Between my daughter and myself, I don't even have a full day of sick leave from work. To make up the time I needed for sinusitis last week, I've had to work both Friday and Saturday last weekend and this weekend. On top of that, dealing with the general public (many of whom seem completely helpless) is draining no matter what. I'm still easily tired, and my daughter's cough and chest rattle are stressing me out. Thankfully, my husband is taking her to the doctor on Monday morning to see if there's anything we can do besides her nebulizer or inhaler. Maybe she has RSV, we have no idea. Just hearing her cough and seeing her look so tired makes me sad that there's nothing we know to do to make her better.
In other news, you may have seen on Facebook that there was some major drama involving alcohol last weekend. Everything/one is on the right track now, thank God! But here's my stance on things: once you get married, there are going to be things that you may have enjoyed while you were single that can no longer be indulged. Once you have a kid and you intend on being a responsible parent, you can't party till all hours of the night and come home drunk and unable to remember anything. Or maybe that's fine with your spouse, but it doesn't fly in my house. Anyway, like I said, we're recovering and it seems as though everything will be fine. The situation is making us stronger and better as a couple.
But then there's always my husband's work schedule. Let me just say, if you don't already know, shift work sucks (probably anyway), but especially if you have a family. This week we see each other briefly in the morning before our daughter and I leave for school and work (respectively), and at night, we're already asleep by the time he gets home. Next week, he'll work overnights and while he's around to help in the evenings getting baby to bed, and in the mornings to help get her ready for school so I can get ready for work, he's so tired and there's not much time for bonding left. The shift I think both of us prefer he work is the one that's 6a-3p. She's easy in the morning as long as you make a bottle for breakfast the night before. Getting her to bed, feeding myself, and trying to get anything else done before my bedtime is a lot after a whole day at work and when it's just you.
And to end on a happy note, she's taken her first crawl - just a few short "steps" - and is trying to pull herself up. She loves standing while holding onto her crib or playpen or leaning up against the floor mirror in our bedroom. She'll be eleven months old on Christmas Day, so her first birthday party is already getting planned for January. It's exciting!
