I think I have three posts sitting in limbo that I started and then lost the mojo on. The last couple weeks have been a tumultuous whirl wind of events. So much so my time has become blurred and the linear progression skewed. This is where we are and here is how we got here:
We put an offer on our first house on the 12th, it was countered with a different closing date on the 13th, and mutually accepted upon inspection on the 14th. Crazy, right?
The tiny human contracted a stomach bug and woke us up between the 16th and 17th vomiting in her crib... Like everywhere. All over herself, even the top of her head and there were puddles in her crib. The little freak never had a fever. After a while of vomiting and dry heaving, despite having an appetite, we took her in just to be safe. Doc said something viral and gave her nausea meds. She was only allowed pedialyte for about six hours after that and then was A-Okay.
Two days later (and two days before our two days off for our anniversary), Collin and I both got it. It was wretched, and I will leave you with that. To all the future mommies and daddies no one truly warns you about all the lovely bugs you get when your kid is in daycare.
Luckily we were all better within 24 hours. Our home inspection was Thursday, our 9th anniversary. The inspection was surprisingly flawless. The only issues are cosmetic save the smoke detectors/lack thereof, which the sellers agent agreed to remedy. The deck that we plan to demo has some rot and was poorly constructed. The upside is that the original poured concrete patio and steps are still there! Also need to replace some weather stripping, but come on, I can do that in my sleep.
Friday, the 22nd, we toured a daycare near the new house, and fell in love with it. The program is practically identical to the one she is in, and the rooms are so much bigger. Plus they have an indoor gym since it rains her 90% of the time. From there we had a quick visit with Collin's grandma and wee one's namesake before heading south to visit my soon to be 17 year old niece. We had a lovely visit with her and my sister's bio grandma.
Um, I know we did stuff, but I can't remember the rest of the weekend...
Then came Monday. I think the only thing I can remember was the little bumps that started to pop up on the tiny human's knees. Like a heat rash, but something told me it may have been more. Sure enough an hour and a half after the workday started I had to pick her up from daycare and take her home. They had another outbreak of Hand Foot and Mouth at her stinking daycare... This is the second one since she has been there... Mind you she is almost nine months old and only been there since she was two months old.... The new daycare hasn't had an outbreak for a couple years. It is fairly common in children under five, and very similar to chicken pox in how contagious it is. Luckily the little booger never had any severe symptoms or a fever. I got to work from home with her crawling all over me. Yea, it was exhausting. I finally got to come back to work on the 28th...
Ah, and now we are at labor day weekend! Which was the last three days!
Saturday.... Um... What did we do?
Oh yea, we spent a large chunk of the day driving around Collin's hometown trying to find his asshat dad, since no one in the family has seen or heard from him in MONTHS. One of Collin's high school pals saw him last week which is what sparked the idea to try and find him. We were starting to think he was dead or gone. No idea if he lives at the house or not. It is so overgrown...
Sunday we went to the coast and spent some time with my bestie and my dad.
Yesterday, we went to visit Collin's mom. She was recently moved into a better nursing home that can better care for her and her waning health. She seemed fairly lucid. At least that's what I want to believe. She seemed to know us (dementia/Alzheimer's), and didn't seem disturbed by us calling her mom or referring to her as grandma. She smiled and kept telling us how cute little monster is, and such. But, as most know, those diseases and her extremely brittle diabetes, there are extremely good and bad days.
Today I work.
Tomorrow I work.
But such is life. (I still have to work the two days after but I didn't want to get to monotonous)
Peace, Love, and strawberry jelly.
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