There is an epidemic of pregnancy hitting my Facebook feed. It's attacking with more fury than "wedding fever," which of course makes it harder to resist.
It looks like so much fun...charting how big the baby is getting and taking belly pictures every week. I should get on the bandwagon and give Natalie a sibling, right?!
Not after the last four weeks.
Craig and I have not slept through the night since before Thanksgiving.
Things are getting desperate up in here y'all.
I know, I know. I've had a newborn on the every three hours feeding schedule. This nighttime song and dance should be old hat by now.
But the thing is...we've come so damn far from her newborn days. September and October were filled with full nights and late mornings. I could stay up and watch Jon Stewart and not go to sleep with a sense of dread filling up my body because I KNOW that I will be up in just a few short hours. It's almost like we've tasted the parental promise land but now we have been shoved back into exhaustion exile.
Help is hopefully on the way though.
Natalie has an appointment with a pediatric ENT in the morning. The little miss has the propensity for ear infections and we have been battling the same one for close to a full month. After a few rounds with that antibiotic and this antibiotic we are looking at the long-term solution of getting tubes in her ears.
According to others, I should be a nervous wreck because it's SURGERY and ANESTHESIA and it's my BABY.
But I'm not nervous or scared or even very worried.
Because quite frankly, I just want to sleep.
And I trust doctors, modern medicine and above all....I trust in God. Freaking out will not do me or Natalie any good. She takes her social cues from me and Craig, so if I act like it ain't no big thang, she will hopefully stay calm and be brave.
Wish us luck!
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