today feels never ending…
…and it’s only noon. So random blog time!
1. Last night Luca woke up at 4 AM because his diaper was wet. I laid in bed for a minute, hearing him whimper, thinking he may go back to bed. Then he proceeded to cry, and on the first inhale after his scream, he made this high pitched sound that could only be described as: Croup.
I changed his diaper, and he promptly fell back asleep, no problem. I was petrified. So I called the doctor on call, who happens to be Matt’s primary physician. He’s super duper nice. I apologized a million times and told him what was up. He explained that if he was comfortable, there was no reason to worry. Apparently there are tons of cases of croup going around right now. That and ear infections. (Which I just went through with Claire two weeks ago.)
This is stressful because 1.) Claire was never sick until … well, shortly after Luca was born, so this is still relatively new to me and 2.) Matt’s out of town.
2. I didn’t rinse out the bucket well enough when I went to mop the floors, and there was still some oxyclean in the bucket. My hardwoods look terrible…so I have to re-mop. Ick.
3. There is snot everywhere. I already showered this morning and am already covered in it again. Well, from my knees down, well within Luca’s target area. Oh, my shoulders, too. Why not smear it in some more, right?
4. The screaming. The screaming… it never ends. It started last evening when I decided it was time for Luca to go to bed. Not only is he sick, but he’s getting his upper molars, too. Double bonus! He’s been off and on grumpy today. And what makes me so sad for him is that he wants to be happy. He really, really wants to be happy.
5. I’m having one of those days where it’s really hard to remember my identity. Other than going to the gym yesterday, I had no adult interaction. Ditto to today. It starts to wear down a person. And I run out of things to clean and organize. Especially when the kids come by and dirty and mess it up.
6. I ordered some new fabrics from etsy.com (my guilty pleasure) to make some pillows, which came today, but I can’t sew it yet until my MIL drops off the sewing machine. But the fabrics are really, really pretty. I swear.
7. Dora the Explorer is by far the most annoying cartoon on the face of the planet. I have a reoccurring dream where I find the girl who does the voice for her and choke her. Not pleasant.
8. Matt’s birthday is June 26th. I know what he’s getting!
9. Oh, and this too! I mean, you can’t have one without the other.
10. You know what I never understood? The Staples “That was easy” button.
11. I am such a sucker for accents. When I called the hotel in Montreal this morning to talk to Matt, the female receptionist who answered the phone turned me on a little.
12. Random fact of the day: Not a single witch was burned at the stake after being convicted in the Salem witch trials. (Most were hanged.)
13. When I was in high school one of our class idiots…I mean clowns, would ask Miss Miller to say, “Hanged,” over and over again, because he “didn’t understand why it wasn’t hung.” Pervert.
14. One of my favorite blogs ever posted a blog that hit near my heart. I could totally feel for The Guy while he wrote about stay at home parenting woes. It’s not always rainbows and butterflies. However, I’d like to add, those women: you know who you are…if you intentionally go out of your way to make someone feel uncomfortable, you are a really, really mean person. Why can’t everyone be welcome? So what if he couldn’t breast feed. He would have if he could!
My favorite excerpt, if you will:
“I made it through those tough times, but I remember little. Mostly I remember feelings and emotions, not actual events. However, on the days when one of my kids would do or say something of special note, the layer of film would lift from me, and I understood clearly why I was doing what I was doing.”
Guy, you took every last word out of my mouth on that one.
I may no longer be on my medication for the postpartum depression, but I’m still not perfect. I know I’m OK without the meds, but I still feel that ‘film’ that he describes from time to time. That’s natural. It’s from being alone, being responsible and being isolated.
Kudos to you for being so honest.