I went to bed last night at 10:15. I dozed until Josh came in around 10:40. I woke up at 11 p.m. when Guy started crying. I thought I'd see if he'd calm down and go back to sleep. No dice. Seven minutes and many screams later, I brought him to bed and fed him. He cried. Turned over. Pushed both of us, cried some more, and ate some more.
I put him back in bed. He was in there for three minutes before he turned his light on and started crying again. So I went and tried to nurse him in the rocker. No dice. I changed his diaper, gave him ibuprofen, and brought him back to bed.
Finally, at midnight, he was back in bed and asleep. And then it took me half an hour to fall asleep.
The alarm went off at 6 this morning, as Josh had to be on campus at 7. Guy woke up at 7:05. I got just barely six hours of sleep. And I'm exhausted.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Jack Johnson
There's something about listening to Jack Johnson that soothes the soul.
It's been a productive and quite pleasant day. Guy's not napping yet, as when he was almost asleep friends came over, so I let him play.
But I had a really nice morning. Something about friendly grocery store staff, a balloon bobbing up and down in the backseat, Jack Johnson on the radio, and a coke at my side that makes life slow down just a little bit.
I like it slow.
It's been a productive and quite pleasant day. Guy's not napping yet, as when he was almost asleep friends came over, so I let him play.
But I had a really nice morning. Something about friendly grocery store staff, a balloon bobbing up and down in the backseat, Jack Johnson on the radio, and a coke at my side that makes life slow down just a little bit.
I like it slow.
Monday, April 7, 2008
Monday Musings
I'm stealing the idea for a Monday Musing from Katherine, my good friend and neighbor.
I went for my first midwife appointment today. I thought it wouldn't be long, just a little bit of paperwork to get things underway. I was wrong. I waited in the office for ten minutes. I filled out privacy paperwork and allergies and medications, etc. I waited for five minutes. I peed in a cup (I hate that part. It's such a hassle) and then waited another ten minutes. I went into a different room and waited five minutes. I gave a complete health and mental history, including family history and everything medical that was ever significant. I listened to the standard spiel about what the practice offers and does not offer.
I weighed myself. Only .8 lbs up, and yet I can't fit into two of my favorite pairs of jeans. Lameness. I made an appointment for next month, asked for a pregnancy verification for Medicaid, had blood drawn, and forgot to get said verification. Meaning I have to go back tomorrow to do it.
I need to get all of the paperwork together and turned in by Thursday. This means statements from all six bank accounts, the car loan, financial aid, and our tax refund information. Yuck.
It snowed today. Again. Just like last week. And I'm sick of it. There were beautiful moments of sunshine, and dark gloomy overcast blizzard-y moments. But Josh bought KFC for dinner, and Amy and Jeremy brought over the fixings for rootbeer floats. We watched the Memphis-Kansas game (can you say agonizing?!?) and then played Texas Hold 'Em. Don't tell anyone--it's my guilty pleasure.
The KFC was excellent. And we saw Tom for the last time this trip. It's been so nice having him around, and he's had such a good time with Guy, it'll be sad to have him gone. I'm getting all teary and sentimental. Stop it, Emily. You're fine.
I have lots of other thoughts floating around my head, but I think it just may be time to stop thinking, and simply go to bed. Much love, internets.
P.S. I have the best sister-in-law evah. Amy, you rock it to the awesome.
I went for my first midwife appointment today. I thought it wouldn't be long, just a little bit of paperwork to get things underway. I was wrong. I waited in the office for ten minutes. I filled out privacy paperwork and allergies and medications, etc. I waited for five minutes. I peed in a cup (I hate that part. It's such a hassle) and then waited another ten minutes. I went into a different room and waited five minutes. I gave a complete health and mental history, including family history and everything medical that was ever significant. I listened to the standard spiel about what the practice offers and does not offer.
I weighed myself. Only .8 lbs up, and yet I can't fit into two of my favorite pairs of jeans. Lameness. I made an appointment for next month, asked for a pregnancy verification for Medicaid, had blood drawn, and forgot to get said verification. Meaning I have to go back tomorrow to do it.
I need to get all of the paperwork together and turned in by Thursday. This means statements from all six bank accounts, the car loan, financial aid, and our tax refund information. Yuck.
It snowed today. Again. Just like last week. And I'm sick of it. There were beautiful moments of sunshine, and dark gloomy overcast blizzard-y moments. But Josh bought KFC for dinner, and Amy and Jeremy brought over the fixings for rootbeer floats. We watched the Memphis-Kansas game (can you say agonizing?!?) and then played Texas Hold 'Em. Don't tell anyone--it's my guilty pleasure.
The KFC was excellent. And we saw Tom for the last time this trip. It's been so nice having him around, and he's had such a good time with Guy, it'll be sad to have him gone. I'm getting all teary and sentimental. Stop it, Emily. You're fine.
I have lots of other thoughts floating around my head, but I think it just may be time to stop thinking, and simply go to bed. Much love, internets.
P.S. I have the best sister-in-law evah. Amy, you rock it to the awesome.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)