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The Mommy Gene

First of all, I just did my measurements and am down 4 1/2 inches from my waist, 2 inches from my thighs and an inch from my arms. One of my fave bloggers, Swim Bike Mom tends to discuss her "butt pudding". I have arm pudding which basically means, I have fat arms. I hate my fat arms. I'm pumped to be making progress. Unfortunately I'm a terrible weight loser and forget to record minute details like the date of said measurements. I guess it doesn't really matter how long it's taken to make that kind of progress, only that I'm making progress right?

But now, back to the point. I apparently have a Mommy Gene. I know this because it was confirmed by a real live Mommy today. Last night I came home from work and almost gagged because of the smell. I assumed this meant my dog had had an oopsie in her crate. I walked over there and the smell was certainly strong but there didn't seem to be anything in the crate. Long story short, over the next hour she ended up vomiting 3 times. To the emergency vet we went! Turns out she has an intestinal bacterial overgrowth infection called clostridium. It luckily isn't the same strand that causes tetanus or botulism and is easily (ish) treated. That meant last night was spent feeding her pedialyte through a syringe every 15 minutes for 12 hours. That meant no sleep. So as a good Mommy would do, I stayed up. All. Night. Long. I watched tv, I read blogs, I did everything aside from folding laundry because even with 12 hours to kill I don't like doing that. (Not so Mommy-ish now huh?). In addition to being a good Mommy, I was also a good blogger. See photos below:


My sick little girl



A bowl and syringe full of pedialyte



Sleeping in front of her space heater



A page full of instructions



This little guy hung out with me all night


I'm happy to report that pup is doing much better today and hasn't had any further intestinal issues. In fact, she's begging for food right now. Staying up all night made for a really rough day today but it was worth it and I wouldn't have had it any other way. Apparently, caring like that is exactly what The Mommy Gene is all about.

Comments

  1. I'm so glad she's feeling better. :)

    Good for you with your inches lost! That is fantastic!

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  2. Congrats on losing some inches! I am too chicken and scared to measure myself, but I'll bet seeing those numbers go down is really rewarding. You've earned it!

    So sorry to hear about the sick pup. Sick fur babies make me sad. Your kitty is so cute! I love when cats sleep like that with their arms all out. Cats have the most awesome sleep postures!

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