Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Today was one of those...

8:00
Woke up and guzzled Glucola
tried not to puke
Then got the kids up
Took kids to school.

9:15
Fabulous sister draws my blood for my glucose screening
from the comfort of my own couch.
(That is one major perk
of having the world's best phlebotomist as a sister)
(That and she never misses my veins...ever)

9:30
Kickin it in my jammies
when coworker calls and convinces me that no longer
can I put off my CNA Test
(Its been a year since I took the class)
Decide to study study study so I can go with her and take it tonight.

10:00
Shower for me
Then shower for Cohen
Thene studying for me
interrupted every few seconds
with requests for a new show, or juice, or potty time.

12:00
Get kids from school
Pizza for lunch at Costco
with Holly, Caitlin, Rachel, and all the kids.
then grab a few things and head out


1:50
Perinatologist appointment for monthly check.
Find out on the way
that bloodwork came back
low on iron,
no wonder I am tired,
high on sugar
crap, have to take the long glucose test.
grr...

2:05
Late for appointment
studying in the lobby
Weird and quiet ultrasound tech
not friendly.
Does a dopler on Baby B's umbilical cord
Thats new
Doesn't do one on Baby A
Make me a little worried?
yes

2:30
Perinatologist comes in.
Fabulous smart funny woman
who I instantly like

until
she tells me that Baby B is small,
not gaining weight like it should
and not keeping up with Baby A
and that she's trying to decide
whether or not to freak out
(this makes me freak out)

2:40
Measures some more
says meet her in her office.

Says Baby B's weight is sufficient enough
that she isn't freaking out today

She wants me to come back in two weeks
at which point she will freak out
if baby isn't growing better.

Evidently

Freaking out
means

Steroid shots
and
Hospital Bed Rest
and
Probable Early delivery

Fabulous

3:00
Driving home from appointment
and car breaks
banging, squealing, grinding
while trying not to cry on phone with dad.
Much mental cursing and frustration
Drive to Holly's at 5 mph
Promptly scare her to death
by walking in the door and bursting into tears

3:45
Husband comes to get me and kids at Holly's
Follow him in Camry while he drives van 5 mph
to the fix it shop
Kids fighting and begging for free hot chocolate
while husband tries to explain what happened

4:30
Home
No test for me today
Too much stress and not enough study
Major Headache from crying
and exhausted.
Lovely Husband makes dinner for the kids
and lets me crash on the couch.

8:30
Wake up from snooze
Still major headache
Help brush everyone's teeth
husband carries everyone to bed.

10:15
So tired,
and out of Tums
(which are essential to survival and sleep)
and milk
(which is essential to my children's morning happiness
and therefore my morning happiness)
Husband (who is super hero of the day)
drives to the store to save us
and he took the day off tomorrow
so I didn't have to stress about kids and babysitters
and getting to work at 7am.

10:30
Bed
where I will hopefully
slide into dreamless oblivion for 7.5 hours
(not likely)
but first
lots of prayers.
thank you
because today could have been worse
and please help me
because tomorrow has GOT to be BETTER!

Monday, February 8, 2010

Love


This man
This little girl
These two little boys
Sunday afternoons
Naps on the couch
in a big pile

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Little Buddy



Is sick.


Has had snots that won't go away
for what seems like WEEKS

But last night
we were up half the night
with coughs and tears

along with the never ending snot


and the only thing
that would make him feel better today
is
Apple Juice
and a movie.


However,
he had enough energy
for this little smirk at Kenna
when I said that he got to pick the movie
even though she was screaming her opinion
at the top of her lungs.


It gives me hope
that he won't be down for the count
much longer.


P.S. Little Mister Sick just came into the office while I was finishing this.
He saw himself
and said "Oh, Coco look sad."
"He does?" I replied
"Yeah, but he cute."
Nice
Not too sick to admire himself a little, evidently.