Tuesday, September 22, 2009

The Light at the End of the Tunnel

I am drawing towards the end. I am getting so close, and I am trying to stay positive, but this has been an incredibly long 3 months. I only have 2 more weeks at my job, and then I am free! I'll get to stay home with Judah instead of sending him to a stupid daycare, and I won't have to go back to that place that I have given 2 and a half years of my life.

I am so happy.

But also hanging on by a thread.

Judah has been sick 4 times since he's been at daycare. I don't know how other parents can handle having their kids in daycare full time. If Ricky and I were both full time, I couldn't see any evening ending well. We'd both get home and be tired (typical after a full days work) and your kid is also exhausted after a full day playing, and may be sick 50% of the time, so they are extra irritable. And you scrounge through the fridge looking for dinner because you don 't have time to go to the grocery store on a regular basis. Mom asks Dad to watch the kid while you make Top Ramen, and he's just as tired as you and had a stressful day at work, so he's on edge, and loses patience with the kid who is also on edge and only gets to see you for 2 hours a day. Mom yells at Dad to calm down and be nice to the kid because he's sick. So the kid goes to bed early after seeing his parents for a short amount of time because the parents can't deal with the baby who's irritable. So mom and dad sit down and watch TV and eat their ramen both being mad at each other and the baby, go to bed, wake up, and do it 4 more times.

I just couldn't do that. Your home should be a place that you can go to feel better and unwind. I know that most people only do it because they have to. Most can't even pay their mortgage without 2 incomes, but it would just be so hard.

I know that I am fortunate to have the option to stay home, and I am so happy that I will.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

A Chain of Events

The last week has been more than eventful.

Ricky's mom successfully removed the invasive cancer from her breast, but is still awaiting treatment for the non invasive cancer in the surrounding areas.

To read more about that in more detail, check out her blog Kat's Meow

The day this was all happening, Ricky and I left for our roadtrip to California, which ended up sending us down and long, tiring chain of events. We drove through the night and got all the way to Santa Cruz. We spent the day on the beach, but when we tried to get Judah (and ourselves) down for a nap, things never recovered. He would NOT sleep. He screamed and screamed and screamed. We had to just get him up, and went to the pool, and then in to town instead, also paired with some grocery shopping for baby food and snacks. We figured that we could wear him out enough so that he would simply pass out of exhaustion by the end of the day...

WRONG!
He screamed and screamed. He did fall asleep after about an hour, only to wake up another hour later screaming again. Ricky and I tried everything. We gave him a bottle, tried to let him sleep in our bed, tried to rock him to sleep. Nothing worked. Unfortunately, I had suspected that he was getting sick the night before we left. He was just a little off, but enough to keep an eye out for sneaky cold symptoms. He got in a 6 hour stretch, but that's not that great seeing as how he usually sleep for 11-12 hours during the night. He woke up early and I could not keep him quiet to save my life. The guests above our room started pounding the floor giving us the message to "SHUT UP!" I don't blame them, and frankly, I am surprised at how long they endured it! Ricky and I had to make the decision; try to tough it out and have a mediocre vacation battling Judah and sleep the entire time? or head back and try again some other time.

We opted to drive back. Anyone who has kids knows that there's no winning with a sick child. And I'm glad we did. His symptoms took a dive, and by Saturday night, he was having a hard time breathing. By Sunday morning, he could hardly get a full breath. We had to take him the ER so he could be checked by a doctor. After a few hours there, they transferred Judah to Children's Hospital so that he could continue to be monitored for oxygen levels.

So Ricky, Judah and I were all low on sleep, and it was not the most fun trying to entertain ourselves at a hospital, not to mention entertaining Judah.

And THEN, on September 1st, Daniel and Mandy FINALLY had baby Kayla Joy Hunt. So it seems that each of the family members have had their turn at a hospital this last week.

Man, I need a vacation...