Battle of Knits

Frustrated-Incorporated…

They say misery loves company
We could start a company and make misery

Frustrated, Incorporated
Well I know just what you need
I might just have the thing
I know what you’d pay to see

Put me out of my misery
I’d do it for you, would you do it for me
We will always be busy making misery

We could build a factory and make misery
We’ll create the cure; we made the disease

Frustrated, Incorporated
Frustrated, Incorporated
Well I know just what you need
I might just have the thing
I know what you’d pay to feel

Put me out of my misery
All you suicide kings and you drama queens
Forever after happily, making misery

Did you satisfy your greed, get what you need
Was it only envy, so empty

Frustrated, Incorporated
Frustrated, Incorporated

Frustrated, Incorporated (put me out of my misery)
Frustrated, Incorporated (I’d do it for you, would you do it for me)
Frustrated, Incorporated (forever after happily)
Frustrated, Incorporated (making misery)
Soul Asylum

This is the song rolling through my head these days. I am burdened by stress right now and it seems to be coming in from every direction.  I am doing my best to think positively, but that is easier said than done! So where do I start???

My son won’t eat. He is not gaining weight and his weight dropped from the 75th percentile to the 10th. His height and head are still on track, but the pediatrician has said I must stop breastfeeding cold-turkey and get him drinking milk. I am at a loss for what I should do. Two days after going to the docs, of course, he came down with a nasty cold. This caused him to eat even less and made me leary about weaning at this time. Add the cold to about 4 teeth pushing through at once, this kid is miserable and I really cant blame him for not wanting to eat. Several times a day I try to get him drinking milk–no luck! Pediasure–no luck! Juice– no luck! He will drink water, but just sips while eating the little bit he does eat. Now as this cold is going away I fear he has lost weight and I am terrified! I have no clue what the best thing for him is. I am attending a La Leche League meeting on Saturday, Sept 5.  and other than that… I just keep feeding him the few things he will eat, broccoli, pancakes, crackers and french fries. I try new things daily and I think we could feed two more kids just on what he tosses to the floor.

Josh. This guy has always been a source of stress and I think he always will be. It seems he always knows when I am vulnerable and capitalizes on it. Here I am stressed about the issues with the baby and he goes and adds to it. I hate to get into details, but I feel like internet poker is the devil’s creation.

Ticks. My son had a tick on him the other day! I absolutley freak out when it comes to any type of bug, but when it comes to parasites, I could seriously rip my own skin off to get away from them. So to see a tick on my son was a traumatic event for me. I am still uneasy anytime I feel an itch! I keep checking my back in the mirror and feeling my scalp…  I feel like I am trapped in a bad OCD horror movie.

Kid at my feet screaming. It seems no matter what I am doing, I have a kid at my feet screaming or whining. It is hard to do your normal things, check email, cook food, clean house with a child latched on to your leg whining and screaming. I imagine if I did wean him this would be much worse… I think he is screaming because he is hungry… ”Hey kid, try eating something, you might feel better!” 

I have no clue what to do.

I’d rather have a cast iron skillet upside the head…

Week after week I wrestle with the question “What’s for dinner?” and with Josh being the pickiest eater I have ever cooked for… it makes it such a daunting task and completely drives me crazy. He does not like pork, he wont eat ground beef unless it is a particular brand of pre-packaged meatballs, he only like fired catfish and sometimes salmon, but is very picky about seafood and chicken… well he could eat chicken everyday but I sure as hell can’t. Steak we agree on, but it gets expensive.

He really gives me a challenge 4 times a month when we grocery shop. The other night at the dinner table we were enjoying some grilled Publix Greenwise New York Strip steaks and I commented on how much better they taste than regular steaks… and that I wish we could get good grass-fed organic beef cheaper. He had the notion that perhaps we could split a cow that fits the criteria with a friend. I could see his mouth watering as he said “Imagine a big tasty beef tenderloin.” I simply mentioned that we of course would require a larger freezer to do such a thing, when in my mind, all I could think of was how much of our half-cow would actually sit and gather freezer-burn. I mean if he ate ground beef, roast or any type of meat cooked in a crock pot, it might be feasible… I will chock it up to another one of his unrealistic grandiose ideas and keep banging my head on the counter top trying to make weekly meal plans we can agree on.