Happy New Year! We are only a few days into 2012 and is anyone else feeling a bit overwhelmed already, or am I the special crazy person of the year? In all seriousness, I know it could be worse. We have been through worse in past years. So I hold onto that as my grounding position in all of the chaos.
But, as we progress through the years, almost 8 now, I find each year different from the last. Each one filled with triumphs of challenges that drug us all to tears, and new tribulations that make me feel a little more alienated than others. Yet, somehow I know we are progressing in the big picture, so I tell myself “this too shall pass”. And it usually does, somehow, someway.
So here we are, 2012. I have new hopes for this year. I have new concerns too. And in the moment of it all, I have new stressors! This week has proved a challenge to get through. Danny started out the week a little rough. Christmas Break always seems to do that. And then when it was time to go back to school he was beaming with excitement and anxiety, so he did not get much sleep Monday night. Tuesday the pharmacy declined to fill his prescription due to new insurance changes, so I had to rush around and find another pharmacy, but they are unable to fill his prescription until Thursday evening because they do not carry his medication in his dosage on hand. Fine, whatever. What are ya gonna do? Wednesday he was a wild man off his meds. And did I mention it is his 1st week back to school and his 1st week with part day general education inclusion as well, for the 1st time in 3 years since he was pulled out and put in a special education class for children with his needs.
Oh, yeah, this is a week filled with new fun challenges! And this morning (Thursday) I woke up feeling really sick and 35 weeks high risk pregnancy #3, so I called the doc and at 5 am he said time to go to Labor and Delivery. Not today! Sean was supposed to drop the car off at 7:30 to be repaired from a lady backing into it last week, and pick up the rental. So I shake him awake as I am running around like a chicken with my head cut off and ask him what is the best plan given the situation. He rolls out of bed and shakes his head and says there isn’t one. Oh hell, you are no help man I think to myself. So we decide he will take me to the hospital and drop the kids off at grandmas and go take care of the car situation all in the next hour and half. Ok. So we are dressing half sleep children and out the door in 10 minutes. Me praying that I do not deliver today of all days. Danny still is off his meds, he does not need any added anxiety today.
So, our plan works and the docs run some tests and tells me bedrest for 2 weeks at which point they will likely induce me. I’ll take it! We pick up the kids and drop them off at school. By this time Danny is a live wire! New car, no backpack or lunch (I forgot to grab it), arriving at school late, no meds, and knows mom was just at the hospital and thought I was having the baby. Ok teacher, here is my child….. I gave her a heads up as he clung to my belly as I was trying to sneak out of the class. Please, please, I hope he just makes it through the day somewhat “normal”.
And now Sean is headed off to work after all that morning fun, and here I sit, wondering how I had it all planned out, and yet, nothing this morning went according to plan! Yep, this is how we are starting the new year. I really hope this is not an indicator of the year to come.
We try and plan for everything. We try and work as a constant team and think ahead to what works best and in each persons best interest, yet sometimes the inevitable plays itself out despite whatever it is that you may have planned.
I thought I would update this post to really seal the deal of how our day went by the time it was finished. Danny’s bus never arrived after school, so I called transportation and asked where my son was. Come to find out the bus had forgotten him at school because he was not on this morning, so they did not realize he was riding home. Excuse me for forgetting to call you while I was hooked up to machines in the hospital this morning lady, sheesh. Then she felt guilty for being so snide I think. So they said they were turning around to go get him. Ok. So I call the school and his teacher said the bus left as she was walking out with Danny and no one at transportation had answered or returned her call and she refused to call and have me come get him because it was their mistake. I told her not to worry, the bus was on its way back. So needless to say, he arrived home 45 minutes late. And high strung!
The evening was a disaster because he was just a chaotic mess. And I really just did not have the energy to do it all tonight. So my t.v. rule went out the window and I let them watch 2 hours of t.v. and eat nachos for dinner instead of something healthier. We all survived and now they are fast asleep, so we can try it all again tomorrow.







Comments
CeCe
Sometimes life just calls for tv and nachos.
) Good luck with the new babe and well, EVERYTHING else! Wishing you and easy delivery and a very healthy baby.
Sarah @fignutmum
Massive hugs.
Yes some days you just need that tv. Just so everyone can breath, just for a moment.
Heather Finnegan
The TV is my friend when I was on bed rest with my 3 year old-and sometimes my 6 year old just needs to veg. We keep it to PBS or Dora or Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and they will survive
Hope all goes well with your new arrival!