Medical Miracle: Yeah, this isn't going to work

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My husband, clean sheets, spray paint, warm baths, ice cream, naps, doggies, Kinder writing, fire pits, hair tutorials on YouTube, candles, baking, Subway oatmeal cookies, books, triathlons, camping, my girlfriends, singing, the pool, dancing, the tropics, my ratty girls, musicals, Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen videos, church, Burgerville, strawberries, camping, baby names, Pottery barn duvet covers, wake boarding, freshly washed babies, my family, Etsy, Christmas, manatees, summer, vacations, democracy, movie nights, Bushwackers, the environment, luscious fabric, documentaries, rice crispy treats, and the freedom and resources to blog my life away...

Things My Dogs Have Eaten and Lived to Tell the Tail (get it? Tail/tale - hahahaha)

Children's Books YOU HAVE TO HAVE. Period.

Ain't Gonna Paint No More; Mrs. McBloom, Clean Up Your Classroom!; The Recess Queen; Warthogs Paint; Lilly's Purple Plastic Purse; The Jolly Postman; The Little Mouse, The Red Ripe Strawberry and the Big Hungry Bear; Elbert's Bad Word; Caps For Sale; Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What do You See?; The Mitten; Amazing Grace; the Rainbow Fish; One (BEST BOOK OF ALL TIME); Zero; The Napping House; The Little Engine That Could; Chicka Chicka Boom Boom; Skin Again; The Kissing Hand; I'll Love You Forever; all the Magic School Bus books; American Girl series;

Monday, February 7, 2011

Yeah, this isn't going to work

McSexy thought he had come up with a good plan. Yesterday wasn't a good day pain-wise, so I just went along with it apathetically. "Okay, dear..."

So he stayed at the hospital with me until 6 last night. He went home, walked and played with the recently dropped-off puppies and then got a huge coffee from Starbucks.

Then he stayed up all night long coding and doing work. He showered, walked the dogs again, and was back here by 8:00. Then promptly fell asleep.

So I am sitting here in the dark - can't talk on the phone, can't watch television and am trying to be quiet for him. And have no one to talk to because he is sleeping.

This is not going to work. I can't sit in the dark all day and all night and lose half of the distractions that make me sane.

So tonight he'll sleep like a normal person and go back to our original plan, which was to spend the morning at home working and being with the dogs, the afternoon here, and then go back in the evening again.

I think he is just paranoid if something happens and they have to deliver Noah while he is not here so he is trying to spend as many hours in the hospital as possible without having to be here during the night (because of the the puppies). Understandable. But the nurses have his cell and I am sure he could get here right AFTER Noah is born if not before or simultaneously. "After" does not make him happy, but what are you going to do? This is not an ideal situation for anyone...

The highlight of my day (probably my week!) so far was that one of my doctors said she is going to write an order for Duke and Maddie to come visit me! I am so, so happy. Maybe they can come tomorrow! They probably think I died, so I know they will be excited to see me. And Duke loves to tour buildings (besides doggie daycares) like Home Depot, the vet office, etc. so he will be very curious and excited! I'll try to take pictures!

So all I'll be missing is this little princess (unless they can write an order for a rat to come visit, or my parents can sneak her in, but I don't want to push my luck!)