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My Life Thus Far
2008-07-25 00:27:44 (UTC)

A Powerful Weakness

I've been trying to write for the past 24 hours.
Seriously. It feels like there's been a lot happening that
I haven't written about. It has a lot to do with being
busy and a little to do with having reduced brain cells
and just plain forgetting to mention things in the entries
I do get around to writing. That's so not like me. I'll be
glad when I get some of my IQ back. Having a baby messes
with your mind. I'm not even exaggerating.

I don't know how I forgot to mention her arrival, but
yesterday Jason's mother arrived. Thankfully, she's only
staying until Monday. She hasn't gotten on my nerves too
bad yet. I only have one major complaint with her (so
far). I'll share that a little later. Being busy and not
having much time to talk with her has improved our
relationship. The only conversation we've really had
occurred during A Baby Story today. The lady wanted a
natural birth and didn't get it (which disappointed her)
and Sue thought she was silly to be disappointed. I
pointed out that I'd had all of her grandchildren
naturally (Kiki and Keenan not 100%, since I had
interventions, but no meds and vaginally is natural enough
for me) and I would have been disappointed if I'd had to
have a c-section, like the lady on the show. Did I mention
she'd had Jason by c-section? She also thinks it's
impossible to have a baby without screaming. I don't think
of myself as superwoman or anything, but I didn't scream
during any of my children's births. I didn't feel the
need. The moral of this paragraph is: I should only watch
A Baby Story when I'm by myself. I have too many opinions
on childbirth.

Kiki had her surgery today. I don't know how I forgot to
mention that, either. It's been scheduled since last
month. Yesterday we went to see the anesthesiologist to
finish up paperwork and all that. This morning I brought
her in at 7:30am and she was done by 10:30am. It was
pretty painless (for both of us). The ironic thing is,
they clipped her tongue to improve her articulation, but
now she's having a harder time speaking! Things she'd
found a way to work her tongue around are now coming out
slurred. She can say 's' now, so that's good. She'll
should adapt to it soon enough. When I woke up this
morning I was not so happy about having the procedure
done. Snookums wanted it done, but wasn't able to be there
(he has duty), so even though I was 85% against it, I was
the one that had to handle it alone. That's so not fair.
It was like Keenan's circumcision all over again.

The hardest part of the whole ordeal was Kiki's recovery
from the anesthetic. She didn't want to wake up at first
and when she finally did, she cried. She thought she could
walk, but she couldn't and didn't want to be carried, so
she cried more. One of the corpsman pushed her out to the
car in a wheelchair, sobbing all the way. I had Keenan in
his sling, so I couldn't carry her out. I resented
Snookums a little more because he wasn't there to carry
his baby girl out. The Navy is the Navy, though and he
probably wouldn't have been able to come even if he'd
tried to get the time off.

When we got home, I carried Kiki into the house and placed
her on the couch. I asked Sue to watch her so I could get
Keenan out of the car. She was wobbly on her feet. Somehow
she didn't hear me or get what I was saying, because as
soon as I got to the front door Kiki stood up, fell over
and hit her face on the solid wood coffee table. She
couldn't even break her own fall, she went straight down.
Now she's got a good-sized bruise on her left cheek along
with a sore tongue. I wasn't too happy about that, but her
reflexes aren't the best, so I'm sure she wouldn't have
been able to catch her anyway.

My modified NOT diet thingy seems to be going very well. I
haven't been allowing myself to get hungry. I've been
averaging between 1500-2000 calories per day and so far
I've lost 3 pounds without too much effort. I'm pretty
sure it's water-weight because I'm feeling less puffy and
my ankles have gone all the way down to normal. I can wear
whatever shoes I want, although I choose to wear my Fit
Flops most of the time. I've learned one thing about
myself during this time. I'm a carb-addict. Sue brought
two loaves of banana bread and even though I find them to
be slightly dry, I still gravitate towards them. It's a
powerful weakness.

I'm sure there are other things I want to write about, but
I can't concentrate right now. Sue is trying to talk to
me, Kiki is taking pictures of everything, Keenan is
starting to fuss and the cats are fighting. This is so not
a good time. I'll make an attempt to write after everyone
goes to bed. Ciao for now.




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