Saturday afternoon, I felt like I had everything under control. My friend was doing much better and we had her all ready to go home on Sunday. I had cooked her a bunch of meals, done her laundry, and she showed that she was good on her own (could shower without help, change the bandages on her hands...). She even volunteered to watch the kids (once they were down for the night) so Aaron and I planned on a little date night. As we drove away from the house, I took a deep breath - I was wiped out from the week. It hit me all of a sudden that the stress of the week had drained me physically.
We got home from the movie, and I walked upstairs. Maggie's bedroom light was on. I looked in, and she wasn't in her crib. Then I start to realize that I smelled vomit. And then I see that Maggie is in bed with my friend. CRAP. So Maggie had thrown up all over her crib. On the flip side, my friend was nervous that she wouldn't be able to pick Maggie up out of her crib if she needed anything... but this episode showed that her hands were more healed than she thought. Aaron and I got her all washed up, and she went right back to bed with no trouble. I was hopeful that it was just junk food overload from a birthday party we attended that afternoon.
Yesterday, Maggie seemed better - although she did wake up and needed some attention in the middle of the night. But this morning, I woke up and posted to my facebook wall "OK. This week needs to include full nights sleep, happy babies, and no crisis. Begin.".
And then Maggie woke up with a fever of 101.5. And I was just DONE. I don't know why - I've certainly been through worse.... but I just wanted to cry. I couldn't calm Maggie down, and Cam was asking - Mommy? What wrong with Maggie? I just started getting nervous that she was having a super high fever again... but I took a deep breath, took her temp (101.5) and then called my Aunt and got Cam a ride to school with her, so I didn't have to leave the house with Maggie. And she was calmed down once the Advil kicked in.
But I'm home today, trying to work, with a sick baby and plans to have friends over later in the day. I don't want to cancel on my friends as I kind of need the 'friend therapy', but I also want to dive into bed and pull the covers over my head and not come out.
Waaaaaaaah.
3 comments:
Ahh, mom life. Did no one ever tell us, or did we just not listen?? Good luck. <3
Ugh, days like this are the worst. I hope you get your friend therapy, there is nothing like laughing with other women who 'get it' to make you feel better.
(((HUGS))) When it rains, it pours. My blog used to be titled, "I got out of bed for this?" And oh it seemed those days were the worst! Hope Maggie is feeling better real soon and you get some much needed rest!
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