Everybody is doing well. Exceptionally well in fact! I just haven't felt much like blogging. It's been a chore trying to keep up with housework and laundry. I have a certain amount of energy so I have to pick and choose what gets done each day. My big chore for this week is doing my daughters hair which desperately needs to be done. However I have 4 or more scheduled doctor's appointments this week (energy suckers right there), so I'm not sure when I'll get to her hair, but I pray very soon.
We're able to go back to church! The Sunday after the baby's surgery we all went to church as a family! It was nice to be back at church altogether and Kason did much better than I thought he'd do. Understandably, he is very scared of strangers, so I thought he'd scream being around a whole lot of people. But he did very well. He started coughing night before last, and my stomach started knotting up. Oh no! This never ends well. But he has no fever and no difficulty breathing, which are all good signs. We do see infectious disease tomorrow, which I really want to cancel because I don't feel like going to Norfolk and I don't think he's "sick". But he has an appointment today in Norfolk that I'm rescheduling so I better make this one. He is supposed to be seen every week by "somebody".
My husband and I went for our first OB appointment yesterday. I was very pleasantly surprised. Aesthetically, it was beautiful, which seems so stupid but it's so important. I need to be surrounded by niceties right now! There were pictures of babies and mothers and Jesus and scriptures. A big plus. The whole reason I won't go back to my old doctor is because of the office and the staff. The doctor was very nice. But I truly got the feeling that in general they don't like kids. There was never 1 picture in any room of babies. There were tons of posters about contraception and all the pens, tablets, diagrams, and paperweights, were from pharmaceutical companies promising to stop your menstrual forever. The nurse asked me if my baby was a "barrier method failure"? Excuse me. And then lectured me at my 6week check up to use birth control and if I forget or "it" breaks, to call them immediately so they can give me the morning after pill. Uh, I didn't ask you for anything other than to check my incision. I was furious! Not to mention she made some snide remark about us not "waiting" the full six weeks before resuming our "normal activities". She said she didn't know how we had time with our baby in the hospital. Yeah...so I've had enough unpleasant experiences over there that I won't be returning. Anyway the appointment was good and we saw 1 heartbeat and everybody seemed to like children.
My biggest news is that Kason is completely weaned!!!!Whooo hoooooo! Mothers Day morning was his last time nursing. I'm so grateful to God that I was able to nurse him this long. He truly needed my special comfort for all these months. He now has nothing to wake up for in the middle of the night so he sleeps. In fact his bedtime has been 11pm since the day he was born. He just never got tired before 11pm. Two months ago it went down to 9:30. This week he's down to 8pm and he sleeps until about 6:30 pm 7, although he's still sleeping right now and it's 8pm. And the absolute best part is, I haven't gotten engorged at all!! No pain or soreness, nothing! My milk is quietly going away until another couple of months when I'll need it again. God thought of everything. I'm continually amazed that he loves us so particularly. Who am I that he is mindful of me?
My thoughts have been consumed by vacation lately. I don't consider myself the vacation sort of person. In fact a couple of years ago my husband and I went to a timeshare and I told the saleswoman that I'm perfectly content and really don't desire to go once or twice a year anywhere. I remember feeling so happy about staying at home that every day was like vacation to me. Oh but lately, all I can think about is vacation. Kason got sick on Sept 1, 2009 and has been sick nearly every week since. When we're not in the hospital we're at the doctor and when we're at home we're administering 7 meds, 3 of them twice a day. I'm mentally, physically, and spiritually worn out. It's a type of fatigue you can't really describe in words, but if you've dealt with a chronically ill child, you know what I'm talking about. So the plan is as soon as the baby is well for 4-6weeks consecutively my husband and I are getting away by ourselves. This whole ordeal has been a trial for my husband as well, and I can see he's worn out. We already have babysitters and we're exciting. I don't want to sight-see, I don't want to go on walks, I don't want to watch TV, I want to rest and sleep and sleep and rest. I'll let you know how it works out.
"Moooooom Kasey threw up in his bed"!...I gotta go.
We're able to go back to church! The Sunday after the baby's surgery we all went to church as a family! It was nice to be back at church altogether and Kason did much better than I thought he'd do. Understandably, he is very scared of strangers, so I thought he'd scream being around a whole lot of people. But he did very well. He started coughing night before last, and my stomach started knotting up. Oh no! This never ends well. But he has no fever and no difficulty breathing, which are all good signs. We do see infectious disease tomorrow, which I really want to cancel because I don't feel like going to Norfolk and I don't think he's "sick". But he has an appointment today in Norfolk that I'm rescheduling so I better make this one. He is supposed to be seen every week by "somebody".
My husband and I went for our first OB appointment yesterday. I was very pleasantly surprised. Aesthetically, it was beautiful, which seems so stupid but it's so important. I need to be surrounded by niceties right now! There were pictures of babies and mothers and Jesus and scriptures. A big plus. The whole reason I won't go back to my old doctor is because of the office and the staff. The doctor was very nice. But I truly got the feeling that in general they don't like kids. There was never 1 picture in any room of babies. There were tons of posters about contraception and all the pens, tablets, diagrams, and paperweights, were from pharmaceutical companies promising to stop your menstrual forever. The nurse asked me if my baby was a "barrier method failure"? Excuse me. And then lectured me at my 6week check up to use birth control and if I forget or "it" breaks, to call them immediately so they can give me the morning after pill. Uh, I didn't ask you for anything other than to check my incision. I was furious! Not to mention she made some snide remark about us not "waiting" the full six weeks before resuming our "normal activities". She said she didn't know how we had time with our baby in the hospital. Yeah...so I've had enough unpleasant experiences over there that I won't be returning. Anyway the appointment was good and we saw 1 heartbeat and everybody seemed to like children.
My biggest news is that Kason is completely weaned!!!!Whooo hoooooo! Mothers Day morning was his last time nursing. I'm so grateful to God that I was able to nurse him this long. He truly needed my special comfort for all these months. He now has nothing to wake up for in the middle of the night so he sleeps. In fact his bedtime has been 11pm since the day he was born. He just never got tired before 11pm. Two months ago it went down to 9:30. This week he's down to 8pm and he sleeps until about 6:30 pm 7, although he's still sleeping right now and it's 8pm. And the absolute best part is, I haven't gotten engorged at all!! No pain or soreness, nothing! My milk is quietly going away until another couple of months when I'll need it again. God thought of everything. I'm continually amazed that he loves us so particularly. Who am I that he is mindful of me?
My thoughts have been consumed by vacation lately. I don't consider myself the vacation sort of person. In fact a couple of years ago my husband and I went to a timeshare and I told the saleswoman that I'm perfectly content and really don't desire to go once or twice a year anywhere. I remember feeling so happy about staying at home that every day was like vacation to me. Oh but lately, all I can think about is vacation. Kason got sick on Sept 1, 2009 and has been sick nearly every week since. When we're not in the hospital we're at the doctor and when we're at home we're administering 7 meds, 3 of them twice a day. I'm mentally, physically, and spiritually worn out. It's a type of fatigue you can't really describe in words, but if you've dealt with a chronically ill child, you know what I'm talking about. So the plan is as soon as the baby is well for 4-6weeks consecutively my husband and I are getting away by ourselves. This whole ordeal has been a trial for my husband as well, and I can see he's worn out. We already have babysitters and we're exciting. I don't want to sight-see, I don't want to go on walks, I don't want to watch TV, I want to rest and sleep and sleep and rest. I'll let you know how it works out.
"Moooooom Kasey threw up in his bed"!...I gotta go.
