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taking baby steps & leaps & everything in between


What the Heck Just Happened.

So it’s February, and it’s been forever since I last posted.  I apologize, but I was really occupied wrangling two toddlers.

I did take my dad to the eye hospital for his second procedure on Friday.  They ended up taking a laser to both of his eyes, which he was really not happy about.  But it did the trick and he is on his way to recovery (with more secure retinas).  That actually took up the better portion of the day, so I had just enough time to pick up my car from the dealership and pack before heading over to the Nanny House (just trying to pick an easy name for the house where I nanny) to sleep and then… not sleep… for the next three nights.

So, to explain: I just completed a special assignment which I will call “keeping-a-3-year-old-girl-and-a-1-and-a-half-year-old-girl-alive-and-in-one-piece-each-for-four-days-straight-while-the-parents-are-far-enough-away-to-require-a-passport”.  I had so much anxiety about this job before I accepted it, and many of my fears and worries came true — which is why, in the long run, I give a lot of credit to my anxiety.

I barely slept.  The girls both got sick.  We went on one trip outside of the house in four days (unless you count the Monday doctor’s visit — that would be trip #2).  I was mostly alone.  I got one break.  TV got boring and awful.  I couldn’t even take a nice shower.  I wanted to go to bed at 7 p.m. every night.  What I will say is this: everyone is fine.  There was no throw-up involved (not even from the cat).  I managed to keep the house really clean.  The guest bed was super comfy (I just wish I had spent more time in it).  I didn’t get sick.  There were no cataclysmic snowstorms or fires or power outages or broken water heaters or break-ins…

All said and done, it was a great experience in that I learned that I would probably never do it again.  I also learned what I’m capable of, because there were times when I was overwhelmed yet I was still able to push through it.  I learned that I will never, ever, ever be a single stay-at-home mom.  I want to be a stay-at-home mom, but I also want to have a husband who will listen for the kids with me when they’re coughing – or sleepwalking – at night.  Who will be there with us for dinner – at least most of the time.  Who can help with bathtime, or distract the really energetic one while the really sick one wants to cuddle in quiet.  Who will talk with me at the end of a really, REALLY long day.  Or, if for some reason I have to be a single mom, I absolutely want a job or a hobby or a babysitter or a bathroom with a door on it.

I do love the girls.  A lot — don’t get me wrong!  And before they got sick, we had a lot of fun spending Saturday with Dayne; we went on a field trip and had a pajama & pizza party and played and read books, etc.  But I am so thankful that at the end of those four days, I was able to come home to my quiet house and my private bedroom and get a good night’s sleep sans two bedside baby monitors.

…I guess I’m not quite ready to have kids. 🙂

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My Boyfriend is the Best Ever.

He gave up half of his week just to be with me and support me!

Since I got the news that my dad was in the hospital, Dayne has been on call and with me almost 24/7. He was ready to go with me to the hospital in Philadelphia to be with my dad during the snowstorm on Wednesday, he got snowed in with me on Wednesday night, he cleaned off my entire car Thursday morning and paid some neighborhood kids to shovel it out, and he took me to drop off my car at the dealership for service last night.  Then he drove me to my parents’ house this morning before he went to work.  (And tomorrow he’s spending the entire day with the girls I nanny & me, but that’s a separate story for a later date.)

I just admire the person that he is because he was willing to drop everything to be there for me.

For those who are wondering, my dad ended up not getting surgery on Wednesday but getting a procedure done where the doctors inserted an air bubble into his eye to push his retina back in place (while he was AWAKE!!  I’d freak out).  It was really a blessing in disguise because he got to come home safely in between the two major snowstorms we had on Wednesday (one in the morning and one in the evening).  I have the day off today and I’m taking him back to the eye hospital in Philadelphia for a second procedure where the doctors are going to freeze the air bubble in place.  I’m happy that I’m able to help my dad out today.  And grateful for some down time.

A TON of people were praying for my dad on Wednesday and I am so thankful.  Continued prayers are appreciated as he goes through this second procedure and the recovery over the next few days. 🙂

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The Weirdest Day of the Year.

I could have sworn yesterday was a full moon.  January 25, 2011 was easily the weirdest day that I can remember.  I felt PMS-y all day, super-emotional for no reason, Emma was wound up beyond belief and got two tearful time-outs, women’s Bible study was all over the place last night, and then I came home and called my mom & she said that my dad had fluid in his eye that was probably pink eye but that the doctor had told him to go to the ER.  Oh, and my brother had pre-season tennis practice til 10 pm.  On a school night.  My, how times have changed.

And then this wonky weather forecast!  “It’s going to snow but it’s probably going to rain but it could very well be freezing rain and it might start during the morning commute but it will definitely start on Wednesday sometime and the evening commute  is going to be awful but not necessarily awful because the really heavy stuff is going to come later at night… and that could be really heavy rain or heavy freezing rain OR heavy snow, so be prepared because this is an Official Winter Storm Watch.”   I want to be a meteorologist, really. They were probably hanging around drinking a bunch of beers yesterday as they kept rewriting the predictions and winter storm notices.

Because this morning, when I woke up at 5:50 a.m., there were already inches of snow on the ground and it was steadily snowing (yes, HEAVY snow! The kind that wasn’t supposed to come until later!).  And it has been HEAVY SNOWING ever since!!  We must have a good 4 or 5 inches already and it isn’t even noon.

But the MOST weird part about the whole thing is that my dad didn’t have pink eye.  He has a detached retina.  And he had to go from the ER to an eye hospital in Philadelphia last night, and my family (mom & brother) took him and brought him back around 3:00 a.m.  And then he had to be back in at 8 a.m. for his emergency surgery.  And I was going to coordinate the day with my family so that I could switch off with my brother and possibly my mom and give them a break while I stay at the hospital with my dad.  They’re not quite sure which surgery he’s even going to get – it could be a quick procedure or a more in-depth, lengthier operation.  So that’s all up in the air and then my brother had to drive him in this mess this morning and they JUST called to say they got to the hospital (it took them 3 hours to get to a place that’s 1 hour away).  The good thing is that they’ll be able to start the surgery soon and that will save the vision in his eye (detached retinas lead to blindness without intervention).

(I was going to post a picture of a detached retina here but I got nauseous looking at them. You’re welcome.)


So that’s what’s going on!  Mark January 25th in your calendar for next year with the word “CRAZY”.  The great part is that I didn’t go into work today because I wanted to be available to go to the hospital and the parents I work for were really flexible with me.  I’m SO glad in retrospect that I didn’t try to get on the roads this morning because they were a mess (and they’ve only gotten worse).  I’m just waiting to head out to the hospital until my dad goes into surgery and I get an idea of when the snow might take a break for a little while.

…Just heard a snowplow!