Wednesday

I couldn't think of a title for this post so I went with today. I've been on a blogging break lately. Not because I don't have anything to write about. Its because I don't have any free time. I almost listed my 2yr old on craigslist yesterday under the "Free" section. She knows what buttons to push and she pushes them all. I feel bad for her, I do. She just wants some undivided attention, which is hard with 2 babies in the house. I try to give that to her when the twins are napping but she spends 2/3 of her day in time out anyway. Shes only 2, she doesn't always understand why we want her to do what we want her to do, but she needs to learn right from wrong. She might send me to an early grave. Martin thinks its payback for me being a royal pain as a child, but that didn't happen until I was older (mom & dad need not comment). I'm hoping to find a nice adoptive family for her by then.

Lily is another story. Shes either growing teeth or horns. She'll smile at you with her twinkling

eyes, and the second you turn away there's smoke flaring out of her nostrils. I don't know what to do to help her. She sleeps all night but during the day she can't catch a wink of sleep for fear that the world might stop spinning if shes not screaming at the top of her lungs. Ella teething was a walk in the park. I didn't know she had a tooth until she bit me, so this is a whole new thing for me.

Its easy to forget that Drew is here because he just sits and smiles and sleeps and smiles some more. I haven't had to do to much dealing with doctors and pharmacies and insurance companies lately because hes been relatively healthy. Hes had a cold for about 2 weeks now and sounds kind of junkie but he can clear it when he coughs, although it comes right back 2 minutes later.

I got a call from the hospital letting us know that they were cancelling their scheduled "home care" visit to give him the Synagis shot since insurance wasn't going to cover it. I told them that our doctors were working on an appeal. They told me that a lot of times insurance automatically rejects the request because not many people go to the trouble of appealing (they must not know me!). So I asked the woman what the process would be for getting the shot without insurance approval, as in paying for it ourselves [and living in a cardboard box out back until we can afford to pay for power again] and she said something to this affect "Oh, you wouldn't want to do that, its really expensive." I was like yeah, I know, like $1000 a shot and he needs six of them, we know. We, with our doctors, just really feel like its important for him to have this to eliminate any risk of RSV. She asks how much he weighs. I said about 18lbs. She said its more like $4700 a shot. HOLY WHAT?! Hopefully the appeal process works. And quickly.

Oh yeah, and I'm 30 now. It happened quietly and quickly. Someone let word out on Facebook on Monday and I got a handful of well wishes, but otherwise I was able to keep it low key. I had a great surprise on Saturday night when Martin invited some of our good friends over and got take-out from one of my favorite Thai restaurants. I drank [way to much] wine as we sat out back around the fire pit and ate smores like they were going out of style. I had a good weekend and a good birthday and hopefully 30 is as good a year as any.