Okay I need some definite reassurance. My whole tummy is a mess of muscle pain, I can’t get up, sneeze, cough, or even pee with some muscle hurting. And the round ligament pain that I think is happening hasn’t stopped, it continues to pull and twist (maybe not twist but it feels that way). I also feel like someone is stabbing me in the crotch with a knife. So I ask you dear readers, is this normal? And is anyone else experiencing this agony with me?
I’m working on a family tree. Eventually I would like to have enough that I could make it all pretty with calligraphy and such and mount it and hang it in the den with all of the other stuff my father collected over the years. He was really into genealogy, and because of him I can remember back to my great great grandpa without looking it up. I don’t know how to add peoples siblings like E’s and such so if you have any suggested or helpful advice or links Please let me know! Thanks! I figure this will be a great way for Baby Stauffer to know what a great line he comes from. 
Here is an article I came across that I thought you would find very interesting! I’m only going to copy out the summary since it’s a bunch of medical jargon, and the summary lays it out clearly! Enjoy.
Adverse Drug Reactions in Breastfed Infants: Less Than Imagined
Summary: Medication use during breastfeeding shortens the duration of breastfeeding often because of overly cautious information given by healthcare providers. No comprehensive review of the literature on infant adverse reactions from drugs in breastmilk has been published. All published studies and case reports on adverse events in infants caused by medications (excluding drugs of abuse) in breastmilk were identified and analyzed. Of 100 case reports evaluated, none were considered to be “definite” using a standard ranking scale; 47% were “probable” and 53% were “possible.” Drugs with central nervous system activity accounted for half of all reports. All 3 reported fatalities involved central nervous system depressants, but each had extenuating circumstances. At least 63% of reported cases were in neonates and 78% were in infants 2 months or younger; only 4% of adverse reactions ocurred in infants older than 6 months of age. Published studies expand on and generally reinforce the analysis of case reports. By taking a few simple precautions in drug selection and considering the infant’s age, breastfeeding rarely needs to be discouraged or discontinued when a mother needs drug therapy.
Clinical Pediatrics. 2003;42:325-340.
I’m so tired I don’t want to do ANYTHING. It’s only 1:40 and I have to be here until 4pm?!?! There is so much to do at home. For accountability I’m going to write it down here:
1: Finish cleaning basement carpets
2: laundry, laundry, laundry, laundry!!!
3: make vet appt for dear sweet Ella
4: sleep
5: take sewing machine to grandmommy (tell her happy birthday to you nitwit)
6: disassemble full bed and take out of “nursery” to basement bedroom when carpet dry (obviously this is an Erich job but still)
7: pay bills
8: get some friggin sleep
there’s more but that should do for now, if I can finish that, I’ll move on to a new list. **sigh**
July 16. I’ve been sitting here thinking and thinking and thinking, what is so significant about July 16? IT”S MY GRANDMOTHERS BIRTHDAY! Dangit I’m getting bad at remembering crap. Now what to do for her…
I think I may try to escape the evil clutches of this place early today. I’m completely exhausted. And there is so much to do at home. I think I need to go home, what do you think? And I’m not feeling all that great. Not pukey, just not good. And all those muscle cramps/pulls have caused my hip bones to be incredibly sore. There has to be some sort of shifting going on in there. And my ab muscles are becoming increasingly sore. But it’s great ya know, cause I’m pregnant! I know I know you already know this but hey, give me a break, the idea is still sinking in!
Dialog from the house:
Baby in Tummy: “Gee I bet if I rock this boat it will push on that little bag over that that fills with potty”
Mama says to Papa: ” Man, I have to go to the batheroom again!”
**drip drip drip**
Baby in Tummy: “That is stinking hiliarious! There wasn’t in potty in the little bag! I wonder if I can do it again!?”
and the saga continues…
Crap, crap, crap. Now I am very very very worried that that bean in there isn’t there at all. I just read this, and I’m physically about to just sit here and cry my eyes out. I don’t know what to do and there is no reassurance. I need a doppler and I need one NOW. Maybe my friend at the local MD office will be able to help me out. But if not, crap, it’s going to be a long week.
I say.. you think…
