Now that I’m using Google calendar, my days feel even more action packed than before. Probably because I am actually writing all this stuff down and seeing the busy-ness in black and white. <\/p>\n
Today was supposed to be my “day of rest.” I only had to go grocery shopping, go to the dentist and take Erik to dance class. Easy peasy!<\/p>\n
Then my neighbor called and the day turned into one of the most exhausting days in recent memory.<\/p>\n
She’s about 8 months pregnant and has an 11 month old and 2.5 year old. <\/p>\n
She was in labor.<\/p>\n
Her husband was an hour away (or more, depending on traffic).<\/p>\n
Contractions were coming every three minutes.<\/p>\n
Ohshitohshitohshit.<\/p>\n
Pre-term labor and a gaggle of kids without car seats is just what I needed to start my day.<\/p>\n
I don’t know why I didn’t think to call 911. It never even occurred to me until much later that it would be been the proper course of action. I did not need to fear delivering a pre-term baby on the side of the freeway with three toddlers improperly restrained in my backseat, you know?<\/p>\n
I didn’t know what else to do about the kids, so I just drove them to the hospital in the seats I had, which were all wrong for the ages and weights. I figured that if I got pulled over the police wouldn’t deal too harshly with me when I explained the situation. I was very glad it was at a quiet time of day so the chances of an accident weren’t as big. I drove very, very carefully<\/i>.<\/p>\n
Anyway, I asked my neighbor if she had a diaper bag, but she didn’t. She doesn’t have a car, so I guess she never goes anywhere. Why would she have a stuffed diaper bag? I had one diaper in my purse and no snacks at all. I did have money, but the machine wouldn’t take a $20. The staff suggested I go to the cafeteria when the kids started screaming for food. Please explain to me how people wrangle three children in public places? <\/p>\n
If I had realized what was going to happen, I would have insisted on running into my house and grabbing a pack of crackers and some more diapers. I was just thinking “get this lady to the hospital!” not “oh crap! I’m going to be sitting in a waiting room with three toddlers for a couple of hours!” There was no way I was going to drive everyone back without proper car seats, so I was in a pickle. I hate being so ill-prepared. I figured if worse came to worse I could go to the pediatric unit. I know they have diapers and formula and other supplies for emergency situations because our MOMS Club donated a bunch of stuff to them for that purpose a few years ago. A lot of times families will come in with a child in an emergency situation and need everything from toothbrushes to underwear. I would just have to find this place and beg for supplies. The L&D would have newborn diapers and newborn formula, but I didn’t know if the formula would be appropriate for the baby. And I sure as hell know the newborn diapers weren’t going to fit any of the kids I was in charge of.<\/p>\n
I was just a weeeeeeeeeeeeeee bit stressed.<\/p>\n
Did I mention the two little girls don’t speak a word of English?<\/p>\n
The dad finally arrived, checked on his wife and then drove the kids home. I kept them at my house for a little bit so he could go back to the hospital. All three girls needed a nap, but only the littlest one was able to fall asleep. It was pure chaos at my house.<\/p>\n
I don’t know what happened with the pregnant lady. I couldn’t understand a word the dad was saying to me, but he said something about her being on a drip. Their car is home now, but I have no idea what that means.<\/p>\n
It would really, really suck to be so far away from all your friends and support system and have a medical emergency. I’m glad I was able to help her out, but I just wish she had someone she could be more comfortable with and who could take better care of her girls. Not that I did anything wrong with them, but I don’t speak their language so they were pretty scared and confused about what was happening.<\/p>\n
And now I am going to watch Castle! I hope it’s dreamy! Holy abrupt subject change, Batman!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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