Here I am fans. I have had one heck of a week. Between school and a sick baby I have been super busy and stressed out a bit, which for me to be stressed out you know I've got to be feeling some pressure. I'll fill you all in on a little of what's been filling up my week.
For starters, apparently I have brought illness upon my house. I got a sore throat almost two weeks ago but it wasn't anything too bad. I sucked on some cough drops for a few days and got over it. Then all heck broke loose. Mari got the sore throat plus congested sinuses and all that good stuff. Then, Lilly completely stopped breastfeeding at night and her sleeping went to crap. She was doing so well breastfeeding every night so her momma didn't have to get out of bed and she was getting into a routine of sleeping 6 hours at a stretch each night and I apparently ruined it. Now she hasn't breastfed in about 4 days and hasn't slept for more than one hour at a time. We figured Lilly must have gotten what we had so Mari took her to the pediatrician today, and sure enough she has some kind of virus, nothing serious fortunately, but there's not really any treatment for it and she was told it could last up to 2 weeks. Sweet. I've been worried about Mari's sanity lately but I've successfully managed to get her out of the house to ride her horse twice this week. She always comes back a happier person. On a side note Lilly weighed in at a whopping 8lbs 11oz today. She's at the 50 percentile for her weight for ds babies and 95% for her height. Talk about tall and skinny. Compared to a non-ds baby, she's less than 3% for weight and 20% for height. In other words, just perfect.
Another big stresser for me this week has been this numerical methods class. I had written it off at the beginning of the semester as an easy class since most of it is done using a computer program and I'm typically quick to pick up on that stuff. The assignments he gave us this week were insane. Plus, you have to have the computer program to do the work. I don't have it so I've had to spend extra time at school this week. More than half of the class has dropped out already, I think there are 5 of us left. The worst part is this class probably doesn't have to be this hard. But, we've heard enough stories from our professor about the all-nighters his professors made him do that I can understand why we're getting this treatment. Thanks a lot teacher.
I have been thrown off all week from my creative writing class on Tuesday. It was my day to share a couple of my pieces with the class and get critiqued. We've done a few of the other students pieces already and they were very hard reading since a lot of them don't believe in punctuation or paragraphs. I wasn't expecting a whole lot, but I certainly wasn't expecting what I got. Apparently, I'm not as good a writer as some people have been telling me I was. I had one person straight out tell me they didn't like my short story. She said it needed a murder or an alien abduction to make it more interesting. Another woman told me I had several "grammical errors." When asked where they were exactly she could only find one, which the teacher disagreed with her on and said I had it fine. My teacher actually said my short story was pretty good. However, and a big however, he also said that my poem "Little Girl" (Mari posted it a few days ago) sounded like it was written by a pedophile because of the way I worded some of it. At that point I was getting sick to my stomache. Even though I shouldn't care too much since I'm no english major or anything it still bothered me and it was on my mind most of the week.
On a higher note, I took a test in my differential equations class on Monday. It's basically equivalent to calculus 4 at most colleges but they don't call it that here. It was our first test and I got an 83. I wasn't too pumped up about the grade until the professor told the class that only 12 out of 22 passed the test. I figured that put me in the top 6 or 7 in the class probably. I'll take it.
I did something today I've never done before. I bought a soccer ball. I played when I was a kid but I never actually bought a ball, that's what parents are for at that age. Anyway, the reason I bought a soccer ball is because I've signed up to coach a soccer team. It was a split second decision. Mari's dad was at the house a few days ago and mentioned to her that they didn't have a coach for Michael's(Mari's brother) soccer team. They only have one practice and one game per week so it's not too demanding. So, pending the results of my background check, I'll be coaching the team. They're 13-14 year olds and they probably know more about soccer than I do but I've got an ace up my sleeve. My sister Lindsay has agreed to help me out, I'm not sure why just yet but she can't back out now. Lindsay played all through high school and had a few colleges interested in giving her scholarships but she wisely picked her education over soccer. I only found out after I signed up that the season starts this week. That means the first practice is tomorrow and our first game is on Saturday. Wish us luck.
And for your Lilly fill for the day here is a picture, but I want to ask you one thing first. Is Lilly laying on her stomach, or on her back?
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