Macy Update

So no surgeries for Macy yet. Right before the ear tube surgery we went in for a pre-op appointment, and her ears were clear for the first time in months. So the surgery was canceled, but the doctor told us there were no guarantees... "she could walk out the door catch a cold, and have another ear infection before three days had gone by." And so with those instructions that is exactly what she did.

Alright back to Plan A, we are now waiting for ear tube surgery to be scheduled again.

Yes, really.

But she is still cute and sweet as can be.

Macy Issue One

So at some point it seemed that Macy would need to have toe surgery (to remove her little extra toe) and then while all of her ear infections are going on the doctors started telling us that she would most likely need ear tubes. So, you would think logically, we looked into doing both surgeries together. But that is not too be.

See the ENT is fine with it, but didn't do surgery where the pediatric othopedist did surgery, so he referred us to an ENT at children's hospital LA. The ENT talked to the orthopedist, and he was okay with doing the surgery together, but the ortho wasn't. So here is the catch 22, if Macy has an active ear infection or fluid in her ears the ortho considers that an infection risk for the foot surgery, if her ears are clear with no fluid, she doesn't need ear tubes. So two surgeries it is

Next Tuesday she has the ear tube surgery scheduled. And I am preparing for the fact this is the first of two surgeries over that next few months. With any luck, before she starts walking. I know for sure before the toe surgery we will take pictures to commemorate her soon to be 5 toed foot, but what do I take a picture of for her soon to be be-tubed ear drums?

Macy's Smile

So right now Macy is great. She is growing into her own personality, and one thing you have got to love is that she spends most of her time smiling and singing (with no words) and cracking us up. But she also can get mad/ panic-y if she gets hungry. This below was taken right after she finished eating, and check out that growl/ smile/ snarl.

Stars Are Born

This video is of Macy and her cackling laugh at her big sister Jane.

Late Updates

So for all of you blog followers who thought we might have fallen off the face of the earth. We are all okay, in fact we are much better. Macy is still struggling with her ear, but it seems like tubes might be in our future, and right now she is feeling okay, and we are just in a wait and see mode. Jane on the other hand is hilarious. She says the funniest things right now. She told us a few days ago that she knew that talking to strangers was bad, and then let us know that a cheetah was a stranger.

Mars had had some struggles at work, with not knowing if he would have a job next year, and at this point it is still up in the air. He is proud of the teaching he is doing, so if they don't ask him back, it is their loss. I got a promotion at work about a month ago, and my job though very hard, is increasingly rewarding.

I plan to update the blog more, now that life seems a bit more stable, and know I miss all of you.

Nothing to say

So... Macy is sick again. I don't even know what to say ... except I am just so sad.
Since she was 3 months old she has just been sick. All the time.

- 6 rounds of antibiotics
- 1 nebulizer with 3 medicines we alternate through
- 4 failed attempts at sleep training, because you can't sleep train a genuinely sick child
- endless coughs, runny noses, and fevers
- 3 eye infections and 3 ear infections
- missed days of play school (don't even know how many)
- I counted... 10 pediatrician appointments (that is one every other week on average), 1 chest x-ray, 1 pediatric pulminologist, 2 ENTs

Everyone just says it is a tough year all around, and there is nothing specifically wrong with her. Mars and I hold on to this little hope that she is just getting everything in one year and she will be the healthiest toddler there ever was. But we are tired and spring/summer can not get here soon enough for us. Sorry to whine.

Some big pink shoes

For those of you who know me, this will only come as half a surprise. I sit here today wondering not how I have a daughter who wears a size 9 shoe at 2 years and 7 months old (I have huge feet of my own), not how I have a daughter who likes athletic shoes (a bit obsessed with sneakers, I admit), but how it is that we have 5 pairs of shoes that fit her right now, and they are all pink, by her own choice. The Puma ones also light up and flash once when she steps. I might never get over this. The leopard ones are house slippers. I guess it suits her, and they make her very happy.

Failed Attempts

Okay so on our last two days before going back to work from winter break (two weeks for Mars, and one week for me) we had two goals. One nice sushi dinner out, and a bike ride with the bike trailer and the girls.

Last Night: we decide to try a new sushi restaurant Sushi-ya Matsu
http://www.yelp.com/biz/sushi-ya-matsu-manhattan-beach
which is near our house and we had been hearing great things about. We were going to go early so we could still get the girls in bed by 7:30 or 8pm at the latest. We had honestly heard things like "this guy used to be the in-house caterer for Japan Airlines and is a secret hidden jem in the South Bay" and "tons of people have followed the chef/owner from restaurant to restaurant because he is so good, and this is just his new place" We went, piled the girls in the car, had dinner. Just so you know I am not a sushi snob or anything. I like most places, and totally do not consider myself an expert. It was horrible and expensive. Not fresh, they microwaved the shirmp tempura for one of the rolls, they were going to charge us .50 cents for the top to the cup for Jane. The tuna for the tuna sushi was obviously frozen (recently). And people kept coming in the door while we were there and "the chef/ owner guy" would know them and be like "your usual". We left, $45 dollars later, and had no idea why any of them come back. At that point I was so disappointed that I had to go get frozen yoghurt before we went home, which ment we didn't get back until after 8pm, and Jane didn't get to bed until nearly 9pm.

Today: we went for an 11am bike ride which we have just returned from. Jane screamed "I WANT TO GET OUT" and sobbed for the entire time. Like 40 minutes later when we had only made it to the pier and back (about 30 short blocks for those of you not familiar with Manhattan Beach) and I was so pissed off at Jane, I just shoved her back in the car, drove home and put her down for a nap.

I swear we had a great break, but the two last things I really wanted to do, officially sucked. I am going to Macy's now to try and get a new shirt to wear tomorrow with a gift certificate I was given. Let it go, is what I keep telling myself.