Stephanie, Dylan slept in an Amby hammock until he was about 6 months old. (It's rated for up to 25 lbs, but he was just too tall at that point.) We LOVED it. It takes up practically no space, travels really well (packed into it's carry bag, it's about the size of a set of golf clubs), and Dylan slept great in it.

[eta: I think Plei used one or planned to use one for Lillian too, but then wound up co-sleeping? I know I first heard about Amby from her.]

Oh, Teppy. I hope that you're feeling a bit better and maybe on your way to the beach now...

I would love to sleep in a hammock. That is a dream of mine, to have a hammock....but I keep living in apartments, where I can't put one up. Like, this apartment, the balcony is totally big enough for one, but I really don't think I could put the hooks anywhere. And if you have to get a stand, that takes up so much space that the whole point is kinda lost.

"So...are you and [GILF] dating??" and I laughed and was like "No", and she was like "Oh, darn! I was rooting for you!!" and I laughed and laughed.

It occurs to me that I should explain that our dance was basically a sex fight on the dance floor. So the "rooting for you" comment probably came from that. The dance was like a "you come here now". "No, YOU come here. You come here and DO ME NOW!" kind of dance. There was some grabbing and pulling towards, and then some grabbing and pushing away, and some walking away and turning around and raising an eyebrow "are you following me or not?" There was a little bit of grabbing by the belt and "oh yeah, you're dancing this damn dance with me, bucko". And at the end, a little grabbing of the back of the head/hair and "you're not going anywhere before this dance is over".

Oh, Teppy. I hope that you're feeling a bit better and maybe on your way to the beach now...

Heh. Did I say we'd leave by 2:00?

More like 3:00. Neither of us has packed just yet, although the house is very clean. (Well, for all values of "clean" that apply to us. Basically it means that the house no longer looks like a PSA for getting a hepatits vaccination.)

So, I need to pack, strip the bed (housesitter is bringing his own sheets, which is fine with us, although we have clean sheets and would have made the bed up with them if he so desired), shower, take the leftist bumper stickers off the car, and hit the road.

Did I say 3:00? Jesus.

I hope you're feeling a bit better, Steph. really glad to hear it's not anything serious. gas is so odd. i actually had no idea that gas could appear in parts of the body that didn't involve the stomach/intestines until after my surgery. gas pocket + shoulder + hospital bed = extreme pain trying to get out of bed trying not to use abdominal muscles.

also? have fun on the beach retreat. i haven't been to the beach in so long.

Teppy, I've always found that lying on my left side is a great reliever of gas pain. It encourages the gas to go somewhere else that is not in your body. Someone told me once that because of the direction of bends in the colon, that's the best way to get rid of gas. It always works for me, but I don't think my gas pain has ever been as severe as yours, so I have no idea of the efficacy in your situation.

Sail, I forgot to say -- my mom has always told me that, from the time I was a wee little farter.

Stephanie, I just emailed you about the wonders of the Amby. We loved it, and Annabel slept through the night REALLY early, I think from around 6 weeks. It would've been even earlier, but our pede made us wake her up for a 2 a.m. feeding until she hit 10 lbs. (Your Baby May Vary.)

{{{Teppy}}} I hope you feel better soon and have a wonderful and relaxing vacation.

It occurs to me that I should explain that our dance was basically a sex fight on the dance floor. So the "rooting for you" comment probably came from that. The dance was like a "you come here now". "No, YOU come here. You come here and DO ME NOW!" kind of dance. There was some grabbing and pulling towards, and then some grabbing and pushing away, and some walking away and turning around and raising an eyebrow "are you following me or not?" There was a little bit of grabbing by the belt and "oh yeah, you're dancing this damn dance with me, bucko". And at the end, a little grabbing of the back of the head/hair and "you're not going anywhere before this dance is over".

Wow! I think I need a cold shower just from READING about it. No wonder they thought you were a thing.

I'm packing. Really. I am. but I gotta say. 80º A/C'd is a lot different than 87º non-A/C'd. Can't I pack while housesitting?

I think the problem I had years ago - was gas. very painful.

refined carbs = no fiber -and that is what makes the bad. However,too much fiber too soon -- not fun either. ease into it.

So have fun at the beach ! whenever you get there.

Fun Dance!

the difference between 80 and 85 plus is huge. 80 in the house, I can do stuff. 85+ and i can't do much at all.

Teppy Gas X is great. I had some issues, when I was switching to being a vegetarian and it really helped.

Actually now that I'm not eating meat I rarely get Acid Reflux like I did and sometimes with the refulx I'd need to take gas x and something like prilosec.

I'm sure everyone wanted to read that.

In other news! Lane Braynt Right fit jeans or whatever they color coded ones are called are FANTASTIC! Seriously get your selves down there and buy a pair if you haven't. They make capris in them as well. I'm a Yellow 4 in the jeans. I look like I lost 10 pounds. And I discovered that some of the more float away from the body tops -- I weara 14/16/

Seriously the jeans are amazing I was trying on tops at another shop and they all looked, dumpy, then I switched from the skirt I was wearing to the pants and viola! The tops looked fantastic!

gas pocket + shoulder + hospital bed = extreme pain trying to get out of bed trying not to use abdominal muscles.

Holy mother. When I had my tubes tied, they neglected to mention the rogue gas wandering around in my torso. I laid down, the bubble rushed up to my chest/shoulders. I really, most sincerely thought I was going to die.

Steph, I'm wishing calming energy to your innards in a big way.