Tuesday, July 6, 2010

History is more or less bunk.

Well Evelynn's first July 4th was, in the words of Henry Ford...bunk. Not exactly a bright idea of mine to schedule her shots before the weekend. Mental note, Evelynn sucks at shots. On top of her leg pain, she gets run down and sick too.
Friday she went to the doctor and her doctor's visit actually went pretty well. She was cute and flirting with the doctor. Of course we got told to start feeding her oatmeal. When she got the shots it was horrible and I had to leave the room. She was already mad and fed up with being in the doctor's office and being naked. She got the shots and screamed and screamed. Then she had this weird period of happy/euphoria so we went to the store (which took forever because I got 121 photos of Evelynn printed in sets of three for the grandparents and ourselves) then when we got home, Seth did his P90x and all hell broke loose. Evelynn screamed for hours. We had given her the tylenol before hand and regularly on schedule, but she wasn't having it. She finally calmed down after two baths and passed out for a good 12 hours. I woke her up for little snacks and more medicine.
Saturday was the "Brew and View" for her at my parents house. It was a really good turn out and so many wonderful people showed up to see her, but of course she was terrible. Case in point:


We at least got one nice picture, my mom bought her that cute dress for the occasion from Janie and Jack:


But eventually she passed out on Grandpa:


Then Jesse and Seth decided to order the Ultimate fighting fight that was on that night, so Mom and I stayed upstairs and talked and tried to keep Evie calm enough. It was actually really nice to spend time with her.

We decided to go to Columbus for the holiday since the next month and a half for us is very busy and we probably won't be able to see Seth's side of the family until the end of August. (mostly because Seth is traveling a lot and I have Jesus camp). So first, because my college has closed, we drove up to Blair and past the Nuclear Power Plant so I could show Seth my past life. It was really surreal. And sad. I wonder what is going to happen to all of those buildings. And all of the stuff inside them. I wonder if there is going to be like an estate sale. Oh and all those library books and the original source documents they have on the Danish Immigrants. It's crazy to think its all going away and just last year they were welcoming the king of Denmark.
Anyway we did that and then we drove to Columbus. At first it was really great. Evelynn was doing surprisingly well, she let her Uncles and her Grandpa hold her, but by the time she got to Janet she went ballistic and never really recovered. I got really stressed out and wasn't able to make enough milk for her, and all she wanted to do was eat. I seriously think she is going through a growth spurt because this whole weekend I couldn't keep up. And she has been sleeping, as of yesterday, a lot. But Saturday, right before we were supposed to eat a very good looking dinner, she lost it for good. Seth had to feed me while I paced with her. I spent most of the fourth in the back bedroom trying to feed her and calm her down. Finally I told Seth that we had to go home because she needed the milk we had frozen. Of course I forgot to bring some. I remembered her oatmeal, which she didn't want. So around 9 we packed up and went home. We were going to stay the night, and I was really looking forward to getting a holding the baby break, but it wasn't meant to be. We got home and she was fine. Well, she ate and went to sleep, Seth was really grumpy. So yeah...it was pretty sucktacular.

I'm worried now about how she is going to do in two weeks at Jesus Camp. I guess if worse comes to worse I can go home or Seth can come get her. But she really is a hermit, she doesn't like being out of her comfy home. Its a testament to want a comfy home we have. At least that is what I tell myself.

When I finally spent yesterday relaxing and she had sucked me dry, I woke up this morning at four so full I had to pump. My boobs were touching without any help, they were that full. Which was such a relief because I worried I was drying up for good. It's crazy to me how my mood or what I eat or what I do really effects my milk production.

So tomorrow I am getting my hair done and I'm super excited. I think I'm going to get some bangs and a nice summer blond.

Oh I am SOOOO excited because my parents bought me some attachments for my kitchenaid mixer. I can't wait to make some new food and try out all the parts!

Okay I'm going to make Seth some coffee and get ready for Nurse Carol!!

Love (to have a holiday do over),
Carrie

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