Every spring, my Catholic friend does "40 bags in 40 days" for Lent. I LOVE that idea. I decided last week to do it now, but instead of 40 days straight, I'm going to do it during the school week - which gives me 8 "weeks" at the end of which, I will be full-term and ready to have a baby! With a newly purged house!
She does big old hefty trash bags, I am only doing grocery bags. And that's working because I don't buy a lot of stuff (though we do often inherit things from work and church friends - and that tends to be what piles up), and I do purge pretty often. I don't know that I could actually fill 40 real trash bags. But the Wegman's bags I'm using are working just fine. Small, manageable, deliberate.
On Monday I went though our bookshelves and filled a bag with books that I don't want Gage to read - books that I brought into our family from high school and college that aren't really uplifting or life-changing. On Tuesday I went through the linen closet and got rid of old picture frames that I've never used and will never use. On Wednesday I quickly filled a bag while the kids weren't looking ;) with toys they never play with - PLUS I found a tote of "to donate" stuff in the garage that I brought with me as a bonus, and today I grabbed a few things from Gage's closet shelf that are so far in the back that I doubt he has any recollection of ever owning them. Gage - when you read this - they were things we were given by someone whose kids had grown up, things that you never ever play with! Promise!
I'm not sure what I'll tackle tomorrow or next week, but I am loving this! It's really nice that I live just minutes away from a Rescue Mission drop-off site. I like donating to them because they are very grassroots-style in this area and are always so nice about donations.
I took Merit to her pediatrician this morning to work some things out with her blood sugar. Yesterday at play group she became totally lethargic to the point that I wondered if she had been poisoned or had taken a sleeping pill or something. But when I gave her a smoothie in the car and she drank it like she was ravenous and then got freezing cold, I realized it was most like a drop in her blood sugar. We sped over to urgent care to try to get a quick finger prick to confirm but of course since she'd had a smoothie they said a blood sugar test wouldn't indicate anything. And instead let us wait for three hours before finally saying, "if she goes unconscious, call 911." Thanks.
Fortunately, I believe in intuition. Especially mother's intuition. Our pediatrician was concerned that she'd actually had a seizure OR was a possible diabetic. I guess when kids have seizures sometimes they just go limp, which is pretty much what happened. But I have suffered from hypoglycemia my whole life AND low blood pressure which is not a fun combination, and I see the signs in Merit.
Also fortunately, Dr. Hafiz agreed with me after I started explaining that her blood sugar was 131 last night after eating and 91 this morning when she woke up - both within normal limits. I think she started taking me seriously when she realized I knew what I was talking about. And when I pointed out that SUGAR was what made Merit feel better - which wouldn't be the case if it was a seizure.
So for now, we are going to keep pricking her little fingers and keeping juice boxes in my purse. Oh, I guess I'll be lucky if she's the only kid to get my blood. But I wish I could spare her this annoying (though very manageable) condition.