So, I'm in my bed. Eating chocolate graham crackers and merengue icing bc I ran out of Oreos (darn children). It's ok as I'm almost positive the icing I made takes strikingly similar to the Oreo's cream filling. I am satisfied.
All because my boys went to preschool today. Yes, you heard that right. They BOTH went to school. My husband had the day off and dropped them off for me. I felt like I would become too emotional when I dropped off the baby. Esp after not having slept at all last night. I really wish Gray would figure his body out and sleep again. I need a nice long coma. Honestly, bc a decent night's sleep is a long ways away.
I had two drs apts today (*sigh* I would've like to just nap the whole time, but that would be asking too much). In all seriousness, I could've had an apt with my OB/GYN and still been happy bc I was kid less. My first appointment was with my dermatologist. When I was pregnant with Jackson, I developed chloasma (sp?). It's a skin disorder where the pigment of your skin becomes darker. Now, normally I'd be stoked, right? Who wouldn't want a beautiful tan year round? Ummm, that's not what I'm talking about here. With chloasma, only PARTS of your skin change color. In my case, it looked like I had a mustache. Let's all say it together now: "MILF!!!" With Gray, it got worse, covering my forehead, both cheeks and upper lip. My face looked dirty all the time. The docs say it's hormone related and it should go away on it's own after I stopped nursing. Well, sad news, it didn't. Plus, I'm starting to wrinkle from all the yelling I'm doing. Kidding, it's just from getting older lol. Oh, and let's not forget breaking out all over my face... What's that? Oh yeah, I'm almost 30 and breaking out like I'm 13. Sweet.
At first, my doctor only prescribed Retin-A. It kind of works, but let me just say, if you use Retin-A, get a Clarisonic face scrubber. It's worth it. Peeling is the #1 side effect of Retin-A and by using the Clarisonic nightly, I have yet to peel. "What is Retin-A?" You ask... Well, it's basically Vitamin A lotion. It penetrates DEEP into the skin to encourage quicker cell growth. It's supposed to help with everything: wrinkles, acne, acne scars, skin discoloration... You name it. One of the draw backs is that it is water-soluble which means if your face is even SLIGHTLY damp after you clean it, the water molecules will break down the Retin-A molecules and you'll basically be wasting a $75 tube of this stuff. Really, it's that expensive. Another downer is that any other acne medication containing peroxide will stop the Retin-A from working. So basically, not only do I have to wait 20 minutes from the time I wash my face until I'm able to put on the Retin-A, I can't use the one type of product that was starting to work for me.
Awesome.
But, I decided to give it a try. And my results? Smaller pores, skin discoloration is less noticeable, acne scars are fading and wrinkles are getting stopped in their tracks. Acne? Eh, still there. Which is why I wanted to see my doc again. Without my boys accompanying me, I was about 30 seconds from being late... And then, luck was with me. I hit almost every green light, my favorite Aerosmith song came on pandora and I found a front row parking spot in a very crowded parking garage. Not to mention the fact that I had no children to unbuckle. No "snail-walkers" that complained the whole way from the car to the building. No extra stops on the elevator because the baby decided to push every button he could reach (obviously I pay attention to my children, but let's face it: kids. are. fast. And sneaky.). The only reason I ended up being a tad late was because the woman in front of me asked a million questions. And they weren't even relevant to the visit. Sometimes it's a curse having common sense because it makes me more aware of people who lack it. Smh. Today, I'm on too of the world. I am kid less. No trading children with other families, no con-ing my husband to watch them and definitely no set backs. I get in to see my Dr, add a medication and I'm off! Quick as that! I mean, I could definitely get used to this. From now on, ALL drs apts are on Tuesdays!!!
Then, CVS happened. Damn them. Their pharmacy took forever. Mind you, they told me 30 minutes or less. It was almost an hour. There's only so much randomness you can look at while perusing the aisles of CVS before you become so bored that you sit at the pharmacy's waiting area. I looked at everything. I spent quite a long time in the "As Seen on TV" section. It was all useless of course, but that small part of me wanted desperately to get something. Anything! Just to see if it worked. Curse my curiosity. Well, I DID find Gray's favorite binky brand, MAM, on clearance for $1.75 (normally $6.99). So, I hoarded the lot of them. I neglected to tell my husband they were "girl" colors. I only say this because strangers will randomly come up to me and tell me how beautiful my little girl is. And when I tell them that, no, you are mistaken, this is my son (in all camo wear), they are seriously shocked. "But," they say, "he's too beautiful to be a boy. Are you sure?" Yes, I'm sure. I've been sprayed in the face by his hose, so yeah, not a girl. I ended up buying way more things than I should have, but I'm almost positive the pharmacists do the whole "time constraint" thing so you will buy random items you probably don't need. It's a conspiracy.
After briefly talking to the manager about how ridiculous waiting for an hour for my prescription is, I find out, they can only fill 1/2 of my order and I'll need to come back tomorrow after 2. Which means: both boys. And you know what? I'm going to go to the back and if my order isn't filled yet, I'm unleashing the worst thing imaginable: boys with a sugar rush. I'm going in with my big guns here. Run wild, crazy beasts, mommy will not be yelling at you. Mwahahahahahahah. That'll show 'em. Or get me kicked out. Um, I'll go with sticking it to "the man".
I was almost late again, to my 2nd drs appointment. But, again, I was childless and was able to quickly get in and out of my car. It seriously felt odd. My 2nd apt was physical therapy. They love my boys and were heart broken when I reminded everyone the boys were in school. I had a great session and went to pick up my tiny terrorists from school.
I walked into Gray's room and that sweet little baby looked so pathetic. He was standing at the table (and it's kid-height which makes it extra adorable somehow) facing away from me with his head resting on his blanket. It was the one time I forgot to bring in my phone. I was upset. Then, I called his name and he started running toward me, crying hysterically. Like he hadn't seen me in YEARS! I'm pretty sure my heart was ripped out and I instantly felt super guilty at being so happy NOT to have them around this morning. His teachers made me laugh though. Apparently the other 5 one-year olds in the class were also crying when their parents dropped them off, that the two teachers decided everyone needed to play outside right away. It worked like a charm. Within seconds of being outside, surrounded by toys and slides, they all forgot what the hell they were so upset about and the day continued on as normal. Well, up until lunch time. I'm guessing all the other moms are like me and put their kiddos down right after lunch for a nice long nap. Lol. You could just tell they were all exhausted. And being around all 6 of these little babies was just the cutest thing ever. Maybe when gray goes to kindergarten, I'll start working in the one-year old room at pre-k lol. Ummm maybe not hahaha.
We picked up Jackson and went home. Adios freedom! See you on Friday lol.
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