i dunno if it's because i found out i have gestational diabetes so my mind's playing tricks on me...but i've been feeling weird after eating. i want to hurry up and meet with a dietician so that i can find out for sure what i should and should not be eating. i've read some stuff online, but you know how that goes, and all of them say that you have to talk to a dietician regarding your body's specific needs. i know i need to stay away from refined sugars...so there goes all candies and cookies, which i've been loving during this pregnancy. i also gotta make sure i get some exercise, even if that just means walking around more. great. all i know is i'm not gonna poke my big fat stomach with a fat needle filled with insulin. i watched my sister do that when she was pregnant with kaelah and it wasn't a pretty sight.

made caleb salmon, asparagus and rice...and he hated it. this is the first thing he's ever rejected. previously i've always made chicken or beef with veggies and rice but i figured his brain needs more omega 3s so i tried this out. last night he fully did not want to eat his dinner and i had to resort to giving him a bottled meal because i didn't want him not to eat. instead of throwing out what i made, though, i tried "doctoring" it with chicken broth...and lo and behold, he just ate his entire bowl. thank goodness cuz i wouldn't want to waste that food.

so dave and i have been addicted to criminal minds...been dvr-ing every episode possible, plus watching it on the ion station (dunno what channel this is on digital...anyone know??) when we get into bed. dave is now my shemar moore...lol. dave's impersonations of him are kind of funny. i was never into that guy...he's a bit too "pretty" for me...but damn, he's HOT. told dave he can grow his little mustache connected goatie like that too. and wear tight shirts. and work out so that his body looks like that. just kidding. dave's favorite on that show is jj, and i know it's not only for her brains, so i can admire morgan...

gonna do pics with caleb on saturday with the same person who did our engagement photos. that should be interesting. she wants to do preggos pics too, but i'm not so keen on memorializing this big belly. we'll see.

gramma's coming back today and caleb's going to relish the attention! he's such a cutie pie...and i'm sure that's cuz i'm biased, but he is so funny and cute in his mannerisms now that he's a little boy. dancing is one of his favorite things lately...and he also has learned to shake his head "no" for everything under the sun. today is the first time he started to unravel the toilet paper roll. he likes to throw things into the trash or into his playpen and clap for himself. if he does something he deems "good", like put toys in the bucket or put my makeup brushes back where they belong, he claps for himself. he's obsessed with turning the tv on and off and still loves cell phones, especially jamming it up to your ear and listening to you say "hello." he will grab a pen and fake write, and grab a book and fake read. being home with him this break has been cool, just to see the different things he does.

we bought him one of those backpack leashes cuz he likes to walk around, but sometimes will not want us to hold his hand and will want to cruise on his own. he's getting frustrated with being in the stroller when we go out and his walking is at a point where he'd be able to handle walking for longer periods of time. i never thought i'd put a leash on my child, but for him, i'm all for it.

started him on a sippy cup...this is the nuby one which has a silicone sipper part. he didn't like the playtex or fogo one we got him, which has a hard sipper part. i think the nuby one still looks like a bottle, but at least it's a step in the right direction.

went to the doctor on monday and then the dentist on tuesday. i think i'm going to request a different dentist...this one has a scary hyper voice...not into it. dave and i held in our laughter till we got to the car, then did impersonations of how scary he was. i don't think i can handle seeing him every six months, even if the appointment only took about 10 minutes.

seriously, in like 2 months brynna is going to be here. that's nutts. we need to find beds for my mom and caleb and figure everything out. i have a feeling brynna's going to be a little bit early...maybe end of feb or early march...due date is the 6th but i'll be surprised if i last until then. plus, i was reading about gestational diabetes and how it can cause baby to be bigger, especially in the shoulders, and how that can cause more trauma during birth. i don't want a c-section...but i do remember the pain of caleb's birth in the days following. nutts. i mean, i tore all the way to butt with caleb...can't tear any more than that, right? blech.

soooo....we made the biggest mistake and will pay for it for the next few nights or so... since my dad was here and he wakes up when caleb starts crying (not like my mom, who has grown immune to his cries at night!), we picked caleb up when he started crying...and put him in our bed. BIG mistake. now he's getting up and SCREAMING at about 12:30 so that he can come to our bed. he's a smart little sucker. and we're dummies. so, starting tonight, he's going to have some screaming fits because we need to get him back into the habit of sleeping in his crib. i feel a little bit sad for him because he got 4 sore shots today at his 1 year check up, but sleeping with him in our bed is NOT an option. i thought i'd like having him snuggle up near me...you know, that super mommy/son bonding feeling...but maybe it's cuz i'm hella huge, or maybe it's cuz i just can't get comfortable even without him there, but sheez, that guy kicks me, takes up the most room on the bed, and makes me even hotter than i already am. my dad has to sleep in the living room tonight because he can't handle when caleb is screaming and ended up picking caleb up last night. we were trying to make him scream, but if you're not used to hearing it, it does sound kind of scary and heartbreaking. oh well...poor caleb, poor neighbors... i didn't think it was such a bad thing that i slept with my mom until i got kicked out when she got a boyfriend, but i really don't think the three of us sleeping together would work...dave and i don't like it and don't want him sleeping with us forever...

i wonder what my results from the blood test are...i wonder if doctor will call me. we have to see him again on monday already, so hopefully if i don't hear from him before then we'll assume everything is all good.

don't know what's going on with caleb, but his sleeps have been not so wonderful lately. last night he woke up at 12:30, went back to bed (in our bed), woke up at 2:30, drank 4 oz, woke up at 5:30, fussed and then drank another 4 oz. i dunno if he's having another growth spurt, or if his runny nose was bothering him, or if he's just not used to having grandpa instead of gramma in the room with him...

took my 3 hour glucose test today...the diet actually wasn't as bad as i thought it would be, though it did make me feel funny kine after eating 1 cup of rice and 1 apple...maybe i do have gestational diabetes after all. this morning i went to the diagnostic lab place after fasting since 8 p.m...started the first blood draw at 8:27, then 9:27, 10:27, 11:27...man. 4 blood draws sucks! after that I thought I'd be famished and grouchy, but I was actually fairly okay. went upstairs and ate at that mongolian beef place...was okay, but a little too "sauce-y" for me. after eating, though, I felt kind of funny. maybe it's my body telling me that I'm big enough and I don't need to overdo the eating...lol.

brynna's starting to do the caleb-style moving around now. can't see her moving too much yet, but i can sure feel it...i'm sure we'll start seeing it too since she's getting bigger and bigger. i really am starting to wonder what she'll look like, how big she'll be, what temperment she'll have, if she'll put us through the hell caleb did...lol. i'm still pretty clueless as to how different doodoo with a girl will be...and it kind of grosses me out to think about having to dig the doodoo out of her chingching...yuck. i also wonder about how caleb will be...at least he'll have gramma here to shower him with attention when we're busy with baby. i wonder what this labor will be like, if i'll actually be in labor this time before we go to the hospital or if they'll have to give me pitocin again. i wonder if it'll take 12 hours...if i'll be able to hold out on the meds (haha...torture). i hope her breathing is not like caleb's was so that we can go home on time and not have to stay in a little closet.

things i still have to get ready before time comes...figure out the bed situation in that room (get rid of the full size, buy two twins)...figure out the crib situation in our room (i'm pretty sure i measured correctly and it'll fit where i want it to go...wash the bassinet sheets...figure out newborn clothes to take out for her...pack a bag for dave and me for the hospital...make and freeze food for caleb for when we're gone (i don't even know what he'll be eating by then, but i figure i'll just make some food in case).

i need a nap...

Being home with Caleb over break and seeing his little antics is so cool. right now he's lying on the carpet, mumbling to himself, with his head snuggling his little lovey blanket. He just got up from a nap, doesn't want to drink his milk, but is in a pretty good mood.

His new thing is throwing things in the rubbish can, so I suppose we really should get a new one that has a top he can't manipulate. He threw two of his shapes in there this morning and who knows what else. I'm sure we've lost some toys due to his throwing them away. We just gotta teach him to throw away his diapers and nothing else...

He's such a little person now...I just trip. He's not a baby-baby anymore and this age is so cute! I can understand why people start getting the urge to have more kids when their kids start getting bigger...this age is so cute!!!! He understands more, interacts a lot, and definitely shows his personality!

Caleb is bi-polar like me...he only has two speeds...super happy and smiley and loving, and super pissed, irritated, and frustrated. And the ease with which he switches between the two is funny...just like me!!!

Started giving Caleb some different stuff to eat...for breakfast I've been giving him yogurt, which he really likes, and then we've started to give him some whole milk. He seems to like the formula better than the whole milk...he'll drink the whole milk if I give it to him in the sippy cup, but only if the stopper thing is not in there so he doesn't have to suck. I don't get it. I don't know how to get him to use the sippy cup good. Also gave him eggs...when I gave it to him with rice, he liked it...with bread, not so much. No allergic reactions thus far, knock on wood.

So I'm sure most people make their Christmas cards more religiously once they have kids...I, on the other hand, seem to be the opposite. If I'm motivated, I'll get a New Year's card out...otherwise I'll wait until baby comes and do an Easter card or something like that. Didn't even make photo announcements for Caleb...I'm just bad at stuff like that!

Tomorrow I have to start a 3 day diet which consists basically of fruit and either two slices of bread or 2/3 cup rice for breakfast, sandwich and soup for lunch, and then 1 cup rice and meat and veges for dinner. Then in the evening I can have a snack of fruit or a sandwich. It says "any meat, fish, poultry, tofu as desired and any vegetables you enjoy" so I'm assuming it's the starches that I gotta watch. Great. Oh well. I better do this diet good so my blood sugar level is good cuz otherwise I'm going to have to start poking myself 4 times a day to monitor. Frick. I know I screwed up when I did the first blood test. Dieting on Christmas and the weekend...wth?!

woohoo...dentist appointment for Caleb made!!! I was seriously thinking there was no way I would be able to get in, but luckily they had an appointment for next week Wednesday! So 1 year check up on Tuesday, first dentist appointment on Wednesday! Knowing Caleb, he's going to throw fits for both of them...lol.

So today's doctor...

weight = 138.5

gestational diabetes = possible...blood sugar count was 174 (140 is the high end of the range)

I might have screwed it up because I followed the directions...lol...

It said...eat a big breakfast 2 hours before drinking glucola. Drink glucola within 5 minutes. Go to have blood drawn exactly 1 hour after drinking glucola.

Nowhere in those directions do I see, "Don't eat anything during that two hour time span." Because of that, I ate and drank soda...so doctor said that might have caused the high number.

I'm hoping it is cuz I'm a wuss when it comes to needles and the idea of having to prick my finger 4 times a day does not appeal to me.

So because of the high count, I now have to be on a freakin diet on Christmas day so that I can get my blood drawn on Monday. The diet is pretty strict in terms of my intake of fruit and starch...so I'll be munching on lots of veggies and being grouchy. Then on Monday I have to fast, go in to the lab, and have my blood drawn three times...on the hour for 3 hours...that means I'll be starving the whole time...it won't be a pretty sight.

Grrrreat....just another difference between this pregnancy and the first one...

Oh yea, and my brain cells are officially on gone due to pregnancy. Today I tried to deliver presents to Tash only to find after we reached her house that I never have the bag of presents in the car...

And then when I was having a conversation, I had to ask Dave what we were talking about because the little lull made me lose track and I didn't understand what his comment back was referring to...

Sheesh...

Dang...went to Queen's today to pay our portion of the delivery bill...our portion...$750!!! How do people afford to have babies? I mean, sheez, we both have careers that pay fairly well...we aren't rolling, but we do okay, and still for us, $750 isn't pocket change! How do these young kids or people working hourly jobs pay for their babies? And then, how do they pay for their blinged out cars, phones, vices, etc?? Credit card debt, that's how.

With Caleb, I think we paid $600-something...guess the cost of having a baby went up! Lol. We got the whole thing back, though...dunno why, didn't ask questions! :-)

For some reason, I keep thinking this baby is going to come in February...she's been moving around a lot today (could be due to the Mountain Dew I drank...lol). I feel her everywhere so I wonder if she'll be as long as Caleb was. My torso is not that big so my poor babies are all cramped up in there!

I'm addicted to watching Criminal Minds, but it sure makes me paranoid and have some weird dreams!

I'm prone to passing out hard in the afternoon these days....today I intended to take a 20 minute nap, which then turned into an hour long, dead to the world deep sleep. It's necessary, though, cuz I'm hella tired!

30th week starts today...nutts. When we get to the 30s, it starts to kick in that baby will be here REAL soon...

Tried to put Caleb in the seat forward facing but he looks like a little midget and I know he's not quite 34 inches yet so we're going to keep him back facing for a little while more. We have doctor on the 29th for his 1 year check up so we'll see how tall he is then...at his 9 months he was 29 1/8 in.

When we saw Caeden the other night I was shocked because I didn't remember Caleb being that big at 6 months....then I went back to look at his pictures and his weight...yea, Caleb WAS that big too! Lol.

Caleb on his 1st birthday...

Caleb on his 1st day on earth...
(hmm...I think Aunty Leish took both these pictures!)

Okay, this reflection is a little bit belated, but we're on break now so I have more time to digest this year of Caleb's life....

So cliche, I know, but it seems like just yesterday AND a lifetime ago that we were in the hospital, struggling to push this huge baby out.

December 13, 2008 - go to hospital about 1:30 p.m....water had in fact broken the night before, but labor hadn't set in so they started me on pitocin to get the labor going

December 14, 2008 - about 1:00 a.m....Caleb finally makes his debut and we're shocked to see his full head of black hair and all 21 inches, 8 lbs 11 oz of him...he's pissed, hungry, and screaming...

December 17, 2008 - we finally get to come home after Caleb's breathing calms down a little bit....but we have to take him to the doctor the following day to check his jaundice

December 18, 2008 - jaundice is okay...start of the longest three months of our lives

December - Marchish - Caleb lets us know who really runs this operation...HIM! he displays bouts of colicky behavior, settling in for crying fits at around 6 p.m. every evening...breastfeeding didn't work after a couple weeks of intense frustration...his sleep is not so wonderful, and will occasionally wake us up for long bouts of inconsolable crying in the wee hours of the morning...

Marchish-June - back to work, mom watches Caleb, nutts doesn't even begin to describe what life is like...but he's interacting more and to see him smile makes up for the hellish life we first knew as parents

June-December - everyday is a new day...we fall into our routine, but Caleb reminds us by changing it up that life revolves around him now...he hits all his benchmarks (i can't ever remember what you call them for kids) pretty solidly, teeth come in at 4 months, crawling around 6 months, walking at 10 months....

December 14, 2009 - he celebrates his first year of life with Gramma Elaine, Gramma Letty, Grandpa Jun, Uncle Mark and Aunty Leish...enjoys new toys, tons of attention, and CAKE!!!

I'm so thankful for how blessed we've been...I can honestly say it's been the hardest freakin' thing I've ever done in my life, but I'm more convinced than ever that being a mommy will always be the greatest accomplishment of my life. I always said that I'd rather be a mom than be married, but for sure I've learned in this last year that life would have sucked hard if not for Dave. I've also learned that I have to let go of my control and that grandparents really do know more than me (sometimes...lol...my mommy instinct still trumps all, though!). I'm lucky to have a mom who is willing and able to take care of him so that we don't have to worry about it. We're lucky to have two sets of grandparents who can shower him with love and attention and lessons. I'm lucky to have friends who can enjoy and support me on this rollercoaster ride of parenthood. We're lucky to have careers that allow us time to spend with Caleb.

I can't even begin to imagine what the next year (and baby!) has in store for us and it makes me sad and excited to see Caleb growing up and showing his personality and independence. I dread the day that he doesn't let me cuddle him, but I look forward to seeing the little man that he'll become.

My last real day with kids for a while...yesterday I felt kind of sad about it, today I'm feeling indifferent so far.

Not looking forward to the dance at the end of the day. Sweaty, stink kids acting dumb...grrreat.

Half a year gone by...wow...nutts...sometimes it felt like it was taking forever, now I know the rest of the year is going to fly by.

Caleb was up at 4:30 a.m. Don't know what his problem was. He just seemed to want to be held, touched, near human bodies. Put him in bed with us but he didn't go to sleep, which means Dave and I didn't go to sleep either. Finally around 5:30 he started to fuss so I picked him up and took him into the living room. He fell asleep and I tried to sleep a little bit on the couch. At 6:05 I heard our alarm go off so I got up and tried to put him the crib but he started crying again. He drank some milk and stayed up as we got ready. Left him with my mom in her bed at around 6:45...doubt that he let her get any more sleep when we left. I'm thinking it's going to be a grouchy day for him...

Oh, bell rang. Yay, start of the last day before break...and start of the last day before a semester long break from kids for me...dunno if I'm going to enjoy it or not cuz I heard I gotta work with teachers, which is gonna probably be even more frustrating and difficult...

I'm hella tired. It's almost 4 p.m. and I want to go home but one kid's parent just left Waianae and is on her way to pick him up so I'm here. And two other kids are still working on their science.

Caleb turned ONE yesterday...nutts. He enjoyed himself with lots of attention from the two grammas, grampa, and uncle Mark and aunty Leisha. He also got two new toys to play with, a new book, and a soft blanket. He's not much of a present opener...doesn't really know what to do with it and is so distractable, but it's all good.

He got to eat some cake with frosting...it caused me anxiety for him to get his hands all dirty, but luckily he was pretty good about it, just sticking his fingers in the frosting and not mashing the entire thing. He didn't even stick his finger in his mouth to taste the frosting...weirdo. He enjoyed eating the cake, and didn't seem to get too crazy afterwards. He actually had a pretty late night, and woke up crying a little bit at around 12 but then went back to sleep on his own until 5:30. Hopefully he didn't have sore stomach today!

Good thing I've been keeping this blog from his debut cuz I'm sure I would have forgotten most of the milestones by now. It's crazy to look at his picture right after birth, and then to see him now. I can still remember the trauma of birth and the first three months...man, that sucked. But now things are MUCH better and at least we have a taste of what it can be like so we won't be totally blindsided when Brynna comes along.

12 more weeks until baby #2. For some reason I think she's coming sooner than her due date. Caleb was two days later than his due date...we'll see. Her movements are definitely more noticeable now but she doesn't seem to move around as much as Caleb did. He was nutts, though, and still is, so maybe she'll be calmer. She seems to move around mainly in response to what I eat and drink. My stomach is huge, but sits much lower than it did with Caleb. Then again, he was so huge that there really wasn't any room for him to be any lower. I wonder if she'll be as big as him...I'm thinking not, but who knows. In a way, I want another big baby, but I definitely don't look forward to the after-effects of popping a huge baby out.

Two more days before break. Tomorrow I'll tell two of my classes that I won't be with them after break, and then the next day I'll tell the other three. I meet the new teacher tomorrow...she's finishing up her student teaching at Moanalua (high school, I think) right now, so at least she'll have a little bit of experience. I'm anxious...I know it's out of my control and that it'll be all good, but I'm still scared. That's my pride and ego, though...can't let go of the control.

Break should be interesting. My mom won't be here, so Caleb will have withdrawals. My dad will come up for Christmas and that will be interesting to see him integrated with Dave's filipino "family." I'm not looking forward to figuring out three meals a day, nor am I looking forward to spending more money since we'll be at home. It's going to suck too that break is a week shorter. We won't be going home to Maui at all during break just cuz it's too expensive and too humbug. I can't even imagine how often we'll make it home after Brynna is born...especially if my mom sells her house...where will we stay??? That'll be interesting.

Frick, I just wanna go home....go home, kids...get out of here already!!! Lol.

holy smokes...one year ago right now i was in the hospital, just taking the epidural and experiencing relief...nutts!!!!

i've figured out that if i eat school breakfast, i get gas and backpains. lol. the breakfast puts me over the top in terms of full-ness, so i gotta lay off the breakfast. but i woke up this morning so hungry, so i had to eat, and then i paid the price. not as bad as last week, though.

i know it sounds completely ungrateful, and i'm not...in fact, i'm very grateful for being blessed with another baby....BUT I am OVER being PREGNANT. i can't breathe right, can't walk right, have pain all over, am huge, have heartburn, am grouchy, am tired...it's just one of those days when i'm not loving being pregnant at all...

I have a stack of work (Bk #3 Assignments) to look at...but I just don't want to...

Boss is not here today, so I don't know if I'm in or out of the classroom for quarter 3. I just want to know already so I can get my mind wrapped around it.

I ate portuguese sausage and rice for breakfast and i'm eating two chocolate chip cookies right now...I better watch out because it was last week Tuesday that I had the major gas pains...

I'm tired. Cold days like these are meant to be spent snuggled in bed, taking naps...

Okay, I don't have anything to write about so I'm going to actually attempt to do some work...

so we have two more weeks...and i'm over it already....but in a way, i'm also kind of sad because there may be some changes that involve me not being with my kids. as much as they irritate me, i am sad and scared to leave them. but that's okay, if it's God's plan, it'll be all good, whatever happens.

i just started the third trimester...week 28...how nutts is that? we have a mere 13 weeks (well, depends on baby) before life changes completely again. i know nothing could have prepared me for caleb...i'm sure nothing can prepare me for brynna too. at least this time, i hope, the tears will be less since i already know that my milk production might suck, breast feeding is hard, and i'll be more tired than tired.

we seriously are going to have to figure out a house situation. i told my mom we should go to maui this summer and start cleaning out her house so she can sell it. she said she'll do that only if we promise that we'll get a house up here cuz she doesn't want to live filipino style with ten of us (kay, only five) in a two bedroom apartment with only one bathroom. the living arrangement is going to be a bit nutts until we can figure out how we're going to manage to sell our place and buy another one. imagine, caleb and my mom in one bedroom, dave, brynna, and me in our bedroom....and ONE bathroom. that's crazy.

we saw some babies at my cousin's twin's birthday party yesterday...man...i can and can't remember caleb being that little. i think the first three-four months are a blur, but then he started to have more personality and it got a little bit more fun. plus too, i think we stayed in the house with him for the first two-three months cuz doctor said that's safer for him...so i guess we'll be on lockdown for brynna too.

anyways, i should be correcting some work this morning....got up at 530 with caleb and decided to stay up since i had to do some stuff this morning...right now i feel good...we'll see how i feel by the end of the day. my right butt cheek has been feeling sore...and i'm stupidly wearing not-pregnancy-smart shoes today, so i'm sure i'll be in pain later on.

Whew...what I thought was my first stretch mark on my stomach has disappeared. We haven't been as on it with the lotion every night, but from here on out, we're slathering it on cuz I don't wanna end up with a bunch of stretch marks on my belly.

Went to a craft fair and Waikele today and I think I'm going to pay for it tonight. Passed out when we got home, then my body felt sore and stiff. We'll see how sleeping goes tonight. These legs were not made for an extra 30 lbs...

Told Dave my goal after giving birth to Brynna is to be within ten pounds of my goal weight by the time we return to school. Seeing as how I'm fully not motivated to exercise, we'll see if that happens. Wonder if I'll ever get back into those "wishful thinking" clothes again. What a waste if I don't.

Caleb is a gramma's boy. If he ever refuses to come to me when I reach out for him and gramma's carrying him, I might have to slap his head. He cries for her when she goes outside or to bocha. Oh well...he spends more time with her anyways. As long as he likes me more than Daddy, I'm all good. Lol.

We put up our Christmas tree today. Putting it up means taking it out of our closet and out of the bag. Wonder if we'll ever get a real tree...not anytime soon, that's for sure, cuz I'm not too keen on trying to keep kiddies away from the ornaments and Caleb would probably try to tackle the tree and take it down. He seems to like the Christmas lights on the tree...

His new thing is dancing...it's so cute! He loves music. No matter what the beat, his dance is the same, though.

He's into everything and anything...nutts. We have to invest in a new garbage can and a container for recyclables so he can't grab stuff from there.

Tried to take a Christmas picture using the timer on the camera...didn't work. Caleb would not cooperate. Dunno if I'm even going to do a card this year. Got a pic of him and Tash, but it's not the best. We'll see.

Yesterday really sucked...

At lunch I ate a huge tuna sandwich with some veggie chips and then a yucky chocolate kudos bar...

During Period 3, I felt like I was having back contractions...it was so sore I had to stop myself during teaching to just kind of bend over and breathe. I really wondered what I was going to do it I couldn't continue. Thank GOD period 3 is my wonderful class and they were all good and focused even when I could barely get out the words I needed to say to them.

Period 4 is inclusion so I ran to the bathroom and let out a load. I felt tremendously better...

After school I'm sitting with the kids at tutoring, working on math problems and eating some red vines...and I start to have the back contractions and also lower stomach cramping. Go to the bathroom again but nothing...it hurts like hell and James keeps asking me if the baby's going to fall out.

We go home, I use the bathroom a little bit, put a heat pack on my lower back, and just lie down for a while. Eat some antacids too. In about half an hour, I feel better.

Go to group, eat some chowder and fries, feel fine. I eat three more antacids just in case. After group is pau, while walking around, I start to feel funny again. Then when I get home, my back is nutts again. Taking a shower is ridiculous and I can't even bend down to wash my legs. I can't stand straight up either. I lie down for a while and rest. I don't feel much better but good enough to make Caleb's food for the next day, brush my teeth, then head back to bed.

At around 10:40 I get up to use the bathroom and make a huge fut. Ahhhh.

Back to bed...wake up around 1:10 to use the bathroom again, back feels good.

This morning, back is good. But I'm hungry as heck and scared to eat...I have some sweet bread and a soda...lol...yea, kind of stupid on the soda part, but it wasn't soda that made me feel funny kine yesterday (my rationalization).

We'll see how today goes...I'm kind of scared to eat, but hella hungry...I brought soup for lunch so I'm going to be a starving maniac by the end of the day.