So Very Tired
Today is probably the tiredest I’ve been since Elsa was born. She has a cold so she can’t lay flat on her back and sleep. I’ve read that you can let them sleep in their car seats, but I’ve also read that letting them sleep all night in their car seat is HIGHLY! DANGEROUS! LIKELY TO INDUCE DEATH!
So yeah. That means she slept on my chest all night (not at all dangerous. . . ), so all night long all I heard was the snorting of a kid who can’t blow her nose.
I was supposed to go to a meeting at 9:45 so was up by 8 to get ready for it. It was cancelled at 9. Bah! I could have been sleeping more!
Instead of going back to bed like a smart person, we dressed the kids and took them to a park. We finally had a nice day and we all needed to get some vitamin D in our veins.
I almost called 911 at the first park. There was a guy with an off-leash pitbull. I know that it is all about the owner, blah blah blah, but I see a pitbull and I freeze up. I’ve heard too many stories about them going nuts for no reason and all I can do is sit and imagine my precious son being ripped from limb to limb by a crazed dog. It’s wonderful living in my head.
There was a lady confronting the owner, telling him to get the dog on a leash. He had a leash. He refused to put the dog on a leash because “ya’ll are crazy people, ain’t you never heard of a friendly dog?” No matter. Dogs must be on leashes. There’s even a huge sign in the park informing dog owners to keep their dogs on leashes.
Things really got crazy when another dog came along and the owner let it off leash. The pitbull went straight for it and they started playing nicely together. I suppose I could have chilled out and enjoyed the sight of happy puppies, but I freaked out instead and practically ran to the van with my baby. The dog owner noticed and was making rude comments in my general direction, but who cares? Erik was playing with the owner’s son and the kid (maybe 8) seemed pretty confused about why his new friend had to leave so I made sure he heard “we don’t like to be around dog’s that aren’t on leashes.” Not the kid’s fault, but maybe next time he’ll ask his dad to keep the damned dog on a leash.
It all worked out. We went to a different park and ran into a few people we knew. I am still irked that the guy wouldn’t put his stupid dog on a leash, though. Don’t people know better in this day and age?
We had Elsa’s one month check-up this afternoon, only a week late. I knew she was pretty big but didn’t expect to hear that she was 13 pounds. No wonder she can’t fit in any of her 0-3 month clothes. The doctor told me not to feed her so often but that’s about the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. How do you not feed a one month old when she’s hungry? I’m not concerned about her weight. She’ll slim up when she starts walking. She’s already really strong. She can push up off her hands and knees already. The doc said she would have thought she was a 3 or 4 month old baby if she didn’t know her age.
Jeez. Mike is watching the most horrible scene from a movie ever. There’s a baby rolling down a staircase in a stroller in middle of a shoot out. Not exactly what I need to be watching.
Anyway, my side is feeling a bit better. It still hurts, but I think it feels better when I get out of the house and do stuff instead of sitting around focusing on the pain. I had an ultrasound yesterday but they didn’t tell me anything. I was really hoping it wouldn’t be internal, but it was. Gah! The worst part was that they had these fancy little dressing rooms across from the ultrasound rooms and bathrooms, so I had to prance around in the hall with my hospital gown on. I’m so glad everyone in the place got to see my lily white ass. There weren’t any men in the halls when I was walking around, but after I finished there were two men walking through. I don’t understand the point of fancy dressing rooms. They might be fancy, but I don’t care how fancy it is. I’d rather take my clothes off in the exam room and not prance around the hospital half naked.
I can’t remember what else I was going to write about today. I’ve only been writing this entry for 8 hours. The baby is asleep, so I better get to bed too.