The Human Pillow Has Escaped

I have had someone laying on me pretty much 24/7 since Friday morning. Thankfully, I have finally escaped from being Sh.awn's personal pillow. (Or Jack's. Or Sh.awn's AND Jack's together.) It's a good thing, too, because I was not so slowly losing my mind.

Sh.awn is still what can only be described as fragile. Oh man is he a grumpy boy. His eyes still bother him from the stitches. (He keeps hollering at me to stop poking him in his eyes. Why am I the one he thinks is poking him in the eyes?) Plus we have to put drops in his eyes 3 times a day. The drop scenes are pretty intense--shrieks of terror and pain leave us all exhausted after them. But I do have to say that my boy has some of the strongest freaking eyelids I have ever encountered! Good grief.

As if that wasn't enough on my plate, today my stomach has been rebelling from the stress of Friday. Fun times. Not.

Sigh.

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B and SIL had their first visit to L&D yesterday. The birth mom was contracting at 7 minutes apart. They were there for several hours to see if things progressed. They were ultimately sent home.

She's due June 10th.

Glad That's Over With

(reposted from the family blog. I am what you can call BEAT right now)

Shawn had his strabismus surgery today, and boy has it been a long day. Shawn had to check in at 6:30 am for his 7:30 surgery. Unfortunately, we had to wait for quite some time before they finally took him back just before 9:00.



Here he is in his hospital gown. Up until he put that thing on, he was in good spirits. Once he was in his gown, he knew something was up.

After the procedure, they called me back to recovery where poor Mr. Shawn was a mess. He was screaming and flailing around. His eyes were bleeding pretty badly, too. (totally normal after this surgery but definitely an alarming sight to say the least) He kept saying his eyes hurt and screamed. Poor baby. Ugh.





We got home just before noon-- a lot later than i had anticipated. :-(

Shawn's had a rough afternoon, but I think he is finally starting to feel better now. He has been attached to my side all day and has just recently let me move away from him a bit. He was able to eat a little something (the anesthesia made him sick earlier so he didn't want anything for quite a while) and is no longer complaining constantly that his eyes hurt. All good signs.

Right now he is snuggled in mommy and daddy's bed trying to finally get some much deserved rest.

I hereby declare that this needs to be our family's LAST surgery.

Sigh.

I am typing this on my phone, so ignore the typos. ;-) I am not feeling up to proofreading right now!

One More For The Books

Well, actually two for the books.

• Tomorrow (Friday) Sh.awn will have yet another surgery--bilateral strabismus surgery. While this is a relatively "minor" surgery, I am having difficulty dealing with it. He'll be sedated and vented, which to any NICU survivor is never good.
• It's just that he's been through so much already. For once it would be nice if he could catch a break on something...anything. Apparently, this isn't the thing.
• It totally sucks having to replay his medical history over and over again. I think this is surgery number 13 for Sh.awn.
• The fact that 13 is often UNLUCKY didn't escape my notice.
• I'd have to look at my notes/files to be sure if that is the correct number, but frankly I'd prefer not to right now.
• Because, dude. The thought of reliving some of that crap makes me sick to my stomach.

• I officially started AF yesterday. This time I made it exactly 8 weeks ppd, which is a lot better than the measly 28 days I went after I delivered the boys.
• Do I need to tell you what CD1 did to me?
• Damn if the ttc thoughts are front and center in my head.
• The booming of my biological clock does.not.help.at.all.
• In my head I've already begun to fantasize a bfp without a room full of white coats...

P.S. I've been trying to write comments throughout the day today, but I can't seem to get blogger to let me do it. Anyone else having that problem?

Wordless Wednesday - 8 Weeks Old

Someone, please slow down the clock...time's speeding by way too fast.

This is his grumpy face--makes me laugh every time!

P.S. I posted his 8 week stats on the other blog if you are interested.

My Children...

...are odd. There. I said it. Of course, they didn't have much chance to be "normal." They come by it naturally--their parents are odd too.

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Scene 1 - Is.aac had just walked into the house from work. He walked over to his chair and sat down. Ja.son came hurrying over and licked Is.aac's shoe. There was no warning. No words. Just a quick lick.
Um...okay.

"Ja.son. Did you lick daddy's shoe?" asked Is.aac.

Ja.son looked up at him and shook his head no a few times. Without taking his eyes off of Is.aac, then he stuck out his tongue and nodded yes.

"Why, buddy?" Is.aac asked.

"Cuz I missed you." Then he was off to the kitchen to go sit on one of his "elevators." (These are the floor mats in the kitchen. He sits on them, pretends the elevator door closes, makes a humming noise, and then dings when he's arrived at a new floor.)

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Scene 2 - I posted about this on FB last night:

Sh.awn has a bag of magnetic letters he likes to play with. He will usually pull the letters out of the bag, say the letter name and sound, and then say a word that begins with the letter. He loves that activity and does it over and over again.

Yesterday, he decided to change things up a little and would pull each letter out and talk to it. The conversation went something like this:

He takes the letter out: "Hello R. What are you doing?"

In a slightly different voice, he'd say for the letter: "I'm going over here!" (you kind of have to yell "here" for the full effect)  Then he'd shove the letter to the ground.

He did the same conversation over and over for all the letters in his bag. I tried to get it on video, but he wouldn't let me. :-(

Is.aac and I just about died from laughter. It was so funny.

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Scene 3 - Well, there is no scene 3 because Ja.ck hasn't done anything too unusual yet. Notice I said yet. Just give him time, though. I am sure he'll be just as odd as the rest of us. :-)

ETA - I don't know why this was all jumbled up when I first posted this. It's now fixed.

Cute Baby Saturday

(Reposted from the boys' blog.)

Practicing holding his head up with daddy. He's already getting to be so big!

There is something about this playmat. The boys love to come lie on it with Ja.ck. It is very sweet to see!

Friday Night Leftovers - Family Updates Edition

• Can I just say that I am totally addicted to Words With Friends? Cuz, um, I totally am. Anyone want to play? I promise not to post your user name if you leave it. If you don't want to post it, you can email me: he.eee.ere.sto.rk.ey (at) gmail (dot) com (take out the periods)
• Just got the call that Sh.awn's labs were all normal. I knew they would be. I just wish I didn't have to torment him to prove that to the doctor. Oh, and he bruises like his mother. Poor boy looks like he got beat.
• I just realized I should change my email address now that I've changed my blog name. Sigh.
• Ja.ck is totally rocking 6 month clothes. Good grief this boy is big. And yes, he is only 7 weeks old!
• Sh.awn has been very into reading his books and continues to play with all things letter. It is so cute!
• Ja.son has decided that he lives in Califormula. Ha! I make him tell me where he lives about a hundred times a day just so I can get a little giggle. :-)
• Is.aac ticked Sh.awn off last night while they were in the kitchen. I was in the living room feeding Ja.ck. From out of nowhere, I heard, "Come ON, Is.aac!" from Sh.awn. The sad part was that he sounded just like me. Ooops.
• Heh heh. I shouldn't find that funny but I totally do.
• He also got this little gem from Ja.son: (copied from yesterday's FB status because I am lazy) "Jay came up to Isaac earlier and asked him what's the dealio? One of us may have listened to some Pink on the way home from the doctor's appointment today. Cough. Cough. Ok. It was me."
• Sh.awn is just now waking up from his nap. I can hear him trying to wake Ja.son up, too. Stinker.
• Thank you to the universe that they still nap on most days.
• The period that I thought was, apparently isn't. Nothing since Tuesday while we were at the hospital. Do you think stress could have made me spot bright red?
• My mom has gone to Arizona for three weeks to visit my grandmother. Trying not to freak out. I still wig out when she has to drive for any length of time. It doesn't help that she is taking the same route my dad took the night he died. Ugh.
• There have been some big changes in my husband's company. The owner is no longer the owner of the company. Like he just came in one day and said that he was no longer going to be there, the VP was now going to be president of the company, and now they have investors to help keep the company afloat changes. We are fairly sure that Is.aac's job is secure (probably more so now than when the owner was part of the company--he was doing some scary things with money), but I am still somewhat worried. Here's hoping things work out for the better.
• Seriously. Words with Friends...anyone? Hello? Please?

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