my father cam over to see us. without my mom. i asked where she was and he said oh shes christmas shopping. i said oh. i mean he called 1st i just assumed both of them were coming over and then he just came.
of course kate was not on her best behavior, she threw a toy and hit the baby and my father was holding him. of course thats literally never happened before, and shes not normally throwing things. sigh. my house is disheveled due to the new furniture and we have the old furniture piled in my eat in kitchen along with all the gifts.. freaking toys are huge. i didnt have any warning other than the 1 hr warning like what are you doing? nothing oh im coming over. therewasnt any comment from him, i dont know if he cares or not that the house is a mess.
anyway he came for about 3 hrs and that was 30 min after he was like let me get going...
as far as the stupid hurricane, well its over. crap still needs to be fixed, but.. well itll take time.
and christmas is 2 weeks away from today so i have to keep going. whether i like it or not honestly. my dad coming over - well i didnt get anything done..
so tomorrow i better get cracking i guess. i already booked the cleaning ladies for christmas eve..
i went thru colic with kate. which is how she got so close to rob, i couldnt soothe her. rob would come home and hed be the only one.. she started sleeping on his chest, and well here we are..
of course i went thru her hip and her colic while i was being harassed at my old job so its no wonder they "caught" me..
my father was not happy with the other bday party story and didnt find it funny. apparently my parenting is sucky.
and kate was following orders as another mother told her come on its time to sit down and kate being 2 1/2 went and sat...
i mean they said she was only there a minute. b/c i only lost her for a minute.
anyway, i still feel like crap about the way i look. and my incision doesnt help for sure.
i saw the movie bull durham for the 1srt time, since i get to be up late ta night unable to sleep exhausted. i sleep better in the am and get late starts now. but i also havent slept in my bed in... i dont know since before the hurricane. and i relate a little too much to susan surandens character. im not mystical for sure, but she says how she gives these boys their confidence and then they leave and that may seem like a bad trade but baseball and lifes full of them.
my brother used to play ball and of course i was there, my brother was an all star pitcher who people seriously thought would make it all the way - til he quit in college - but when he was an adolescent , the boys who umpired were late high school/ and college age.. and i was younger than them but quite interested.
and the coaches used to encourage me to "talk'" with the umpires... ironically.. none ever asked me out, so no romances there but i wonder if any of them liked me...
of course i dated a divorced (father) coach there, but we could leave that alone i guess....
meanwhile andrew screamed for hrs..
(dont ask me how many i lost count)
we got him down and we woke him up when rob opened velcro to fix the couch cushion, i didnt know it velcroed and said can you fix that? he didthe tearing noise and freaked him out. we got him asleep again for about 45 min i fell asleep and rob was going up to bed and carrying a sleeping kate and he woke up. he def screamed another hr...
as far as that dr, he is listed on my insurance as my primary dr, i just havent been to see another primary dr, when i started my job i didnt know what to do about seeing him, but figured id figure it out later. so they sent him something about an approval for my hospitilization. so he just read his mail and didnt do anything wrong honestly. i wouldnt mind talking or seeing him again, but the texting was stilted - i asked how he was and he said great and didnt ask how i was - and when he said great i tried to keep it going by saying oh good, and he didnt answer that, so i dont know why he texted me in the 1st place honestly. if he wasnt interested in talking t me.
we used to rely on each other alot at work, since he was the head of the icu, and i was a charge nurse on the vent floor he would be sending his downgraded vent pts to us and he knew id sound the alarm early if anything seemed amiss..
we worked well together.. and he used to bring the residents around and theyd have to wait for him to talk to me (of course hed think he was funny, and was at times, hes very dry/ sarcastic.. and hed screw up and id be mad and avoiding him at times and hed be trying to make up with me..) hes one of the drs from spain..
i can say i def miss being highly regarded at work.