I woke up at 0730, took Puck out, then gave him his food, which he didn't eat. We went back to bed until 1000. I sat by him while he ate the first half of his food. I decided to go ahead and pour the rest, which he ate some of... all at a fairly leisurely pace.
As I changed clothes and got ready, Puck apparently tossed his cookies in the hallway, then in the kitchen. Poor guy! My parents only saw the bit in the kitchen, which they cleaned up. However, I saw none of it and didn't know he'd been sick. I took him out to potty and he pooped and peed, like a good boy. It was only when I was walking into the kitchen to get him a treat that I saw the vomit-log in the hallway. I cleaned it up and felt bad for the guy -- I was not sure why he was feeling bad.
I ate breakfast, then my mom said we needed to finish the nursery. We went through the 0-3 month onesies and pulled out the ugly/donated ones, so we wouldn't feel obligated to use them. Then we picked out a secondary going-home-outfit just in case the first didn't look right or fit funny. I was then assigned diaper duty. I organized all the diapers we had into two baskets. Most were newborn size, but some were size 1 -- I'm not sure where those came from...
After that, I had to figure out how to put the diaper genie bags in the diaper genie -- luckily there were instructions on the replacement bags! My mom then handed me the diaper bag and some wipes, so I could fill up the travel wipe case. As the bag was brand new, I had to remove the plastic wrap from the travel wipe case. It was at that point that I notice that the case didn't shut or didn't stay shut. I was very disappointed and frustrated. Now we have to go BACK to Buy Buy Baby and try to exchange it or get one that works. I am so tired of returning crap.
On another note, my mom went shopping today (I didn't want to go anywhere) and she bought me "slippers" that were like terry cloth slippers. When she came home, she said, "I bought you these for the hospital. I think they're cute, but we can take them back to get a color you like." I asked, "Why take them back? Why not just get a color you think I'd like in the first place?" It didn't really matter because they were a size too small, so we HAVE TO go back and exchange them anyway. I genuinely don't think that she realizes how agonizing it is to walk around with this much weight pulling and pushing on my spine in 103º heat!
We eventually finished the nursery, minus the video monitor, as dad was busy outside all day. She wanted to go to Macy's before her friend came over to chat and say hi, so she left me to finish the posters while she went out. I completed the last "real" poster and got out the brand new markers. It was when I did two test stripes on my notepad that I knew the markers wouldn't color well on the poster board. Every line was a great color, but if a second layer of ink touched the first, it became stripey and ugly. Unfortunately, it's impossible to color without overlapping color. I finished the first poster and was so disappointed and thought it was hideous. Mom came home and said it was fine, but I still disagree. It looks terrible and I feel like I wasted all that time even making it now.
Moreover, I was able to receive one word from Tyler today before his net went out. I tried textnow, skype, and heytell, but nothing worked. I even emailed his gmail. I hadn't been feeling great, was upset about the poster, then realized I wouln't get to talk to Ty and it was too much for my emotions and hormones. I took Puck out and cried a bit, but gathered myself together before coming back inside, as I don't want my folks to have to try to talk to me.
Mom went on a cleaning rampage, since Stoney was on her way over and I was in a terrible/sad mood, so I went to my room and passed out. I had to lay sideways on the bed because I didn't want to mess up the pillows and have to fix it all later.
Stoney arrived and chatted with mom. They looked at the nursery -- mom woke me up to chat, too, of course. Then we went to the kitchen and Stoney gave me a baby gift -- four adorable baby books. They are great -- it was nice to have a gift that wasn't clothes or something I needed to return. I am looking forward to reading them with Eisley.
After she left, I decided to start working on dinner. Mom went out to chat with dad, but came in to let me know Puck had gotten sick again. I figured it was his ear, since he'd been flapping a bit, so I asked if she and dad could put solution in them, since I was cooking. They took care of Puck and cleaned out his ear real good. I think he got water in his ears when my dad was helping me bath him with the hose. Dad must've forgotten to keep the hose away from Puck's head -- I was doing my darndest to block them, but it obviously didn't work.
For dinner, we had stromboli and corn. It was good, then I doled out the rest of the dessert I made up yesterday -- it was still too sweet. After I did the dishes, I realized we still had 30 minutes before The Closer started, so I had Dad come move all my rubbermaids so I could go through them and check for my boat shoes. Unfortunately, they were no where to be found! Boooo. Now I have to check all over my house. Wish it weren't so damn far away.
We watched The Closer and Rizzoli & Isles. Both were pretty good. Everyone went to bed early. I see the doctor on Wednesday at 1445, but I need to write in my pregnancy journal about this back pain, so I remember how unimaginably agonizing it really is.
I did get to text with Ty a bit this evening -- I kept waiting until 1945 when I know he should be getting up. Luckily, the net was working, so I got to at least say hi and tell him how much I love and miss him. It made me feel better, too.
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