Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Friday, November 25, 2011

Blue Friday finale!

For our final Blue Friday, the Hoffmandersons kicked off the day with jammies for the Cure:

I'm sure she would have loved to rocked blue jammies, too, but this baby girl doesn't HAVE any blue jammies. Pink ones galore, but not blue!

And finished off the day with a Blue family pic:

It took waaaay too long to get this shot!

Friday, November 18, 2011

L looks worried


She missed a blue Friday, after all, and she's afraid she's gonna get judged! I told her not to worry since the DOC is incredibly nice, her momma was rockin' the blue for us both (check out the nails! Thanks, @colcalli), and she's been representin' since before she was even born....


Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Going where no Dexcom has gone before...

I went to a baby shower on Sunday. It was a lovely day, but a girl can only talk about c-sections and boobs for so long before she starts hoping to head home to veg on the couch. Of course, things didn't quite work out the way I planned. Good old Dex got tangled in the magazine I had in my purse, so when I took it out on the 34th Street platform, disaster struck:


What is that, you ask? Could it possibly be?!


Yes, yes it could. It's my poor receiver on the subway tracks.


I was dumbstruck. How could this happen?! What do you do?! The latter flabbergastatement was exactly what I said to the girl standing next to me, who replied "Um, not go down there? I'd go ask someone upstairs." So I did.

The nice booth attendant said help would be coming (after a lengthy explanation of what the hell it was that I actually lost) and I should wait on the platform next to the item. So I did. And I stood there for an hour, keeping spitters and rats away from my poor, lost Dexcom. At long last, two dudes with pinchers on a pole came to my rescue and plucked Dex from the depths of filth. I carefully - with Kleenex-protected hands - dropped it into a plastic bag I had with me, and finally headed home to give Dex a much-needed "bath" with rubbing alcohol.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Friday, November 11, 2011

Saturday, November 5, 2011

De Quervain's - a new frontier

There's nothing I love better than spending my hard-earned moolah on crap for my ailments. As such, I'm ordering some sexy new gear to my already stunning collection (which includes a pump and Dexcom, of course).

See, I've developed this excruciating pain along the tendons of my left thumb. And, as our people are predisposed to tendon issues, I've self-diagnosed de Quervain's. Yeah, yeah. "Self-diagnosed" is a problem for some people. To those people, I say: "I know my body better than you do. So there."

This fun condition is also known as "mommy thumb," since lots of new mothers get it from picking up their kiddos with their thumb extended. (This post from hand surgeon C. Noel Henley offers a great explanation, if you want more info.)

Now, I don't actually think I got it from hoisting my little peanut. TMI moment: I think I actually got it when I went back to work and was doing zillions of hand compressions while pumping breastmilk multiple times a day.

It hurts like nothing I've ever had before, and that's saying a lot - plantar fasciitis pales in comparison, and even my c-section offered a light at the end of the recovery tunnel. This sucker is going to stick around until I can get the swelling under control...and my track record for icing and de-swelling is not exactly stellar.

If you've got any great tips or have gone through this yourself, lemme know!