Baby Etiquette: How to Talk to Parents

http://blogs.babycenter.com/mom_stories/10252012-no-im-not-dying-to-dump-my-kid/?utm_source=twitterfeed&utm_medium=twitter

Because I’m trying to distract myself from my worry over Monday, and I’m procrastinating on all the cleaning and work work stuff I need to do I’m checking out blog links on Twitter.

The one above caught my fancy. I totally agree. I have a “family member” that always tries to get alone time with Drake by “implying” that I need an afternoon to myself. Like it’s a total horrid chore to take care of him.

IT IS A JOY. I am so thankful that he is here and relatively well. He almost wasn’t.

Do I need a break once in a while? Yes, of course. But please don’t act like my kid is some shackle or chore for me. He so isn’t.

I think it’s more of a lack of tact than anything else, and not meant in a vicious way.

My son was in the NICU for 6 weeks. I didn’t get to hold him right away. There isn’t enough time in the universe to make up for that.

 

1 week to go…

One week until surgery date. I can feel the anxiety ramping up, but luckily I am super busy with an active 8 month (6 adj) little boy and a huge workload. I am so thankful that I was able to continue working at home. It gives me focus, and takes a bit of the money stress out of the equation.

Physical appointment Thursday. Then my parents, Nana & Papa, arrive on Friday. I’m really glad they will be here. I missed my family before having Drake and living 15 hours away has never been easy, but it’s 5 million times worse now. Yay for Skype and Facebook. Isn’t technology grand?

I will be super relieved to have the hernia repaired. One of my big nightmares of worrying about strangulated hernia will finally be over.

Moping

Yesterday was a rough day for me. I had plans to go out to dinner with 3 of my friends while my hubby took baby duties over for a night. However, one of the girls came down with a cold and another was just getting over a cold so I had to say no to attending.

As I sat at my desk feeling a little sorry for myself, I thought back to the last time I went to our favorite restaurant with these ladies in February. It was the Friday before my water broke Sunday night, and I either haven’t had the time or someone’s been ill so I haven’t seen them since. We’ve chatted over email, the phone and facebook. Just feeling a little lonely and isolated over here in preemie land.

I’m so glad my mom and dad are coming in for Drake’s surgery at the end of this month. I need some people who are “mine” desperately. I love my hubby’s family and friends, but it’s just not the same as having the people who have known you since childhood around…

A friend posted her 30 weeks pregnant picture today. I’m so happy for her, but it makes me weepy, too.

I’ve been so busy with work from home and Drake’s increasing ability to move around and need to be entertained that I thought I was over the “dumps”. Time to make a conscious effort to shake it off and keep moving forward.

 

 

Happiness

I haven’t had a lot of time for posting lately because I have been blessed with a very active, very clingy almost 8 month old. Drake is trying desperately to crawl. He lays on his belly and pinwheels his arms. Then he’ll give up and just roll around the floor for awhile. Watching him play and smile and reach out for me makes my heart sing.

I still have anxiety over the threat of RSV season and the looming shadow of his surgery on the 29th (at a Children’s Hospital during cold/flu season yuck!). But I realized something today, the shadow of the NICU is starting to fade a bit. I don’t feel that oppressive anxiety all the time.

Thank you, God.

I want to feel like me and be the best mommy and wife I can be. Thank you for letting me heal and realize how blessed I am to have such an amazing son.

I had the most wonderful conversation with the lay eucharistic minister for our church tonight. She offered to bring communion to us at home since we are trying to be very careful with Drake until after his surgery. I started in on our rules about colds and sniffles and she UNDERSTOOD. No arguments and she shared a story about a friend’s child.

It’s the little things that matter. 🙂

Also, found out a good friend is 4 months along today with her second little girl. So, so happy for her!!! Looking forward to a dinner with my girls next week after my birthday (ugh 35!).