Wednesday, March 03, 2010
Come on US Boys!
you have to at least try to do a little better! I know it is Holland but you won't make it out of the group if you play like that!
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Now I get it (I mean I really get it)
They say to put your baby down when he is real young so he learns how to soothe himself to sleep. That's fine - i've been doing that since it made sense to me and I didn't really like the idea of trying to calm him to sleep for an hour. But it isn't really until now that I get it. So when I put my baby boy down on his tummy for a nap, rub his back, but in the process he decides to ............roll over and smile at me.....................I can just walk away..................
And less than 5 minutes later he had rolled himself back over and fallen asleep.
And less than 5 minutes later he had rolled himself back over and fallen asleep.
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
What a downer day
1. I realized I still weigh the same amount as I did two months ago - although I have been getting slimmer - I hate scales - that's why I hid mine. I should have never brought it back out.
2. A professional resume writer reviewed my resume and told me.....it shows that I am a doer not an achiever. :(
Well here is how she started out.......... "Here’s the good news: my first impression of you is that you have an impressive array of skills and experiences. You’re a qualified Marketing Professional with a lot to offer an employer. Now, here’s the bad news: your resume does not pass the 30 second test and the content is not up to the standards one would expect from a candidate like you."
And here was a great one regarding visual content........"I found your design to be crowded. The appearance is not polished, and it doesn’t say “high potential Director of Operations and Marketing." Remember that your resume is your marketing tool. It’s the first impression a potential employer has of you. Now – think about how generic brands are marketed versus the name brand. The packaging, advertising and branding are all carefully selected to attract attention and convince you to buy. Your resume should do the same thing - you want to be the brand name product. I’m concerned that your resume is selling you like a generic, and that it’s not likely to get picked among those of other candidates. The ideal resume design is airy, clean, and uncluttered, with the effective and strategic use of white space."
Can someone explain to me how one can make their resume airy, clean and uncluttered when you are trying to articulate you have and can do a lot of stuff???????? It's not like you do a designer resume. So here is my resume - no not exaclty as it is formatted, but you get the gist. Of course they wanted me to pay $400 to fix it - I about choked on that amount.
Overview
Marketing Communications / Project & Product Management / Sales & Account Management
Professional Profile - they are supposed to be spaced out
Business Development Market Research & Analysis
Strategic Partnerships Relationship Building
Team Leadership Presentation Skills
Product Development Web/Print Content & Collateral
Project Management Marketing Strategies and Campaigns
New Product Launch Sales Support & Training
Organizational Skills Interpersonal Skills
Professional Experience
NEXT ONLINE SOLUTIONS 2/2005 – 12/20009
Director of Operations and Marketing
Marketing Responsibilities
Created training documentation, marketing collateral, email campaigns & web site content.
Created and executed marketing strategies for lead generation of web-based and direct mail campaigns.
Supervised all aspects of graphic design (including personnel).
Created and maintained competitive analysis, white paper and strategic positioning documents for partner marketing channels.
Created and implemented channel marketing plans.
Managed marketing affiliate relationships.
Collected ideas from sales and customers to drive the business needs.
Operations Responsibilities
Worked closely with development, design, marketing, customer service and finance departments
Responsible for all areas of product management.
Researched, analyzed and communicated customer feedback to determine feature enhancements and problematic trends to support, sales and engineering.
Created functional business requirements and documented process work flows.
Subject Matter Expert
Managed all aspects of vendor partnerships and integration efforts.
Managed contract and billing account management.
Ensured company compliance requirements were met to comply with regulations.
Supervised all aspects of customer service (including personnel).
KROLL FACTUAL DATA 7/2000 - 1/2005
National Marketing Specialist
Created and maintained a competitive analysis and strategic positioning documents for partner marketing channels.
Responsible for project and product management of technology integrations with strategic partners.
Created channel marketing strategies and implemented through regional sales channels.
Managed 30+ lending platforms and 25+ strategic channel partner platforms.
Supervised sales support specialists.
Gathered and documented business requirements for development.
Collaborated with internal and customer executive management teams.
Collaborated with internal company departments for project management needs.
Daily management of customers from sales through account implementation.
Managed accounts exceeding $8 million per year from inception.
Consistently met revenue goals and increased market penetration.
Managed multi-million dollar accounts in the financial industry.
Inside Sales Support - Employment Division
Increased market penetration through sales calls.
Created training manuals for customers.
Implemented new customers through set-up and training.
Handled technical and customer service issues.
2. A professional resume writer reviewed my resume and told me.....it shows that I am a doer not an achiever. :(
Well here is how she started out.......... "Here’s the good news: my first impression of you is that you have an impressive array of skills and experiences. You’re a qualified Marketing Professional with a lot to offer an employer. Now, here’s the bad news: your resume does not pass the 30 second test and the content is not up to the standards one would expect from a candidate like you."
And here was a great one regarding visual content........"I found your design to be crowded. The appearance is not polished, and it doesn’t say “high potential Director of Operations and Marketing." Remember that your resume is your marketing tool. It’s the first impression a potential employer has of you. Now – think about how generic brands are marketed versus the name brand. The packaging, advertising and branding are all carefully selected to attract attention and convince you to buy. Your resume should do the same thing - you want to be the brand name product. I’m concerned that your resume is selling you like a generic, and that it’s not likely to get picked among those of other candidates. The ideal resume design is airy, clean, and uncluttered, with the effective and strategic use of white space."
Can someone explain to me how one can make their resume airy, clean and uncluttered when you are trying to articulate you have and can do a lot of stuff???????? It's not like you do a designer resume. So here is my resume - no not exaclty as it is formatted, but you get the gist. Of course they wanted me to pay $400 to fix it - I about choked on that amount.
Overview
Marketing Communications / Project & Product Management / Sales & Account Management
Professional Profile - they are supposed to be spaced out
Business Development Market Research & Analysis
Strategic Partnerships Relationship Building
Team Leadership Presentation Skills
Product Development Web/Print Content & Collateral
Project Management Marketing Strategies and Campaigns
New Product Launch Sales Support & Training
Organizational Skills Interpersonal Skills
Professional Experience
NEXT ONLINE SOLUTIONS 2/2005 – 12/20009
Director of Operations and Marketing
Marketing Responsibilities
Created training documentation, marketing collateral, email campaigns & web site content.
Created and executed marketing strategies for lead generation of web-based and direct mail campaigns.
Supervised all aspects of graphic design (including personnel).
Created and maintained competitive analysis, white paper and strategic positioning documents for partner marketing channels.
Created and implemented channel marketing plans.
Managed marketing affiliate relationships.
Collected ideas from sales and customers to drive the business needs.
Operations Responsibilities
Worked closely with development, design, marketing, customer service and finance departments
Responsible for all areas of product management.
Researched, analyzed and communicated customer feedback to determine feature enhancements and problematic trends to support, sales and engineering.
Created functional business requirements and documented process work flows.
Subject Matter Expert
Managed all aspects of vendor partnerships and integration efforts.
Managed contract and billing account management.
Ensured company compliance requirements were met to comply with regulations.
Supervised all aspects of customer service (including personnel).
KROLL FACTUAL DATA 7/2000 - 1/2005
National Marketing Specialist
Created and maintained a competitive analysis and strategic positioning documents for partner marketing channels.
Responsible for project and product management of technology integrations with strategic partners.
Created channel marketing strategies and implemented through regional sales channels.
Managed 30+ lending platforms and 25+ strategic channel partner platforms.
Supervised sales support specialists.
Gathered and documented business requirements for development.
Collaborated with internal and customer executive management teams.
Collaborated with internal company departments for project management needs.
Daily management of customers from sales through account implementation.
Managed accounts exceeding $8 million per year from inception.
Consistently met revenue goals and increased market penetration.
Managed multi-million dollar accounts in the financial industry.
Inside Sales Support - Employment Division
Increased market penetration through sales calls.
Created training manuals for customers.
Implemented new customers through set-up and training.
Handled technical and customer service issues.
Friday, December 04, 2009
Jumping Up and Down!!
Here is the US's World Cup draw - SWEET!!!!! We can make it through!!!! And how cool to have the England matchup?!?!?!? Man we dodged a bullet.
England
United States
Algeria
Slovenia
England
United States
Algeria
Slovenia
Tuesday, December 01, 2009
3 months of reflection
As my baby lay sleeping in his crib, I have taken a few moments to look back on my initial jump into mommy hood and have some thoughts now that I have come out of the fog.
Regarding all the "stuff" that you need upon having a baby.....
Best gizmo --> the wipe warmer - but the Munchkin brand. If you have a boy - warm wipes are essential - unless you enjoy having him pee on you.
Glad I didn't purchase --> the diaper genie - would have been such a waste - and probably would have grossed out my husband with the diaper sausage.
Best toy --> he loves his bug chair Auntie Sarah got him. It's a morning ritual now and he can entertain himself for over 30 minutes sitting in his chair looking at his bugs.
Biggest disappointment --> the bottle warmer. I truly think this is because of the kind of bottles I use and also how I do my bottles - which I had no clue before I had Logan. I use the drop ins and those just don't work well with the warmer. I also use purified water - and I don't batch my formula, so warming the bottle only really comes in handy when I have made a couple bottles cause we are going out - and then he didn't use them and I don't want to waste the formula. For some reason I thought you warmed the bottle because they needed warm fluid - but the temperate bottle is just fine.
Happy surprise --> logan sleeping through the night at 6 weeks. The reality is - I don't know how we got him to do it, I just know that he did. So if I had a second - which I am not doing - I know that baby would NOT sleep through the night for me. LOL
Biggest surprise - how fast he has grown. I kinda thought babies were supposed to be bumps on a log for a few months - but I have realized that is not the case. And my baby is so big now, at 3 months - he only fits into pj's that are 9 months. You think I am kidding> He's almost doubled his birth weight and I am getting ready to buy him stage 3 diapers.
My happy place --> that is probably a tie, I love both seeing my son cuddled on his daddy and when he smiles at me
The biggest thought always in the forefront of my mind --> constant adaptation, what may work today may not work tomorrow and vice versa.
What I am thankful for --> a healthy baby of course! But beyond that, medicine that will allow me to heal, so my son will not know an impaired mommy.....and all the things that go along with that
As to how he is progressing - he is right on track baby! I can't tell you how glad I am that he seems to be good to go on the development side. And mom and dad both have a routine down with him which rocks. However, we just switched him to the fast flow nipple - which he is doing great on! But that means we have another 15 minutes or so extra we now have to entertain him with - and that has seemed a little difficult at the moment. I can't tell you how many times we have said - come on leepy baby - you need to go to sleep. :) And he of course does not look like a leepy baby. I also think we are very soon now going to have to use all those dumb straps that chairs and such come with - he's doing the straight legged grunting slide down the chair thing. That and constantly putting his hands in his mouth - apparently we are at the discovery stage.
Regarding all the "stuff" that you need upon having a baby.....
Best gizmo --> the wipe warmer - but the Munchkin brand. If you have a boy - warm wipes are essential - unless you enjoy having him pee on you.
Glad I didn't purchase --> the diaper genie - would have been such a waste - and probably would have grossed out my husband with the diaper sausage.
Best toy --> he loves his bug chair Auntie Sarah got him. It's a morning ritual now and he can entertain himself for over 30 minutes sitting in his chair looking at his bugs.
Biggest disappointment --> the bottle warmer. I truly think this is because of the kind of bottles I use and also how I do my bottles - which I had no clue before I had Logan. I use the drop ins and those just don't work well with the warmer. I also use purified water - and I don't batch my formula, so warming the bottle only really comes in handy when I have made a couple bottles cause we are going out - and then he didn't use them and I don't want to waste the formula. For some reason I thought you warmed the bottle because they needed warm fluid - but the temperate bottle is just fine.
Happy surprise --> logan sleeping through the night at 6 weeks. The reality is - I don't know how we got him to do it, I just know that he did. So if I had a second - which I am not doing - I know that baby would NOT sleep through the night for me. LOL
Biggest surprise - how fast he has grown. I kinda thought babies were supposed to be bumps on a log for a few months - but I have realized that is not the case. And my baby is so big now, at 3 months - he only fits into pj's that are 9 months. You think I am kidding> He's almost doubled his birth weight and I am getting ready to buy him stage 3 diapers.
My happy place --> that is probably a tie, I love both seeing my son cuddled on his daddy and when he smiles at me
The biggest thought always in the forefront of my mind --> constant adaptation, what may work today may not work tomorrow and vice versa.
What I am thankful for --> a healthy baby of course! But beyond that, medicine that will allow me to heal, so my son will not know an impaired mommy.....and all the things that go along with that
As to how he is progressing - he is right on track baby! I can't tell you how glad I am that he seems to be good to go on the development side. And mom and dad both have a routine down with him which rocks. However, we just switched him to the fast flow nipple - which he is doing great on! But that means we have another 15 minutes or so extra we now have to entertain him with - and that has seemed a little difficult at the moment. I can't tell you how many times we have said - come on leepy baby - you need to go to sleep. :) And he of course does not look like a leepy baby. I also think we are very soon now going to have to use all those dumb straps that chairs and such come with - he's doing the straight legged grunting slide down the chair thing. That and constantly putting his hands in his mouth - apparently we are at the discovery stage.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Hi, My name is Athena Mortenson and I (feel like I) am an addict.....
Well ok not quite but that was my experience yesterday at the doctor.
So I finally got to the point where I can start taking my miracle medicine to help me battle my AS. It's been over a year since diagnosed so this has been quite the wait. I had to have a TB test - negative, and blood work done - that was horrific, and pre-authorization from the insurance company - nothing like having to have faith in your insurance company.
So the drug I have to take is a weekly injection........for the rest of my life. And that is ok - because I am supposed to feel like a new/normal person again. The drug will combat my disease, make me feel better and then my body will start to heal itself - thank god!
So all things were a go and I had to go to a teaching session to learn how to give the self administered injection - oh great says the girl who hates needles. At one point she asks me if I am coming down with anything or think I am - to which I completely lied and said - no, I feel fine. That morning I woke up with the beginning of a sore throat but was like - I am not backing out of this, I have waited too long. The nurse was real nice and very informative and in the end here is how it pretty much went down.
We got to the point of teaching and I thought - I got it! I can do it in my abdomen and that will be great because I have some fat hanging out (compliments of the baby) and I have a dead zone where nerves were severed as a result of the c-section which means I can stab myself without feeling it! Sweet!!!
No dice. She tells me right before we do this that first she teaches to do it in the thigh and then once you get comfortable with your self injections she suggests moving to the abdomen. But then, she throws the bomb out there - I can't inject it within an inch of....a scar, mole, freckle...yes she really said freckle.......or stretch mark. :O
What?????? No, no, no, no. I think. Are you serious? Yes she said.
I'm screwed!!!! Why you ask? That would be because my beautiful son did a lovely number on my body and my stomach has so many stretch marks on it that it looks like the labyrinth from the Shining. Seriously - it's almost as bad as Kate Gosselin's stomach was when she had 6 kids! So she takes a look and goes - oh no, you won't be able to inject on your abdomen.
Dammit Jim!
So now on to the injecting. At first it doesn't look so bad -the needle isn't that long - only about 3/4 of an inch - until she tells me I have to stick the whole thing in my leg. Oh excuse me........dart the needle into the fat tissue. THEN, I have to pull the plunger back to see if there is a blood swirl that comes into the syringe. Yummy!!!!! Starting to feel like all of those junkies you see on the show Intervention. After that you then have to count to 5 and PLUNGE the burning medication into your leg.
SO how did I do? Well I first had to take a small timeout after I had the needle ready to dart myself - I needed a small (second) pep talk with myself first. Then after I grossed myself out with pulling up on the plunger - no blood swirl and usually there won't be one apparently, I then had to plunge the fluid in to my leg at which point I turned my head because it is just too much that I am injecting anything into myself. Not to mention I was trying to count to 5 but I wasn't pushing the medicine in fast enough and then she tries to push the needle back down because I apparently was letting off the pressure.
Gee, I can't imagine why.
But in the end - I gave myself the shot and we are supposed to start feeling better in about a week or two. And fully feeling better by week 6. So we shall see how I feel around New Years. Right now, I will just settle for a good night's sleep.
So I finally got to the point where I can start taking my miracle medicine to help me battle my AS. It's been over a year since diagnosed so this has been quite the wait. I had to have a TB test - negative, and blood work done - that was horrific, and pre-authorization from the insurance company - nothing like having to have faith in your insurance company.
So the drug I have to take is a weekly injection........for the rest of my life. And that is ok - because I am supposed to feel like a new/normal person again. The drug will combat my disease, make me feel better and then my body will start to heal itself - thank god!
So all things were a go and I had to go to a teaching session to learn how to give the self administered injection - oh great says the girl who hates needles. At one point she asks me if I am coming down with anything or think I am - to which I completely lied and said - no, I feel fine. That morning I woke up with the beginning of a sore throat but was like - I am not backing out of this, I have waited too long. The nurse was real nice and very informative and in the end here is how it pretty much went down.
We got to the point of teaching and I thought - I got it! I can do it in my abdomen and that will be great because I have some fat hanging out (compliments of the baby) and I have a dead zone where nerves were severed as a result of the c-section which means I can stab myself without feeling it! Sweet!!!
No dice. She tells me right before we do this that first she teaches to do it in the thigh and then once you get comfortable with your self injections she suggests moving to the abdomen. But then, she throws the bomb out there - I can't inject it within an inch of....a scar, mole, freckle...yes she really said freckle.......or stretch mark. :O
What?????? No, no, no, no. I think. Are you serious? Yes she said.
I'm screwed!!!! Why you ask? That would be because my beautiful son did a lovely number on my body and my stomach has so many stretch marks on it that it looks like the labyrinth from the Shining. Seriously - it's almost as bad as Kate Gosselin's stomach was when she had 6 kids! So she takes a look and goes - oh no, you won't be able to inject on your abdomen.
Dammit Jim!
So now on to the injecting. At first it doesn't look so bad -the needle isn't that long - only about 3/4 of an inch - until she tells me I have to stick the whole thing in my leg. Oh excuse me........dart the needle into the fat tissue. THEN, I have to pull the plunger back to see if there is a blood swirl that comes into the syringe. Yummy!!!!! Starting to feel like all of those junkies you see on the show Intervention. After that you then have to count to 5 and PLUNGE the burning medication into your leg.
SO how did I do? Well I first had to take a small timeout after I had the needle ready to dart myself - I needed a small (second) pep talk with myself first. Then after I grossed myself out with pulling up on the plunger - no blood swirl and usually there won't be one apparently, I then had to plunge the fluid in to my leg at which point I turned my head because it is just too much that I am injecting anything into myself. Not to mention I was trying to count to 5 but I wasn't pushing the medicine in fast enough and then she tries to push the needle back down because I apparently was letting off the pressure.
Gee, I can't imagine why.
But in the end - I gave myself the shot and we are supposed to start feeling better in about a week or two. And fully feeling better by week 6. So we shall see how I feel around New Years. Right now, I will just settle for a good night's sleep.
Monday, November 23, 2009
My Two Favorite People
Does it really get any cuter than this?
Here are my boys at the MLS Cup Final last night. Logan loved it! I think the confetti tripped him out the most.
I'm still bummed Real won. But that has more to do with the Utah/Mormon aspect than anything else.
Here are my boys at the MLS Cup Final last night. Logan loved it! I think the confetti tripped him out the most.
I'm still bummed Real won. But that has more to do with the Utah/Mormon aspect than anything else.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Innovation
I don't know why but my son loves his owl mobile in his swing and hates his teddy bear mobile above his crib. But what does he love to look at while wiggling on his back in his crib? That would be the soccer balls hanging above the crib under the shelf. SO much that een if he is at a bad angle - he will crane his neck backward in order to stare at them.
Ironically one day my husband pulled the balls off the nail they were hanging on to which Logan started screaming - so he immediately put them back - and Logan stopped and was happy again. However, I came home to find this - and to which Logan now looks at with happiness when he is wiggling in his crib. It was an interesting moment as I was both extremely proud of my husband for coming up with something so simple that made sense for our little guy, and yet found myself thinking - why did "I" not come up with this idea? As if my all knowing super mommy powers had failed me. LOL
Ironically one day my husband pulled the balls off the nail they were hanging on to which Logan started screaming - so he immediately put them back - and Logan stopped and was happy again. However, I came home to find this - and to which Logan now looks at with happiness when he is wiggling in his crib. It was an interesting moment as I was both extremely proud of my husband for coming up with something so simple that made sense for our little guy, and yet found myself thinking - why did "I" not come up with this idea? As if my all knowing super mommy powers had failed me. LOL
Friday, November 13, 2009
Rookie Mommy Part II
Today was the first day I tried to cut Logan’s finger nails. You see where this is going don’t you?
So I was humming along and thinking it was all going quite well. And I was really excited because I had been doing the filing thing up to this point and it was kind of pissing me off. First of all - it only sort of worked. I would kind of get some nail filed and then I would have to wait for it to rip part way off on its own in order for me to then rip it off the full way. And Logan hated the file on his fingers.
Anywho.....I picked him up off the changing table, went to the couch, sat down and started to give him his bottle when I looked down and saw all this red stuff on my white shirt. What is that? And then I realize he has it all over his pj and some on his bib. And then I realize.................... I screwed up. I nicked his finger and it is bleeding! AAAAAGGGHHHHHH!!!
So of course I do a mini mom freak out and pull the bottle out and rush him back to the changing pad to figure out which finger it was – it was his thumb. And it just would not stop bleeding. I was like – it’s not that freaking big of a nick – wtf??? SO I tried putting pressure on it with a wet baby wash cloth – no dice. I tried putting a band aid on it – what a cluster f*ck. Trying to put a band aid first of all on any thumb is a hard thing to do - never mind a baby thumb where he is still doing the thumb squeeze next to the index finger and some spastic hand movements (and kicking your stomach in the process). It's the equivalent of trying to drink something while on a roller coaster ride - just doesn't work.
Finally a couple band aids later I was able to get a smaller band aid on it and dropped some Neosporin in the top – to which it still continued to bleed for another 5 minutes and I eventually had to put a new band aid on as well. Ironically Logan seemed totally fine throughout all of this and was looking at me more like – what’s wrong mommy? I am trying to not freak out so I don’t freak him out but of course I am freaked out and frustrated at myself and frustrated that his finger wouldn’t stop bleeding. I mean - didn't they give him that Vitamin K shot at the hospital to help with blood clotting? That would be handy right about now to start kicking in. I know it was just a little nick on the finger and I am quite sure that just about every mommy has done the same thing at some point with their small one. So I was able to move on from this issue - more so because he was not screaming or crying at me and making me feel like the worst mommy ever.
So I was humming along and thinking it was all going quite well. And I was really excited because I had been doing the filing thing up to this point and it was kind of pissing me off. First of all - it only sort of worked. I would kind of get some nail filed and then I would have to wait for it to rip part way off on its own in order for me to then rip it off the full way. And Logan hated the file on his fingers.
Anywho.....I picked him up off the changing table, went to the couch, sat down and started to give him his bottle when I looked down and saw all this red stuff on my white shirt. What is that? And then I realize he has it all over his pj and some on his bib. And then I realize.................... I screwed up. I nicked his finger and it is bleeding! AAAAAGGGHHHHHH!!!
So of course I do a mini mom freak out and pull the bottle out and rush him back to the changing pad to figure out which finger it was – it was his thumb. And it just would not stop bleeding. I was like – it’s not that freaking big of a nick – wtf??? SO I tried putting pressure on it with a wet baby wash cloth – no dice. I tried putting a band aid on it – what a cluster f*ck. Trying to put a band aid first of all on any thumb is a hard thing to do - never mind a baby thumb where he is still doing the thumb squeeze next to the index finger and some spastic hand movements (and kicking your stomach in the process). It's the equivalent of trying to drink something while on a roller coaster ride - just doesn't work.
Finally a couple band aids later I was able to get a smaller band aid on it and dropped some Neosporin in the top – to which it still continued to bleed for another 5 minutes and I eventually had to put a new band aid on as well. Ironically Logan seemed totally fine throughout all of this and was looking at me more like – what’s wrong mommy? I am trying to not freak out so I don’t freak him out but of course I am freaked out and frustrated at myself and frustrated that his finger wouldn’t stop bleeding. I mean - didn't they give him that Vitamin K shot at the hospital to help with blood clotting? That would be handy right about now to start kicking in. I know it was just a little nick on the finger and I am quite sure that just about every mommy has done the same thing at some point with their small one. So I was able to move on from this issue - more so because he was not screaming or crying at me and making me feel like the worst mommy ever.
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Welcome to Mommyhood
Well I could have probably named the post about a million different things like for Shits and (no) Giggles, but it still seemed appropriate. So today I went back to the clinic to get my glucose test results back from my fasting the other day to see if i still have diabetes. Turns out i DON'T!! THANK GOD!!!!!! In fact my 2 hour glucose test was better than my fasting result. And my Vitamin D test was one of the best she had ever seen. Now on to the shit story.
So because I knew this little trip was going to be pretty short, I almost didn't bring the diaper bag. I mean he was going to be in the car most of the time. And they had wanted me to bring Logan so they could see him. And being a mommy - I wanted to show my baby boy off. However, the first problem was, I had to wake Logan up from a nap -and he was content in that nap too. Then I had to change his clothes - cause I had to make him look cuter than he was. Then I had to put him in the car seat - which he hates.
As I was backing out of the driveway, my lioness ears heard a noise. "Did he just shit his pants?" I thought. No - he already had a poopy diaper this morning. And he never poops more than once outside of 15 minutes and never more than once a day. But even if he did, I thought - it was probably just a small one - although those farts sounded pretty good. So we drive along and of course he starts to cry which is a bit off cause he usually is pretty good in the car once I start driving - my mommy instinct kicked in and I thought - I think he is sitting in his poop. He calms down a bit until we get to the hospital. Then he starts up again. To complicate matters - i couldn't get the stupid car seat out of the car when I got there which meant he was crying longer. Finally I get to the clinic but tell the front desk lady - I think he has a dirty diaper - can I go change that first? Because of course - changing him meant taking longer and being late for the appointment. So for the first time i was going to use a bathroom changing table.
Logan hated it. It was definitely not soft and warm like the ones he has at home. As I take off his pants, I look around the back and realize - OH MY GOD. Not only did he shit his pants - he shit through his onesie. And Logan is crying. So I am puling out the onesie (good thing that was in the diaper bag) to change him into and pull out the diaper, the wipes, the vinyl changing pad and the disposable baggies to put the poopy diaper in. But here is the rub, as I was trying to wipe his butt and back off - the poop kept creeping up his backside. And I realized - I have to get this stupid onesie off.
How the hell am I supposed to get this pooped on onesie off and over his head without smearing his head in it? OMG. And let me paint you a better picture. This isn't no solid poop diaper or where the onesie has just a little bit of poop on it. This was a full diarrhea style poopy diaper that by the time I was done had covered about a 3x4 inch area on his backside. So as i am trying to think if I can physically tear this sucker off with my two hands meanwhile Logan is screaming at this point, I'm realizing - I can't. So I take the onesie and kind of wipe the liquid poo off the back and tuck it under and start rolling it under. Then I get the front of it over the top of his head and now Logan is just a little pooey. Big breath.
Many wipes later my son has a new diaper, a new onesie and his pants and jacket back on. Meanwhile I am looking at this poopy soaked onesie and saying to myself what the fuck am I supposed to do with this? Insert continuously crying baby while I am trying to process this. Now my husband - he would have thrown it away. Or maybe even thrown it in a plastic baggie - but eventually thrown it away. But in my moment I kept thinking - this is still one of the few onesies he can still fit into - I don't want to throw it away. But realizing that means I have to now take it home and do the rinse out, scrub off and then wash. So that is what I do. And let me tell you - that is soooooo not a fun chore to do. By the time I got around to washing and scrubbing it out - the poo covered almost all of the backside of the onesie. However, the washer has gotten the residual poo and the poo stain OUT. Whew.
So when I got home I put Logan in the tubby for a bath, reclothed and diapered and fed him 6 ounces and then he passed out.
New Mommy Lesson:
I will never leave home without the diaper bag - no matter what. And I will always have that diaper bag stocked with everything you could possibly need.
So because I knew this little trip was going to be pretty short, I almost didn't bring the diaper bag. I mean he was going to be in the car most of the time. And they had wanted me to bring Logan so they could see him. And being a mommy - I wanted to show my baby boy off. However, the first problem was, I had to wake Logan up from a nap -and he was content in that nap too. Then I had to change his clothes - cause I had to make him look cuter than he was. Then I had to put him in the car seat - which he hates.
As I was backing out of the driveway, my lioness ears heard a noise. "Did he just shit his pants?" I thought. No - he already had a poopy diaper this morning. And he never poops more than once outside of 15 minutes and never more than once a day. But even if he did, I thought - it was probably just a small one - although those farts sounded pretty good. So we drive along and of course he starts to cry which is a bit off cause he usually is pretty good in the car once I start driving - my mommy instinct kicked in and I thought - I think he is sitting in his poop. He calms down a bit until we get to the hospital. Then he starts up again. To complicate matters - i couldn't get the stupid car seat out of the car when I got there which meant he was crying longer. Finally I get to the clinic but tell the front desk lady - I think he has a dirty diaper - can I go change that first? Because of course - changing him meant taking longer and being late for the appointment. So for the first time i was going to use a bathroom changing table.
Logan hated it. It was definitely not soft and warm like the ones he has at home. As I take off his pants, I look around the back and realize - OH MY GOD. Not only did he shit his pants - he shit through his onesie. And Logan is crying. So I am puling out the onesie (good thing that was in the diaper bag) to change him into and pull out the diaper, the wipes, the vinyl changing pad and the disposable baggies to put the poopy diaper in. But here is the rub, as I was trying to wipe his butt and back off - the poop kept creeping up his backside. And I realized - I have to get this stupid onesie off.
How the hell am I supposed to get this pooped on onesie off and over his head without smearing his head in it? OMG. And let me paint you a better picture. This isn't no solid poop diaper or where the onesie has just a little bit of poop on it. This was a full diarrhea style poopy diaper that by the time I was done had covered about a 3x4 inch area on his backside. So as i am trying to think if I can physically tear this sucker off with my two hands meanwhile Logan is screaming at this point, I'm realizing - I can't. So I take the onesie and kind of wipe the liquid poo off the back and tuck it under and start rolling it under. Then I get the front of it over the top of his head and now Logan is just a little pooey. Big breath.
Many wipes later my son has a new diaper, a new onesie and his pants and jacket back on. Meanwhile I am looking at this poopy soaked onesie and saying to myself what the fuck am I supposed to do with this? Insert continuously crying baby while I am trying to process this. Now my husband - he would have thrown it away. Or maybe even thrown it in a plastic baggie - but eventually thrown it away. But in my moment I kept thinking - this is still one of the few onesies he can still fit into - I don't want to throw it away. But realizing that means I have to now take it home and do the rinse out, scrub off and then wash. So that is what I do. And let me tell you - that is soooooo not a fun chore to do. By the time I got around to washing and scrubbing it out - the poo covered almost all of the backside of the onesie. However, the washer has gotten the residual poo and the poo stain OUT. Whew.
So when I got home I put Logan in the tubby for a bath, reclothed and diapered and fed him 6 ounces and then he passed out.
New Mommy Lesson:
I will never leave home without the diaper bag - no matter what. And I will always have that diaper bag stocked with everything you could possibly need.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Can you say....
WE'RE GOING TO SOUTH AFRICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Summer 2010 - Last night the US boys got it done in Honduras by winning 3-2. It was a crazy second half but who cares - we have booked our place! Now we just have to look like we can compete.
Summer 2010 - Last night the US boys got it done in Honduras by winning 3-2. It was a crazy second half but who cares - we have booked our place! Now we just have to look like we can compete.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Those Soft Baby Cheeks
Is there really anything sweeter than kissing your baby's soft adorable cheeks? Man I love baby skin.
It's now been the last couple days that Logan has looked at me and given me a smile. Like he knows I am momma.
But man - does he really need to be awake for hours on end? Mommy only has so much know how on how to keep a baby that can't play entertained.
And he is getting so big now even after one month that his enormous feet are stretching his little pj footies! Oh no! Looks like he is going to be in bigger clothes sooner than the 3 month mark. He's a healthy little one! That's for sure - you can tell just by looking at those plump cheeks and fingers!
It's now been the last couple days that Logan has looked at me and given me a smile. Like he knows I am momma.
But man - does he really need to be awake for hours on end? Mommy only has so much know how on how to keep a baby that can't play entertained.
And he is getting so big now even after one month that his enormous feet are stretching his little pj footies! Oh no! Looks like he is going to be in bigger clothes sooner than the 3 month mark. He's a healthy little one! That's for sure - you can tell just by looking at those plump cheeks and fingers!
Thursday, September 17, 2009
I can't believe my little guy is almost three weeks old. And yet - I totally can. After the first two weeks I finally felt like I was coming out of a bit of a baby fog. Not that my multi tasking self had it all figured out and was up and at em, but I was able to physically function a little better, was able to start getting a hang of this mom thing, and just getting to a good place with my new family unit. After having him be a pretty darn good baby for the first couple of weeks - we then pulled the trigger and said to hell with breast feeding. And really - I can't tell you how much happier I feel. So much that the crying immediately went down by 50-75%. Now I typically am only crying when I see something on TV that is talking about a parent losing their child. That sends me over the edge. But for the most part - I am doing pretty good. I've lost 30 pounds already. Have 20 more to go to make pre-pregnancy weight, and then ideally I want to lose an additional 20 to get to my ideal weight. We shall see how this all happens.
My son has given me my first real life lesson (not that I didn't know these were coming) that what Mommy wants Logan to have may not be what Logan wants. As a result, we went through some growing pains with the formula I wanted him on and as a result - it did not seem to have a good effect on him. So we changed formula - and the sky seems to have opened and the sun is now shining on us once again.
Rookie parenting and tricks mommy is learning.
When i say rookie parenting - it is all minor stuff that really isn't that big of a deal, but has you thinking - I should probably be a bit smarter about that. Like the first time Logan decided to pee outside his diaper. I sat there watching it like a deer in headlights. The second time I put a wipe on his weeny as a reflex only to remember the doctor said not to do that on the new circumcision cause it might burn. Or the time that as I was carrying the poopy diaper to the trash can I realized I had it practically shoved in his face. Yum. Or one of the first bottles that Tony put together - he realized after the act that he had down the measuring wrong. And one time he had a cap inside the bottle that prevented it from letting the formula out - so as a result he sat there in the middle of the night feeding Logan air for about 20 minutes. You would have thought Logan would have squawked or something but nope - he kept trying to suck that air down. LOL Or how about when you go to the store only to realize you bought the wrong size diapers? We've done that a couple times now.
One of our tricks we have learned is that he loves to be hot! SO much that if we want to crib him - we have to put a heating pad on his mattress to warm it up so when we put him down - he doesn't wake up (and stay awake). He loves to have his arms out and about - so we tuck the blanket under his arms. Half the time we see him sleeping with his arms above his head.
After going out a couple times now - we know now why there is so many pockets in the diaper bag! We forgot a blanket ......and clothes.........LOL
My son has given me my first real life lesson (not that I didn't know these were coming) that what Mommy wants Logan to have may not be what Logan wants. As a result, we went through some growing pains with the formula I wanted him on and as a result - it did not seem to have a good effect on him. So we changed formula - and the sky seems to have opened and the sun is now shining on us once again.
Rookie parenting and tricks mommy is learning.
When i say rookie parenting - it is all minor stuff that really isn't that big of a deal, but has you thinking - I should probably be a bit smarter about that. Like the first time Logan decided to pee outside his diaper. I sat there watching it like a deer in headlights. The second time I put a wipe on his weeny as a reflex only to remember the doctor said not to do that on the new circumcision cause it might burn. Or the time that as I was carrying the poopy diaper to the trash can I realized I had it practically shoved in his face. Yum. Or one of the first bottles that Tony put together - he realized after the act that he had down the measuring wrong. And one time he had a cap inside the bottle that prevented it from letting the formula out - so as a result he sat there in the middle of the night feeding Logan air for about 20 minutes. You would have thought Logan would have squawked or something but nope - he kept trying to suck that air down. LOL Or how about when you go to the store only to realize you bought the wrong size diapers? We've done that a couple times now.
One of our tricks we have learned is that he loves to be hot! SO much that if we want to crib him - we have to put a heating pad on his mattress to warm it up so when we put him down - he doesn't wake up (and stay awake). He loves to have his arms out and about - so we tuck the blanket under his arms. Half the time we see him sleeping with his arms above his head.
After going out a couple times now - we know now why there is so many pockets in the diaper bag! We forgot a blanket ......and clothes.........LOL
Friday, September 11, 2009
The Universe Has Changed
My life is now forever changed by the arrival of my little man. While newborns initially drop their weight and then start to gain it back - I can tell you that my little man is quite the voracious eater. SO much that he gained a pound and grew an inch in about 10 days. What a little piggy. LOL At least he is eating well. I can't imagine being a parent in Africa with a starving baby you know you can't feed. That would tear at every last emotion I had. I feel very fortunate that my little guy has arrived into a home that is warm and safe, where he is loved, fed and cared for. I'm excited to see his little face change over the coming months.
There are already things he does that we can tell take after one of us. Like he twitches in his sleep like some fine art expressionist - just like his momma. He stretches his legs and arms when he is waking up from sleep just like daddy does. He has the most intense expression usually when feeding that we aren't sure what that is all about. he furrows his brows together and just stares at you intensely. When I look at him - the top half of his face looks like Tony and the bottom half looks like me - we'll see how much that changes. He has his moms lips and arms - he has baby guns already - LOL. He has Tony's long legs - not to mention big feet, long long toes and fingers. I can't believe how long his toes are actually. Tony likens them to Michael Phelps feet they are so big. And well both T and I have a massive widow's peak so he got that too.
All in all - we are doing pretty good here. We of course have a couple funny things we deal with - like the floppy head syndrome and accidentally not supporting it at key moments. And constantly wishing we had a third arm to reach that thing that is only like 12 inches from the hand you can't use. Getting peed on has been quite the experience, or hell, even just changing the diaper to put a new one on to immediately have Logan crap or pee in the new one. Ok - do over! You find your self thinking. Or the - you can't possibly still be hungry concept after devouring more food than you think is possible to fit in his stomach and intestines. But he can prove us wrong - well sort of. Usually in that scenario - we find ourself wasting formula because he really only wanted like a half ounce more. Oh well - I guess it really isn't the end of the world.
There are already things he does that we can tell take after one of us. Like he twitches in his sleep like some fine art expressionist - just like his momma. He stretches his legs and arms when he is waking up from sleep just like daddy does. He has the most intense expression usually when feeding that we aren't sure what that is all about. he furrows his brows together and just stares at you intensely. When I look at him - the top half of his face looks like Tony and the bottom half looks like me - we'll see how much that changes. He has his moms lips and arms - he has baby guns already - LOL. He has Tony's long legs - not to mention big feet, long long toes and fingers. I can't believe how long his toes are actually. Tony likens them to Michael Phelps feet they are so big. And well both T and I have a massive widow's peak so he got that too.
All in all - we are doing pretty good here. We of course have a couple funny things we deal with - like the floppy head syndrome and accidentally not supporting it at key moments. And constantly wishing we had a third arm to reach that thing that is only like 12 inches from the hand you can't use. Getting peed on has been quite the experience, or hell, even just changing the diaper to put a new one on to immediately have Logan crap or pee in the new one. Ok - do over! You find your self thinking. Or the - you can't possibly still be hungry concept after devouring more food than you think is possible to fit in his stomach and intestines. But he can prove us wrong - well sort of. Usually in that scenario - we find ourself wasting formula because he really only wanted like a half ounce more. Oh well - I guess it really isn't the end of the world.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Status Check:
Still Incubating. 5 days left until they induce me. I feel like my body has been playing tricks on me for days now.
So with 5 days left until I am officially a mom, here are my thoughts on a few things.
Thoughts That Were Validated During Pregnancy
My body was not meant to make and carry babies.
I did not enjoy being pregnant. I remember a woman once telling me she hated being pregnant. At the time I thought - wow - someone who was actually honest. Well I can honestly tell you - I did not enjoy being pregnant at all. I will be very glad to have my little bundle once he is here - but no, I did not enjoy this and am not looking to repeat the experience. One and done.
Surrogates are angels in my opinion, but l think they must be a little off in the head.
I still really do not like needles. And I really did not like feeling like a human pin cushion.
That Tony and I’s approach to my pregnancy and diligence with the plan worked out to our favor.
I really did marry a loyal, loving, supportive and dedicated man.
Things That Were Discovered
I don’t want to live the rest of my life without cereal. Or Jamba Juice.
Diabetes to any degree is a big deal - especially when you factor in the psychological perspective of having your options taken away from you.
Making a 7 month pregnant woman fast for 12 hours and have 4 vials of blood removed over time is a cruel thing to do to a person.
You can never underestimate the ability for milk or yogurt to quell heartburn.
You can never value enough the ability to have use of a thumb in order to use a tool.
Not all pregnant women experience what you did. Be careful what you share for fear of embarrassment.
That whole “you can eat what you want during pregnancy” - total myth. Just ask every gestational diabetic.
That my circle of family and friends while in many ways is quite small, seemed very large at times I needed it.
There still really are witch doctors - they just have a business license these days and wear khakis.
Silver Linings
Although only discovered at the local Walgreens a week from delivering, Lipton’s Diet Green Tea with Citrus may have just shot to a top three favorite drink of mine. And only because of the diabetes, did I even try it.
Splenda actually dissolves better than sugar in iced tea and so I probably will continue to use it when ordering out.
My back being in complete lockdown mode meant that no nerves were getting pinched - past month 5 that is.
My facial skin has been virtually acne free and it is the one thing that has made me feel good about my body changes.
The diabetes meant I had to have non-stress tests which meant I got to hear Baby Mort's heart activity twice a week for the last few months.
I haven’t bled out of my tata for MONTHS!!!
I haven’t had to worry about birth control.
Soon I will get to start taking the miracle drug for my back. Of course it is one of those prescriptions that they advertise on TV where all the side effects don’t sound pleasant...
Things That Bewilder Me
That the human body can defy the laws of gravity and physics for 10 solid months with no rest.
How is it that natural things like orange juice and milk can be worse for you than taking a pill?
How a diet soda can be better for you than milk?
Pre Labor Thoughts on Labor and Birthing
I’m not scared. My whole life the idea of actually birthing a child was horrifying to me. And the closer I get to labor, the less scared I become and the more determined I feel to get this over with. That it is one day in my life. And the pain is not due to an injury. I want my body back. Or at least some degree of it. I want to feel a semblance of ok.
I just don’t know how I feel about that epidural though. I remember my dad saying to me when I was about 15 or so - you can either have 5 minutes of pain or 24 hours - which do you want? And I remember thinking - the needle. Give me the needle. But that was before dealing with all of the back pain I have had. And to think there is chance that I could have a third pain as a result of the epidural - its almost too much for me to handle - especially when I think of billions of women that haven’t had the opportunity to have one. However, I fully realize that I may just become the world’s biggest baby during labor and have another change of mind.
I guess we will find out in 5 days or less....
So with 5 days left until I am officially a mom, here are my thoughts on a few things.
Thoughts That Were Validated During Pregnancy
My body was not meant to make and carry babies.
I did not enjoy being pregnant. I remember a woman once telling me she hated being pregnant. At the time I thought - wow - someone who was actually honest. Well I can honestly tell you - I did not enjoy being pregnant at all. I will be very glad to have my little bundle once he is here - but no, I did not enjoy this and am not looking to repeat the experience. One and done.
Surrogates are angels in my opinion, but l think they must be a little off in the head.
I still really do not like needles. And I really did not like feeling like a human pin cushion.
That Tony and I’s approach to my pregnancy and diligence with the plan worked out to our favor.
I really did marry a loyal, loving, supportive and dedicated man.
Things That Were Discovered
I don’t want to live the rest of my life without cereal. Or Jamba Juice.
Diabetes to any degree is a big deal - especially when you factor in the psychological perspective of having your options taken away from you.
Making a 7 month pregnant woman fast for 12 hours and have 4 vials of blood removed over time is a cruel thing to do to a person.
You can never underestimate the ability for milk or yogurt to quell heartburn.
You can never value enough the ability to have use of a thumb in order to use a tool.
Not all pregnant women experience what you did. Be careful what you share for fear of embarrassment.
That whole “you can eat what you want during pregnancy” - total myth. Just ask every gestational diabetic.
That my circle of family and friends while in many ways is quite small, seemed very large at times I needed it.
There still really are witch doctors - they just have a business license these days and wear khakis.
Silver Linings
Although only discovered at the local Walgreens a week from delivering, Lipton’s Diet Green Tea with Citrus may have just shot to a top three favorite drink of mine. And only because of the diabetes, did I even try it.
Splenda actually dissolves better than sugar in iced tea and so I probably will continue to use it when ordering out.
My back being in complete lockdown mode meant that no nerves were getting pinched - past month 5 that is.
My facial skin has been virtually acne free and it is the one thing that has made me feel good about my body changes.
The diabetes meant I had to have non-stress tests which meant I got to hear Baby Mort's heart activity twice a week for the last few months.
I haven’t bled out of my tata for MONTHS!!!
I haven’t had to worry about birth control.
Soon I will get to start taking the miracle drug for my back. Of course it is one of those prescriptions that they advertise on TV where all the side effects don’t sound pleasant...
Things That Bewilder Me
That the human body can defy the laws of gravity and physics for 10 solid months with no rest.
How is it that natural things like orange juice and milk can be worse for you than taking a pill?
How a diet soda can be better for you than milk?
Pre Labor Thoughts on Labor and Birthing
I’m not scared. My whole life the idea of actually birthing a child was horrifying to me. And the closer I get to labor, the less scared I become and the more determined I feel to get this over with. That it is one day in my life. And the pain is not due to an injury. I want my body back. Or at least some degree of it. I want to feel a semblance of ok.
I just don’t know how I feel about that epidural though. I remember my dad saying to me when I was about 15 or so - you can either have 5 minutes of pain or 24 hours - which do you want? And I remember thinking - the needle. Give me the needle. But that was before dealing with all of the back pain I have had. And to think there is chance that I could have a third pain as a result of the epidural - its almost too much for me to handle - especially when I think of billions of women that haven’t had the opportunity to have one. However, I fully realize that I may just become the world’s biggest baby during labor and have another change of mind.
I guess we will find out in 5 days or less....
Monday, August 24, 2009
I'm still incubating
That is currently how I feel. Like a pregnant bird sitting on an egg waiting for it to hatch. However, I know I only have a week left. So that is a silver lining. That and I am officially done with work for awhile.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
And to add to the below post......
This from US sports journalist that was at the game.....
MEXICO CITY – The man with the tri-colored mohawk took a swig of beer, stuck his fingers down his throat and vomited the mixture back into his cup. In the next seat another man, who was wearing a T-shirt with a cartoon drawing of the decapitated heads of Barack Obama and Landon Donovan, poured out what remained of the Corona beer he had been chugging and urinated into his cardboard drinks container.
Then, according to a neutral bystander who witnessed these disgusting acts, the pair stood on their seats, high-fived and hurled their vile concoctions in the direction of Donovan, the United States men’s national team star who was preparing to take a corner kick 15 yards away.
Welcome to the Estadio Azteca, where allegedly projecting bodily fluids at another human being is acceptable in the name of soccer fanaticism.
MEXICO CITY – The man with the tri-colored mohawk took a swig of beer, stuck his fingers down his throat and vomited the mixture back into his cup. In the next seat another man, who was wearing a T-shirt with a cartoon drawing of the decapitated heads of Barack Obama and Landon Donovan, poured out what remained of the Corona beer he had been chugging and urinated into his cardboard drinks container.
Then, according to a neutral bystander who witnessed these disgusting acts, the pair stood on their seats, high-fived and hurled their vile concoctions in the direction of Donovan, the United States men’s national team star who was preparing to take a corner kick 15 yards away.
Welcome to the Estadio Azteca, where allegedly projecting bodily fluids at another human being is acceptable in the name of soccer fanaticism.
And this is why I don't like Mexicans
Here is one picture where it shows Landon Donovan getting pelted with beer cups as he is trying to take a corner kick. He actually got hit by about 5 cups as he was taking the kick and the Mexican riot squad had to put up barriers behind him so he could take the kick.
The US lost yesterday in their World Cup Qualifier against Mexico in the Azteca stadium 2-1. While the US is still in contention for qualifying, it would have been nice if we would have won there as the US has never won in Azteca. 7,000 feet above sea level, with smog and heat. Yumm - sounds like a good time doesn't it?
And here is Benny Feilheber getting choked by a Mexican player (and who didn't even get a card which he should have been ejected) after trying to defend Charlie Davies who had been fouled and was lying on the ground and a group of mexicans were trying to rough him up and pull him up on his feet by his neck.
The US lost yesterday in their World Cup Qualifier against Mexico in the Azteca stadium 2-1. While the US is still in contention for qualifying, it would have been nice if we would have won there as the US has never won in Azteca. 7,000 feet above sea level, with smog and heat. Yumm - sounds like a good time doesn't it?
And here is Benny Feilheber getting choked by a Mexican player (and who didn't even get a card which he should have been ejected) after trying to defend Charlie Davies who had been fouled and was lying on the ground and a group of mexicans were trying to rough him up and pull him up on his feet by his neck.
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