Now they have stainless steel bottles. They are better for the baby then the plastic one, which you never know if the plastic is BPA free or not. With stainless steel you don't have to worry about this.
I found out I was wrong. I fractured my 5th metatarsal, which is by way back on my little toe, not my big one. It looks like the break is in my big toe on the x-ray. I'm not even going to put an x-ray back up here because it's hard for me to even point out with them right in front of me.
The break is by the arch of my foot that's why it hurts to have a regular shoe on that has an arch on it.
One good thing, I don't need surgery. If it would of broken a little further back it would have needed surgery.
But...I do need to wear a special clunky boot for 6 weeks.
I still need to cut off the excess Velcro.
I have to go back to the doctor in 3 weeks for a check up to make sure it's healing.
When Isaak gets his "Magic Shoes" next week, I'm going to take a generation shot of Grandma Spiehs, Isaak and I with our messed up feet.
I checked my email, and the first message that was on my page was from Robeez.
Can you believe that they responded so quickly?
For some reason this uplifted my day.
Here's what I said to them:
I'm a lover of your product! I've gone through 2 kids wearing your shoes. That is until my youngest started tripping over his left foot because it is bowed! He had to get stitches the last time he fell, and now he's in ugly corrective shoes. Please team up with whoever makes corrective shoes to design them better! They are so ugly, and your product is so cute! I sent them a link to my post showing what the corrective shoes look like.
This is what they said back to me:
We always enjoy hearing from our customers.
In reference to your comments regarding your suggestion to associate with corrective shoe manufacturers, I will forward them to the appropriate departments for review. In doing this we can ensure that we are giving our customers the best possible quality and selection of our products.
Once again thank you for you input.
Now...I don't know if anything will come of this, but hey it was worth a shot.
That statement in the title includes me. I was an art student once.
My students have a wall space in the classroom that has Richard Nixon images all over it. I have no clue why they chose Richard Nixon, but that's who they chose.
They are recruiting people to come up with Richard Nixon pieces.
I created one for them to put up on the wall.
Zach, the student in charge of the Nixon wall was so happy that one teacher actually did something to put up.
We All Scream for Ice Cream
I wanted to do something that would incorporate my cookies. All the ice cream cones are cookies I've created. The pink is actually strawberry frosting, the brown is chocolate frosting and the white is vanilla frosting.
With the cones I paint on an egg mixture that includes: The white part of an egg, brown food coloring (I have to make my own brown) and brown sugar. I paint it on before they bake.
I just saw this picture of Nixon, and decided that everyone needed ice cream cones to uplift their day. They look a little too serious, don't you think?
I thought about doing a Thanksgiving Day Parade with my turkey cookies, but I wanted something that would take little time to do.
This took 30 to 40 min. Cutting out the cookies in Photoshop took the longest amount of time.
I've spent my whole motherhood wondering if I'm doing the right thing for both of my children.
It started when I was pregnant with Mica and he was breach. I laid upside down on an ironing board just to try and make him turn naturally. I got a CT scan to see if there was room for him to go through me. I attempted to have them turn him from the outside, just so I could deliver him naturally. Little did I know how bad it would hurt, cause stress on him, and I didn't think about how I lacked fluid inside me that would help him turn. Looking back, I should of just had the C-section.
With Isaak I just had the C-section even though he wasn't breach. Maybe that was wrong, but that's what I did.
When Mica was a baby I didn't want to feed him anything but mommy milk. Of course he was born with a cyst under his tongue, and tongue tied as well. The cyst was lanced, the flap under his tongue (frenulum) was cut. His tongue was misshaped, so he wouldn't nurse right. I literally went to the extreme of feeding him with an medicine syringe filled with my milk, so he wouldn't get nipple confusion. Looking back at that, I think I was crazy.
Then Mica had to visit lots of doctor about his tongue. Such a waist when all they told us was to come back in 2 weeks over and over again! I should of asked to see a Geneticist doctor right away. I would of saved so much time and money! He had to be put through an MRI where he couldn't eat all morning for nothing because he was just fine. God I hate the unknown!
With Isaak I had to resort to feeding him formula because he wasn't gaining enough weight. I felt like I was breaking the law, and was in tears over that!
Then of course my kids were both mysteries for the doc's. Mica's had a staph infection and Isaak had meningitis. They couldn't figure out what was wrong with Mica, and with Isaak's meningitis doctors were baffled as to if his illness was viral or bacterial. They never did find out.
Lately I've questioned what preschool to put Mica in. We ended on our decision to put him in 2 different ones for next year. We're keeping him in the same one he's at now for consistency, they know him and he knows them. The other one is less expensive, and will strengthen his group skills.
I really questioned Isaak's bowed feet. His pediatrician and many sources say, "Leave them alone. They will grow out of it", and "Corrective shoes do nothing". In fact some sources say, "Corrective shoes hurt them". Then other sources say, "Put him in corrective shoes". I feel like we have all this money wrapped up in something I'm still not sure on.
I've just been questioning myself so much lately. After awhile I don't know if helping my children is really helping them, or hurting them. It's so annoying!
I wonder why do my kids have to have such odd things happen to them?
I went to a baby group when Mica and Isaak were babies for support, and I was the only one with these particular problems. No one could really support me for what I went through.
I love my kids, and they seem normal enough. But...they have gone through some things that doctors don't even have the answers for.
I got an email from Robeez shoes this morning. The page had a picture of a very cute boy wearing extremely cute shoes!
I started thinking, "Man Isaak has to wear ugly shoes for 6 months"! I know a lot of other people have had to wear corrective shoes as well. But...I'm thinking their Mom's were probably thinking the same thing as me.
I emailed Robeez customer service department this morning. I told them how much I've loved their shoes, and how much I hated putting them away. I went on to say that I think they should partner up with the people who make corrective shoes for toddlers and babies. Their designs are so much better!
I'll probably never hear from them again, but hey it's worth a shot! I'm a firm believer that people's opinions can make a difference.
Mica was having a really good conversation with me, he was telling me about what other people brought for show and tell for preschool. Then all the sudden the conversation ends with, "I have to go now because I need to finish my chocolate pudding."
Really urgent, right?
Grandma and Grandpa Spiehs and I were cracking up!
Mica informed me last night, "Mommy, Alison is Isaak's girlfriend now. She has to be his girlfriend because you are my girlfriend." Alison has been Mica's girlfriend since last year. She is his preschool friend. I thought it was pretty cute.
Daddy said, "Mommy isn't your girlfriend Mica. She's your Mommy."
This morning Mica helped me make homemade waffles. It was nice that he helped me before Isaak woke up. Usually Isaak steels Mom's attention from Mica in the mornings.
I told the boys that I saw Valentines in the Pilot. Mica swore that he could see them too. There is no way that he could see them because they were sitting in the seat.
I got them each a heart shaped box that had three chocolates in them. One box had Charlie Brown on it and the other one had Snoopy. Perfect size for little kids.
Daddy gave me a card with earrings that he made!
I took the boys out to Toys R Us. We got a gift for one of Mica's classmates and both boys got to pick out something small with Grandma and Grandpa Spiehs' $10.
Mica wanted $50 items, so he had a temper about it. He slowly came to his senses. He just doesn't understand what's expensive and what isn't. In the past he thought we could just borrow things from the store. In the end we got a Optimus Prime Transformer. I'm glad we got this because he's been playing with it all day. It's easier to transform then his Bumble Bee Transformer.
Isaak picked a Duplo mail carrier set. It has a mail box, package, postal man that fits on a bike. He too played with his when I got it out of the box.
We got Mica's preschool friend an Ariel doll and a Hello Kitty flashlight that projects images on the wall. It's been a long time since I've gotten a little girl gift! I of course got a gift receipt just in case she already has this doll. Mica picked her out. He's asked for this doll and Snow White with the Seven Dwarfs before.
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