Hi Ya'll - whew, this is def. a long, bad day. Sounds like it's been a mixed lot, with some of us having a really good day and some of us having a really NOT good day. I'm in the second camp. No dog poo (whew) but I did break the baby, and the car. Let's start at the beginning.
Baby woke at 4:30 and nursed for about half an hour. We didn't have to wake up early, though, because Beca had a dr. appt. at 9:45 so no bus to catch. Gotta love it when they wake up at the crack of dawn ANYWAY
So finally got the babe back to sleep at about 7:30, but he woke at 8:15. Decided to just keep him up since we had to leave at 9 for the appt. Made it to the appt (only getting lost once but finding a CHOICE parking spot), and the dr. basically said that she's got about a 30% chance of having SLE (systemic lupus) because she gets these weird infections in various places (joints etc.) that clear up on their own after a month or so...there's no way to tell until we get her tested (blood work) WHILE she's symptomatic, which she isn't right now (that's good, but the story all in all is BAD.
Drove dd to school and then home and by the time I made it home the car was smoking and making this horrible noise. so I called the mechanic (whom I cancelled on y'day because I didn't have anyone to help me do the pick-up to get the car), and he said to bring it right in. Before I even hung up the phone I got a call from SIL who said MIL had died during the night. So now I have to track down dh who is at this conference in Victoria somewhere, but didn't give me any numbers... nightmare. Finally find the hotel/center and he's checked out (now it's about 3pm our time). So I can't get in touch with him at ALL. He had left a mssg earlier saying he'd call back around noon Pacific time. Ok, so it's a great day outside (about 50F and sunny) and Ori and I meet the bus and take dd and dog for a walk around the block. I break the news about grandma. She's sad, she's crying, she's wanting to go to the west coast NOW to be w/her dad and family. I said no. It's just too much - there's nowhere for us to sleep there (because SIL's own 3 kids will be with her as well as dh - there's no more beds!), and I don't really think we'd be of any benefit to the family, just more to deal with.
Fairly inconsolable, poor thing. I finally calm her down and we agree to make a special dinner tonight to honor grandma. Meanwhile, Ori has been having this super fussy don't wanna sleep anywhere but on my mama kind of day. He actually gives me about 30 min. inthe swing and I get the diaper pail downstairs and dumped, and back upstairs, defrost the food, start cooking, and he's starts crying. I asked dd if she could entertain him, and she picks him up. He's howling. I don't know exactly what happened next, but I hear a *THUMP* and then nothing and then a HOWWWWWWWLING like he's on fire. Obviously I race in (but I HAVE to turn down all the burners first or we'll have a burnt dinner to add to this lovely day) and rescue him - she dropped him off the couch. He's broken - I'm ripping off his clothes, checking his head, no bumps, no blood. And now the mama guilt starts pouring in that I have my 6 yr old entertaining my baby, and if only he'd been on my back this would never have happened, but I just don't have anything that WORKS well with him yet becuase he's still kinda wobbly and not strong enough
I get Ori calm and put him to sleep (he was fussing because he was tired, I knew that and tried to push him just a few more minutes - BAD MAMA!
then, and now it's been like 2 1/2 hrs., I remember I was supposed to bring the car in - YIKES so I called the mechanic again and we arranged for tomorrow morning. Ugh. Finally got dinner finished, talked to dh on the phone, and, after a loooong delay tactic including a game of dwarves and dice and helping with laundry, got dd to bed.
Just terrible. What a day. I am going to go walk the dog and go to bed. The tofucheesecake (Lisa, this is GOOOOOOD) was really special, and we said a nice prayer for grandma. She was old and had a good long life. We'll miss her though! She was a funny, lively mama.
Hope your day got better Az - hope the dog is ok? Clear poop with blood doesn't sound good. And how is your nephew? Did you pass on any of those recs? I haven't looked at that thread - did anyone else pipe up with a good suggestion? What a scary situation!
Nicole - WOW! Your little man is AMAZING!!! I'm sure he's blowing away those nurses! I'm so glad he wanted to nurse - it will help him to heal so much faster. The skin to skin is SOOOO good for him - don't worry about the incision site. It'll be fine. Those doc's make them pretty draned tight. It's great that you get to sleep with him. I think some hospi's won't let a mama do that. poopers. CONGRATULATIONS!!! It's like having to give birth TWICE!!! Whew.
Jessi - you are truly my shining light today. THANK YOU!!! I pped you already.
Did you Hawaii girls get anything in the mail yet? Oh, I stayed up in Arcata for a while too - woulda been mid 80's. Lived w/my g'friend there, trimming plants
and then she moved back there after she had a baby (in SF) with my (later) boyfriend best friend - it was all RATHER cozy...and that's when I moved to Zim. What a small small world it is! I didn't live there, just stayed with friends off and on. I was living in Bezerkeley. Caio mamas!