Our little man is officially 8 months old.
I can't really get over that.
In a way, I believe it. If I think about everything that has happened in the last 8 months, it seems unbelievable. We keep hoping that life will calm down a little and we can take a breath and then we get thrown another curve ball.
Like a stint in the hospital right before Phil has a huge presentation that requires him to work around the clock.
But whatever. We will get through it.
I will confess that I was feeling extremely overwhelmed this week. It felt like Henry was never going to get better. They put him on an antibiotic that he happened to be taking before and get some hives. I was imagining having to go BACK to the doctor for mystery hives on the sickness that will never end. Seriously, this started with swollen eyes two weeks ago.
Poor guy. He flinches whenever I try to put anything near his head. Between the eye drops, inhaler, antibiotics, Tylenol, and Motrin, the guy is probably DONE with me shoving things in his face. I wish he were old enough to bribe effectively. I totally would.
My mom did that to me. Anytime I had to have blood drawn or get a shot or whatever, she would bribe me with a Happy Meal or breakfast out to eat or something. To this day, when I am a "brave girl" I reward myself with something. After one of Henry's newborn appointments when they had to hold him down for something, I made Phil stop at Sonic. I had earned a Cherry Limeade.
But I digress.
After we got home from the hospital, I was exhausted. Phil had to leave at night to go work on his presentation which left me to deal with Henry's night-time screaming fits. I got maybe a total of 6 hours of sleep during the weekend combined. While I would have liked to stay home, rest, and cuddle with Henry while he was still getting better, I HAD to go back to work.
Cue the GUILT.
Thankfully, my mom was able to watch him all week. I felt so much better knowing my mom was giving him her undivided attention. I would go visit him at lunch. And she sent me picture texts and updates all through the day.
Henry has a follow-up appointment this morning. I am sure we will get good news. He is acting more and more like himself. Yesterday he had ZERO pain medication, which I was happy he didn't need.
And I am going to use the weekend to rest up to start next week rejuvenated and ready to go.
Have a good weekend, all!!! Rest up! Stay healthy. :)