The aspirator is quickly becoming feared again this week. Punkin's crying louder & kicking harder than he ever has before. There's so much snot - it's just pitiful. From what Ms. Karen's been putting on his sheet, it's been a rough couple of days at daycare. Although she did say he enjoyed Play Dough yesterday (they really do some fun/neat things), she also said he's just not himself :(
He & I were up at 5:30 this morning - it's been a long day & I just keep wondering what kind of days he's having. I hope he's hanging in there. Saying lil' prayers, hoping this cold will soon subside so he can get back to being his joyful, big appetite-d, self. Definitely finding some comfort that we'll be at the Dr. twice next week. Tuesday for his well-check & Wednesday for his tubes follow-up.
The lil' sleep thief ~
Spent a great evening w.our good friend Allison last night - she's moving to DC next week. Allison's someone we're always happy to see - she definitely brings a smile to our face. Life only affords us a handful of "favorite" kinda people - she's up there on my list. Oh, and she can make her own beer - how cool is that?! Just a neat girl :) We're praying for her & the opportunity she's found in DC.
Thursday morning ~
Last night was not the best evening for John. He seemed fine when I picked him from daycare. Insert a funny about daycare: I had to 007 out of my car yesterday so John wouldn't see me out of his class window. 4 out of 5 days a week, when you pull in the parking lot, that lil' booger will be standing there watching the parking lot - in search of a mama or deddy figure. He gets frantically excited when he sees you (bangs on the window, smiling), but this excitement quickly dissolves into confusion as we make our way to the door, out of sight. By the time we get to his room, he's usually completely defeated - crocodile tears & all. I like to think I finally smartened up, although I'm sure I looked very gooberish, lurking down around the car to avoid a sighting. Your concern for how you look & what other people think is fast fading as a parent...if it's a means to an end, then any/all behavior becomes very rational & appropriate!
At any rate, supper was borderline disastrous (lots of food found its way to the floor) & John spent the whole evening fussing or crying - the degrees varied. Oh, and he got to throwing things - more like he's throwing his hands cause he's mad, but if an object's in reach, look out. He got in the most trouble last night cause he threw his hands at Salem. We're anxious to talk to the Dr. next week about his lil' temper & ways to curb it. Otherwise, a more strong-handed discipline tactic isn't far away. It's kind of the elephant in the room when he pitches these little tantrums - I try not to even look at Seth. His disapproving look may just as well be him saying, "He's SO your son". At any rate, we're hoping maybe it was us being away for a weekend, him being tired or the culmination of all that & not feeling well that's bringing out this not so bright side of him!
He did sleep good last night & this morning we brought him into bed with us about 6:30. I didn't even try & lie about why I was late to work today. Told the boss that the lil' one was laying between us & I was rubbing his back, the Fisher family was just enjoying waking up slow - I mean honestly, how could I jump out bed when I've got my 2 faves laying there w.me?
John seemed a lil' better this morning when we finally did get up & moving. Barely got any junk out of his nose, hopefully we're on the up & up w.that. It obviously makes me a little nervous to think of leaving Seth for the weekend w.him acting like a bear!
Speaking of the weekend, getting somewhat anxious. Not used to traveling so light (i.e. by myself) these days. I did kinda make sure I was leaving at a time when no one else was (much to Seth's dismay) cause I wanted to have some time in the car to myself. For the girl who once drove from Florida to NC in one day, ALL BY HER LONESOME - a short lil' jaunt to Emerald Isle's a drop in the hat! Solitary road trips are good for the soul :)
It's kinda cool, the beach house we're going to be at is just down the road from where we got married. Will definitely feel weird to be at EI & pass by Pebble Beach w/o Seth - never been there w/o him. Should be a good weekend, lots of estrogen - but I'm optimistic!
Hundred Percent
I'm of the opinion that people don't know what they're talking about 90 percent of the time, my grandpa said & my grandma smiled & said , O, you're too late. The 10 percent slot filled up a few minutes ago. & we could hear him muttering all the way back out to the garden ~Story People
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