Sunday, February 26, 2012
We have been exceptionally lucky to have him home for seven weeks. However, this extended leave has left us with a problem.
Hi. My name is Susan and I'm an addict. My daughter is also an addict. We are addicted to having Greg home.
Tomorrow is going to be bad. I accept this now. Not sure what made me think I could handle a high spirited toddler and an infant by myself. Maybe if I get started now I can get them both dressed and diaper bags packed and everybody in the car in time to go see Greg for lunch tomorrow. Because Kaycie is going to need a Daddy fix.
Meanwhile, I am grasping on to the idea that tonight will be the first night ever that both of my children sleep through the night at the same time. It's been bad enough with Greg and I playing rock/paper/scissors to determine who gets up with which child during the night. With Greg back at work I really don't want him to have to deal with it unless it's absolutely necessary. Hopefully with the "regular" routine getting back on track Kaycie will settle down and start sleeping again. Let's just pray I survive until Wednesday when she'll have school again...
Monday, February 20, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
My mom retired at the end of last week.
My brother is getting married on March 17.
My BFF Lauren is coming to visit for the weekend in... about 5 hours (woo!).
I have a whole list of other friends I haven't seen in way too long that I should be able to see next week!
In the "If you don't laugh you might cry" file, yesterday Greg and I were eating our romantic Valentine's Day dinner at Cane's Chicken Fingers when we saw that another guest had left their cup on their table when they left. There's a current promotion going on where you collect peel-offs from the cups to win free stuff (which is how we got our dinner, a free combo meal) and we're pretty close to getting more free stuff, so we were debating nabbing the cup to get the peel-off...
Greg: You distract the other customers and I'll go grab the cup.
Me: What should I do, flash them??
Greg: We're in a restaurant full of nothing but women...
Me: All of whom are better endowed than I am. We need a new plan.
Sadly, we didn't get the cup. An employee beat us to it and threw it away. But we did collect more off our own cups and have a free sandwich combo waiting on us. We've already gotten the free 3-finger combo and a free tea. We also have a free extra finger and a free toast. We spend too much time at Cane's.
I hope to do some photography while Lauren is here to play assistant this weekend. I want to get some shots of the kids together, and some announcement-worthy shots of Luke (which is long over due). We'll see how that works out.
I'm a few days late on the 1 month update for my little man. One month. We've had him for two (now three) weeks. Feel more like years at this point.
Luke's doing well. He's eating and sleeping and pooping, which pretty much fulfills his job description at this point. He finally passed his hearing screen, was pronounced perfectly healthy at his initial pediatrician visit, and topped out at 9lbs 3oz and 20 3/4" at his 2 week pediatrician appointment. He's seen the pedi-cardiologist, where he was up to 10lbs 6oz at 3 weeks old, and been discharged from them with no problems (after two echocardiograms and an ECG). Today he had his follow up MRI which we will get the results for on Monday when he sees the neurosurgeon at St. Dominic. Hopefully that will be the last of the baby appointments for a while. Or at least until his 2 month check up and shots.
He's an uber-calm baby, which is a very good thing because his sister is wackadoodle. She finally seems to be getting over her bedtime and bath time panic attacks. She has been getting up an hour earlier every day for the past few morning - first it was 7am, then 6, then 5, then yesterday morning it was 4... Today she did sleep until 7 again, so hopefully we're back on track there too. Yesterday was the culmination of a built up psychosis explosion. Her behavior has been getting worse with the blatant defiance and whining, but yesterday was off the charts awful. She tried to climb the drawers in her chest of drawers and pulled it down on top of herself (during nap time, I might add). She climbed the back of her little recliner and accidentally flipped herself over and landed on her head. She ran face first into a wall. She tried to climb into Luke's bouncy seat and got in trouble, so she looked me dead in the eye and started climbing back in. I pulled her out and told her no. She looked me in the eye, smiled, walked around to the side I wasn't blocking, hopped in, grabbed his pacifier and stuffed it into her mouth with a giggle. That got her in time out. She would ask for something to eat, I'd fix it, and she'd fall in the floor in tears because she didn't want it. This stuff went on over and over all day. I nearly burst into tears on more than one occasion because she was making me nuts on a whole new level and I didn't know what to do with her.
We had been having trouble with her begging for attention as soon as Luke woke up and needed something from us, but this was going beyond that. A few days ago when she was winding up Greg had made a comment about the possibility that her cough medicine was effecting her behavior. I didn't think much about it at the time, because it seemed that it had been going on longer than she'd been sick and she'd taken the medicine back in January without a problem. But she only had a couple of doses back in January and last night I got to thinking that she'd been on the medicine for 7 days already, maybe it was causing some of the issues. I know my friend Allison had noticed problems with some meds her daughter had taken causing behavior side effects a while back, this could be a similar thing. I didn't give her any last night or today and so far she's been her usual chipper, relatively well behaved self. Suffice it to say, she will not be taking Rynex DM any more.
Greg goes back to work on the 27th, one week and two days away. I'm dreading that day more than I can possibly tell you.
Friday, February 3, 2012
Me: Luke sounds like a baby dinosaur when he cries.
Greg: Well, your friend Denise did suggest you might be expecting a velociraptor.
Me: **Gasp!** You're right! I forgot! He's a veloci-potamus! Makes sense. Kaycie as cunning as a raptor.
Greg: That's not good. They gang up and attack on packs.
Me: We're doomed.