This morning I got up and tried on my good jeans in size 6. Again, I was squeezing into them, but I needed to see where my weight was most lingering. I have a layer of weight to lose all over, but I felt muffin-toppy, which I need to target. Most of my old tops are fairly fitted and even the ones that I thought were not, apparently are.
After I was dressed, I went to the kitchen and Dad asked where I was going. I told him, "We are going to go to Target, Starbucks, and to get you a flu shot." He said he didn't want Starbucks because he was already drinking coffee. I told him that it was for me, not him. He said he didn't want a flu shot, but I told him that Eisley can't have one, so we need to all make sure we get one.
I got one and I rarely leave the house. He plays golf numerous times a week, which means he's with people and is outside in the elements. I must be convincing because he agreed to get one. He went to shower as Eisley began to wake up.
Starbucks was going to be my first stop, but I decided we should do my dad's errand first. We stopped by the Pool Supply Something or Other place and he talked to the salesman about pumps, since ours is busted. It will be around $800 to fix or around $800 to get a new one. Hmmm... choices.
While he was chatting, I looked up where the nearest Starbucks and Walgreens locations were. Starbucks was in Target, so I figured we should to the flu shot next.
We headed out and found our way to Walgreens. He went ahead while I got Eis out of the car. He'd not had a flu shot in about 30 years, so he was a bit reluctant, but I told him he'd be fine. He filled out the paperwork, we waited about three minutes, then got his shot. It was much quicker than when I got mine at the Walgreens in Heights a couple years ago.
Funny thing is, that when we were going into Target, I saw a sign that said, "Get your flu shot here." I said, "So we could have accomplished all of my to-do list here. Well, now I know." I had Dad carry Eis, so I could have my hands free to shop. First, however, was Starbucks -- I figured I deserved a treat for being so bored yesterday.
I decided to look at Halloween costumes, first, to see if they had any that would fit Eis. They did not have any, but they did have many parents with noisy children in the section. I did not want to spend much time around the noise. As we walked toward the baby section I said, "Man, I hate kids!" and we laughed.
I looked at prices on clothes and winter-wear, since she'll need a couple coat-like things to keep her warm this winter. We tried her out in an activity center. She was too little, so she wasn't a fan, but I thought it was great. Then we looked at some onesies and grabbed two sets for her at six and nine months, respectively. At this point, she was starting to fuss, as she had wet her diaper, so we grabbed a cart to get some groceries before we headed home.
We went around and grabbed a few different meats and veggies to cook for the week. It goes much faster when it's dad and me -- we're highly efficient. When we went to the checkout, he told me he'd buy the onesies, which was nice, as I was planning on paying for them. They were $7.99 for a pack of three. I got one set for when Ty comes home for R&R and another set for the time when he redeploys home. They're both supercute and supremely different from one another.
Once we got home, I gave Eis a bottle, since we're trying to make sure she'll take them. We don't want me to have surgery and Eis not eat because she refuses bottles! She did good and took one in the Little Lamb in the living room. However, she was also exhausted, so she got really fussy and wouldn't fall asleep. I tried the swing, crib, sleeper, kicker, then I put on the wrap, since she wanted to be held. Not only did she want to be held, but she didn't want me to sit and hold her -- I had to stand and bounce.
We went and chatted with Dad and eventually she relaxed enough to where I brought her back and laid her in the swing to nap. I think she slept for two to three hours. It was long enough for me to look up some books on the computer, cook dinner, and give us time to eat, too.
I brought her back to the nursery at 2100 and she nursed, then we read for around an hour. She is still not asleep... She whined in the swing. She whined in the sleeper. She is currently in the crib, but kicking and wriggling and not sleeping.
I can't go to sleep because I know that as soon as I do, she'll cry because she's dropped Rubadub or something! I can't wait until she sleeps through the night.
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