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Sunday, December 14, 2008

    at least my tummy's flat again


the past 3 weeks have been pretty hellacious around here. i don't have the energy to give a blow-by-blow account of everything, but it all started at thanksgiving dinner with my mother-in-law, who'd been sober for like 3 years, getting smashed, insulting my family and revealing that her husband has been having an affair and how she plans to fuck him in the divorce. oh yeah, a thanksgiving to remember. pre-ava, i think i'd probably still be pissed just because i'm really good at taking shit personal and holding grudges. but honestly, i could not give two shits about any of it. i just don't care about any of their bullshit anymore.

thanks to my nephew being sick and leaving his nasty little germs everywhere, i woke up the friday after thanksgiving feeling just awful. i was pumping myself with any and everything that had vitamin C in it. it didn't really work; it just gave me the squirts. and less than 24 hours later, littleface was sick. i felt like shit but i felt even worse for her. she's just been so stinkin miserable. she's cried more while sick than when she was a newborn and it just breaks my heart, especially when she coughs. i don't know what it is, but i feel like i'm gonna die every time i hear her cough. and then there was the torture of another visit to the pediatrician which was on my birthday. lovely. now, i have to torture her daily with this stupid saline solution and snot sucker upper bulb thingy. when she's done screaming bloody murder, she looks at me like 'what did i do to you to deserve this?!' ugh. then sometime last week, Jay got sick. so, now i'm taking care of two sick babies and my own sickly self. i've actually had our housekeeper come almost everyday to disinfect most of the house in hopes of us getting over this nasty cold sooner rather than later. one little snot-nosed 4 year old has taken out an entire family.

my littlebug is starting to feel a little better though. she's nursing a lot better and she's starting to sleep more, thank goodness. i could really use a glass a bottle of merlot right now.