Shingles and PreProm

With all good intentions to write on this blog in the past 16 days, time gets the best of me.



Bubba has recovered from his bout of shingles. It doesn't look like he will scar much from them, unlike his little sister who calls her scar from her bout of shingles when she was two "an angel kiss." How precious is that? She doesn't even remember having them. Thank goodness. The nurse practitioner who saw Bubba appeared to dis me when I told her the reason I brought him in was because he had shingles. After looking at his cluster of blisters on his waistline that went from midline bellybutton around to the middle of his back, she amazingly stated " Wow I have never seen shingles in a child before." We got our antiviral medication for him and he was pretty much dried up within a few days. Sometimes, when you are in the health care profession, it is almost better that no one knows what you do for a living.



My precious teenager is getting ready for prom this week. She is a sophmore going to prom with junior and senior girls. (I'm sure boys will be involved at some point). She is excited and I hope she has an incredible time. She has been primping herself for two weeks....finding the right accessories - purse, jewelry, etc., fake-n-baking (although I keep encouraging her to not overdo it), and then she is getting fake nails. I suggested that maybe she consider a pedicure since she has open toed shoes and she IS a dancer and her feet are NOT that attractive. And her response was "No one is going to look at my feet anyway, Mom." Okay.



I just attended a two day breastfeeding conference this week. I love getting new information and learning more about something that I am so passionate about. This is cool - Alaska has the highest rate in the United States for EXCLUSIVELY breastfeeding babies to three months of age!

A good day

I've decided this blog is for me, myself, and those who care. I have been wanting to write about my life happenings and things for quite some time and keep putting it off. This is an easy way for me to write (because I can type pretty darn fast) and keep things together.

I figured "Heather's Housequake" is a great name for my blog because this house is always shakin' and quakin'. It is quite a task to keep up with the extracirricular activities and social lives of three children while working outside the home full time. Sometimes I just look for the day when I don't have to get off the couch. Yet, I welcome the days full of "stuff". It is one of those love/hate things...

Today, after the kids got home from school, we went to the gym and worked out. I, myself, am still trying to lose those 8 pounds I gained on the Mexican cruise that my man and I went on in January. So easy to put on, so hard to lose! Kate gained 2 pounds at her Grandma's over the weekend indulging in her homemade fudge and ice cream. And she has been trying to watch what she is eating in preparation for the Dance World Cup in July. Bubba, all of a sudden, seems interested in "building up" his muscles - particularly his chest and arms. Huh. And Baby Girl is just interested in socializing with whoever will let her talk to them. We all had a great workout. Kate is happy as long as she is running faster and farther than me on the eliptical or treadmill. Baby Girl's faced was flushed and her hairline sweaty after her attempts at mastering the rock wall. Bub was complaining about how sore his arms were before we ever got home. And I, myself, just plain feel good.

It's a good day.