Case of the Mondays? No, Case of the past week.

A little run down.  I've done something really bad to someone and Karma is out to get me.  Someone has a voodoo doll and they are out to make things very difficult on me.  Well, it's working!  I need a strong drink.

Two Friday's ago Oaks fell out of his bouncy seat and landed on the hardwood.  (Please do not call CPS on me).  We spent the evening in the ER where they told us his brain was fine but he had fluid behind his ears.  We didn't start the antibiotics they gave us because he showed no signs of an ear infection. 

Two Saturday's ago my Grandma fell on her steps going into her house and shattered her elbow.  She spent 3 days in the hospital, then home until Friday when she had surgery.  She is home now and has been told that she will no longer have use of her right arm.  Heartbreaking, to say the least.

On Wednesday of last week, Oaks started pulling at his ears.  So an afternoon off work and a script for antibiotics, hoping his ears would drain and the fear of keeping ear infections would go away.


This past Friday Cory discovered at 7:30am that all the water that we had used while taking showers that morning didn't drain into the sewage system but rather in the basement bathroom.  Water in the bathroom and the guest bedroom.  Most of the day off work but I got the water mostly cleaned up.  Friday night we had a friend come help us unclog the drain to our main sewage line.  My hardwood is now buckling, it wasn't a good day.

Friday night Oaks bit me three times while eating.  It hurt!  Oaks didn't sleep that night.  I couldn't figure out if it was his belly, his teeth, his ear.  He just didn't sleep.

Saturday we snuggled most of the day.  Fussy but still smiles until nighttime.  I noticed when nursing him there was a sudden pain in my right side, a sharp pain then a burn.  Clogged duct I thought?  Fantastic!  I thought I would check to see if his top tooth had came thru since he had bit me three times the night before.  That's when I noticed the white.  Oh no, the dreaded thrush.  The inside of his lips were white and there was white patches on the roof of his mouth.  That's why it hurt, I had it too.  So Saturday night, we didn't sleep either.  He wouldn't take a paci, he only wanted to comfort nurse, he tossed and turn in discomfort.  My poor baby.

Sunday, I am desperate.  I call the Children's Clinic for help where I am told by the on call nurse to take him to Urgent Care, that she wouldn't call anything in for the thrush.  She then gave me advice I didn't ask her for regarding breastfeeding and comfort nursing.  She told me that Oaks should only be eating every two hours and he needs to learn to soothe himself with a paci.  Which when Oaks is feeling happy and healthy, we have no issue with him self soothing but when he is cutting a tooth and has stuff growing in his mouth, he wants his Mom.  I was too tired to listen to her and her crap.  So, I started my research on natural ways of curing thrush, for both of us.  I go to Walgreens in search of various vitamins, etc. of course to find out they had nothing.  How lovely.  So Sunday, we tough it out and hope for medicine on Monday.

Sunday night Oaks didn't sleep terrible but not great.  Up often - I'm sure due to discomfort in his mouth.  He cried most of the time I was getting ready this morning for work.  We make it out of the door on time at 7:30 with bottles and coffee - most important things.  Go into daycare, love on him to tell him by, and back out to my car I go.  Then my day gets worse.  My car won't start.  Cory is out of pocket and not able to help.  Luckily one of the girls from work was willing to come give me a ride.

So that's where I'm out.  My car is at daycare with my pump parts, I'm at work without my pump parts.  I need to get medicine for the thrush as fast as possible.  So my friend Amy offers me some advice, "Just give up and go home....or you could always blog about this...it will make you feel better and then get a Snickers."

So, a Snickers for breakfast it is. 

Half A Year

Happy Half Birthday Son.  Has it already been half of a year?  It seems like you were just born but yet again, I don't remember my life without you.  You have filled my heart with so much happiness that most days, I feel like it is going to explode.  I have to admit to you, you were a surprise to your Dad and I.  You were a shock of a lifetime for us, something we didn't plan or expect.  The day I found out I was having you, I knew that I would never be alone.  I had you with me, physically, for 38 weeks and 5 days.  You heard my heartbeat from the inside, you were alive because I nourished you, you depended on me to live, I was your world -- and now you are mine.

From the very beginning I was so scared.  Your Dad was scared too.  How were we going to be able to do this?  Raise a child?  We were use to our dogs who we could leave for the night as long as they had food and water.  Often times the dogs seemed like a lot of work so we couldn't begin to wrap our minds around being the parents of a baby, of a little tiny baby human.  We weren't sure what to expect, what we would do, or how much we could possibly love you.

The moment you were born seems like a blur.  With my delivery, the medicine, the pain, the exhaustion - it is such a blur.  I didn't cry when I first saw you, I was in shock of what was happening and I didn't cry.  I have felt so guilty about that since the day you were born.  Since that day though, I have cried a lot.  Thinking about you, your smile, your giggle, your smell - everything about it brings me to tears of joy.  I have one running down my face right now.

What's going on with YOU:
YOU HAVE TWO BOTTOM TEETH!!

(You like to bite Mom sometimes too -- Ouchy!)
You are smiling and laughing at everythin
As of last Friday you weighed 15lbs and 11 ounces
YUMS:  rice cereal, bananas,  sweet potatoes, and carrots.  YUCKS:  avocado and sweet peas
Trying apples tonight, I know you will love it!
You are trying to learn to sit up but you are a bit wobbly still.
You are rolling over both ways!  Yippeee!  
Wearing some 3-6 and some 6-9 month clothing, big boy.
You're best friend is Banjo.
Favorite time of day is the morning.  You are so full of life!
Oh, you have been to the ER once for a bump on your head, that story can be told later.

The past 6 months we have had several ups and downs, bumps in the road.  Raising you has been difficult at times but absolutely perfect.  I'm tired, you're tired, you're hungry and I didn't drink enough water that day, you want to snuggle and I need to take a shower.  It's been a test of patience for sure!  Day by day we make it though.  We make it through the sleepless nights, the tummy aches, those mean ol' teeth, Mommy not drinking enough water or eating enough food that day (low supply), growth spurts, and more.  I'm pretty proud of us, all three of us.  We have done things that I didn't think I would ever be able to do - I have kept a tiny little human baby alive, healthy, and safe for 6 months.  YAY Mom and Dad!



I can't believe your first year is halfway over.  It has been the best half year of my life.  You are incredible and I'm so lucky to be able to call myself your Mom.

I love you my little Oaks Cupcake!
Momma