Have You Missed Me?

This December has been a whirl-wind of craziness, more than the usual craziness. Where should I begin. Started the new freelance graphic design job and I LOVE it. My Boss, Jennie, is an RIT alum and we get along like old friends already. This month has been slow, so I haven't worked to much, but things should pick up after the 1st. We all got colds upon our return from Vermont and turned into a double ear infection for poor Gavin. Poor Little guy, I didn't even know he had it either. He had NO traditional symptoms; no fever, no red ear, no fussing when nursing or sucking from the bottle, no red/tearing eye, and didn't show any sign he was in pain. Happy baby. But I did notice that one ear seemed to have a lot of wax and it was sticky. So I kept an eye on it, until one day, it looked like puss. Umm, call Doc ASAP. Long story short, yep, he has an ear infection, in both ears, and that ear with the puss is a ruptured eardrum. antibiotics twice a day for 10 days (oh and Gavin weighed 19.4 lbs. at the docs office) Well don't I just feel like the mother of the year. That was Tuesday, the 9th.

Fast Forward 2 days to Thursday, Mike and I attend a holiday party thrown by my new boss. Mom comes to stay with the kids. I decide I am going to live it up, and have a drink. I'll just pump and dump when I get home. We I had 2 drinks, and we were home by 9:30 and in bed by 10. at 1am Gavin gets up to eat. I make him a bottle, which he sucks down and decide to pump and dump. Then the power goes out. Are you kidding me? I forgot to mention that we were having a ice storm. The husband the hero says, no problem, I have a battery back up for my computer, we can just plug your pump into that. So there we are at 1:30 in the morning, in the basement, pitch black with 2 flashlights pumping my boobs. Back to bed we go and lay there listen to tree branches break and fall. Gavin was up just about every hour fussing, and Luke woke up at 5:30am. Mike and I got like 3 hours of sleep. We were without power for the next three days and checked into a Marriott Residence Inn Friday night and stayed until Sunday evening when we got our power back.

On a side note, Mike and I really need to start watching what we say around Luke, as he is quite capable of repeating it. Case in point; we were driving in the car and Mike dropped the f-bomb. Then we hear from the back seat, f-bomb f-bomb f-bomb f-bomb f-bomb f-bomb. Super. I should be getting that mom of the year medal any day now.

The next weekend was spent watching the snow fall, and fall and fall. Mike and I would go out and shovel in shifts as 20 inches of the white stuff fell on us. Another lost weekend. Winter sucks.