Scott left for North Carolina this morning. Ordinarily I would celebrate my two nights alone by eating my repertoire of favorite bachelorette meals. They consist of cereal and toast for all breakfasts, peanut butter and jelly with Classic Lays potato chips for all dinners, and of course Oreo’s and milk for ALL desserts!!
I would also celebrate my resumption of the power of the remote control as well as rule the snooze button on the alarm clock.
My bachelorette nights used to be so much fun. “Used to be” is the key phrase here.
This time my dear husband left me alone with a new baby and a very sick dog. There is no absolutely no exaggeration in this story, one hundred percent plain truth. It goes like this.....
I am left to juggle giving Maddox her first solo bath. I am a bit spoiled because when Scott is home, we have a system. He sets up, we bathe Maddox together, and he cleans up while I nurse her.
My job is pretty easy; play, bathe, nurse. Scott does the dirty work; set up, bathe, clean up.
I found a spot to lay Maddox while I ransacked the house looking for the towels, washcloths, bathtub, Pj’s, diapers, etc... While I did this, Maddox yelled her opinion out about not wanting to sit in the vibrating chair, nor the bumbo, nor the boppy, but finally settled in the swing just as her bath was ready. Needless to say after the bath, I was exhausted but this was only beginning the night.
I had a very sick dog to tend to cleaning up spill after spill. I was unfortunate enough to have the spills coming out of both ends! Finally, at 11:00 we all piled into bed. By all, I mean myself, Maddox, Copper, Daisy, and Sinatra too. Before Scott left, he told me to make sure nobody drooled on his pillow. I gave his spot to Sinatra because the rest of us are known to drool a little.
Maddox could not settle so I moved her to the crib and turned on the vibrating baby monitor.
For those who don’t know, I can’t hear anything at night when my hearing aides are out. So, I decided to clip the vibrating monitor on my pillow case. One problem solved. I decided to tie Daisy’s leash to my arm so when she needed to go out, she would jump off the bed and pull my arm to wake me up. I thought I was being really smart but it turns out I was being only halfway really smart.
The Daisy leash idea worked well. She got up two times to be let outside and when she would jump out of bed, she would pull my arm. The monitor on the other hand picked up every whimper, hiccup, gasp, and cry. The monitor buzzed all night long and each time I had to open it and look at the video screen to see if Maddox was crying wolf or not.
For the first time ever, I was excited to see the sun rise and start the new day. Or so I thought.....
About halfway through my workday I received a phone call from the babysitter.
Daisy is still a walking disaster.
After work I decided to take Daisy to the vet and hauled Maddox with me. This meant I had to load Maddox, put a big board in my car, and cover it with a blanket so Daisy’s accidents had a place to land.
She was sick all the way to the vet and several times in the waiting room. Maddox was hungry and wouldn’t you know, we used the last bit of formula out of the diaper bag and did not replace it. Everyone at the vet office was incredible helping me out in every way possible, cleaning my car, holding Maddox, cleaning up after Daisy, cleaning up after Daisy, cleaning up after Daisy, etc...
This trip goes down in history as one of the most stressful adventures so far!
On top of all this, I am officially back to work full time, no breaks. The meaning of exhausted was just taken to a whole new level for me.
When Scott returned from his business trip, I hugged him, told him I loved him, and told him it was my turn to run away for two days!
I would also celebrate my resumption of the power of the remote control as well as rule the snooze button on the alarm clock.
My bachelorette nights used to be so much fun. “Used to be” is the key phrase here.
This time my dear husband left me alone with a new baby and a very sick dog. There is no absolutely no exaggeration in this story, one hundred percent plain truth. It goes like this.....
I am left to juggle giving Maddox her first solo bath. I am a bit spoiled because when Scott is home, we have a system. He sets up, we bathe Maddox together, and he cleans up while I nurse her.
My job is pretty easy; play, bathe, nurse. Scott does the dirty work; set up, bathe, clean up.
I found a spot to lay Maddox while I ransacked the house looking for the towels, washcloths, bathtub, Pj’s, diapers, etc... While I did this, Maddox yelled her opinion out about not wanting to sit in the vibrating chair, nor the bumbo, nor the boppy, but finally settled in the swing just as her bath was ready. Needless to say after the bath, I was exhausted but this was only beginning the night.
I had a very sick dog to tend to cleaning up spill after spill. I was unfortunate enough to have the spills coming out of both ends! Finally, at 11:00 we all piled into bed. By all, I mean myself, Maddox, Copper, Daisy, and Sinatra too. Before Scott left, he told me to make sure nobody drooled on his pillow. I gave his spot to Sinatra because the rest of us are known to drool a little.
Maddox could not settle so I moved her to the crib and turned on the vibrating baby monitor.
For those who don’t know, I can’t hear anything at night when my hearing aides are out. So, I decided to clip the vibrating monitor on my pillow case. One problem solved. I decided to tie Daisy’s leash to my arm so when she needed to go out, she would jump off the bed and pull my arm to wake me up. I thought I was being really smart but it turns out I was being only halfway really smart.
The Daisy leash idea worked well. She got up two times to be let outside and when she would jump out of bed, she would pull my arm. The monitor on the other hand picked up every whimper, hiccup, gasp, and cry. The monitor buzzed all night long and each time I had to open it and look at the video screen to see if Maddox was crying wolf or not.
For the first time ever, I was excited to see the sun rise and start the new day. Or so I thought.....
About halfway through my workday I received a phone call from the babysitter.
Daisy is still a walking disaster.
After work I decided to take Daisy to the vet and hauled Maddox with me. This meant I had to load Maddox, put a big board in my car, and cover it with a blanket so Daisy’s accidents had a place to land.
She was sick all the way to the vet and several times in the waiting room. Maddox was hungry and wouldn’t you know, we used the last bit of formula out of the diaper bag and did not replace it. Everyone at the vet office was incredible helping me out in every way possible, cleaning my car, holding Maddox, cleaning up after Daisy, cleaning up after Daisy, cleaning up after Daisy, etc...
This trip goes down in history as one of the most stressful adventures so far!
On top of all this, I am officially back to work full time, no breaks. The meaning of exhausted was just taken to a whole new level for me.
When Scott returned from his business trip, I hugged him, told him I loved him, and told him it was my turn to run away for two days!
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