensive paint there is. I didn't really want to pay for that and she got all mad at me. I'm not very good at arguing back. I told her that I didn't understand what she meant at first, but according to her that wasn't her problem. I didn't know you had to be a pro on paint to buy it without being scr...d. I went back today with the exact info on what I needed and got my paint. And an apology from a guy that works there who overheard how I was treated the other day. That was nice.

I got prick tested today. I found out I'm allergic to trees, grass, ragweed, pet dander, feathers and dust mites. What's left??? My arms are itchy and swollen all over. And the doctor told me that my allergy medicine is destroying my nostrils. It's the only one that has worked for me so far. Of course it's bad for me. I'm not allowed to use any meds in my nose for 2 weeks so that it will heal. Next week I'm starting allergy shots. Hopefully I won't need any meds next pollen season.

a rare moment of peace

I'm home alone, it's pretty weird. C is working at the house and my mom and A took E for a walk while I'm making dinner. So I figured that while the dinner is taking care of itself for awhile I can write about yesterdays adventure.

We went to pick up my mom and A at the airport, a 3-3½ hour ride one way. We had just gotten on the highway when we realized that E chewed a hole in the only pacifier we brought with us. And the only place that carries this paci is Babies R Us. Well, we had C's mom look up the store online, we took a little detour to try to find it, but the directions didn't work for us and we got lost. Finally we found a Wahlgreens and I bought 5 pacifiers just to have some options. Did any of them work? Of course not. Let's just say that our tired little kid cried herself to sleep twice that day. Not at all stressful for the driver.

Well, that's my little pacifier story. I better check on the food and call everybody to let them know when it'll be done.