Got Junk in my... eye.. sigh

The other night I was making my weekly Target rounds (really, we need TP AGAIN?!) when my right eye started to itch. GAH. Did I get something in there? Was my contact dry? I get home and peel my contact from my eye. The next morning I wake up to this:

Okay, thats not me (my eyes are more greenish)

But all the same I wake up to a throbbing red eye. Convinced that it was a corneal abrasion from my contacts, I didn't worry too much about it, but made an appt with the after hours Dr "just to make sure".. apparently just to make sure it was, indeed, my friend conjunctivitis back for a visit.

The Dr assumed I got it from Lucas and the den of diseases that we like to call "preschool". But no, the kid's eyes are fine (for now, knocking on wood.. crap! Does Ikea particle board count?!), just mommy got the junk.

The Dr, the same one who treated me for mastitis 2 weeks ago (haha, Aetna! Look who's laughing now!) prescribes an antibiotic drop and tells me to wash my hands frequently and sterilize my house and throw out my make-up and don't touch my kids. So after buying all the Lysol (yea, screw you METHOD. I try go all "green" and immediately get bacteria growing in my eyes. Back to the earth damaging, but bacteria killing chemicals over here) products that they have at Rite-Aid during the 15 minutes it took them to put a label on a bottle of eye drops, I head home to flush my eyes out. But before doing so, I read the instruction packet.. which comments something about "nursing moms may not want to nurse while using.." WTF?! So what do I do? Consult Dr. Google of course!

And Dr. Google and Kellymom.com both tell me, no, these eyedrops are just fine while nursing. Whew.

But Dr. Google also tells me that one of the best remedies for eye problems in nursing moms is, well, breastmilk. Like, in your eye. Like squirting milk in your eye.

The best part about this is that I actually bent my head over and tried to figure out how to squirt my own milk in my eye. Then, because I'm TOTALLY sick like that. thought "Crap, I should have Jason film this and become an instant YouTube sensation!"

Nothing cuter in the UNIVERSE than..

BABY BUTTS!

I know its a bit of a cop out. I come here like once a week and just post a picture of Zoe.. or a video of Lucas' skateboarding.

What? I didn't post a video of Lucas totally ripping? MY BAD!

It's not that I'm bored. It's not that I have nothing to write about. It's that I'm BUSY. SO AMAZINGLY BUSY. My teeter-totter has now shifted to the other side. Balance? Yea. Don't ask me. I went from being pretty much a stay at home mom with nothing to do, to a work at home mom - turning away business - and working like a mad woman. Seriously I have worked everyday for the last 2 weeks. But I'm excited.. really excited to be working again. But it is a challenge to find this balance. So bear with me at the moment.. and check out Lucas aka DJ Lance.

OLD smacked me in the face

How do you envision yourself? In your head, when you "see" yourself talking to other people, or at a party, how do you "look"? And does that differ from reality?

I guess that I still envision myself younger than I appear or am. I'm the youngest in my group of friends, I know about trends and what's hip, I have a flippin' MySpace page. When I walk through the mall, I think that I look like a young mom. When I'm without my kids I think that people would be "surprised" to hear that I have not one, but TWO kids! I still feel like other people see me as "just starting out"..

Yesterday the reality of this caught up to me.

I worked an event in Pasadena and over the course of the 4 hours I was there, I had about 5 different women tell me I look familiar and do I have kids at soandso school. At first I was laughing that my alter-ego twin lives in Pasadena.. then it hit me. All the women that were saying this, looked old to me. Not super old, but older.. like Moms..like the type of women that with or without their kids, one could tell they were Moms. They were in that stage of their life. And it honestly never occurred to me before yesterday that I fit that category.

Maybe I should stop shopping in the Jr's department?

She Sits!

Now onto crawling..

There's a Rooster on my Head!

Just your typical Saturday morning around here..