I know some people scoff when I talk about my kids sleeping patterns. We have been incredibly spoiled to have been blessed with such wonderful sleepers! So yes, you guys may be able to function well on the four hours per night that you get, but short nights are a big challenge for me because I am just straight up not used to them. So that being said, last night made the list of the top five worst nights we’ve had since having babies. Laela was up on and off (considerably more on than off) from the time we were planning to go to bed until 2:30am-ish. We were trying to take special interest in keeping the kids quiet, and my goodness, she made us work for it! It took milk, water, goldfish, swaddling, bouncing, rocking, and medicine to finally get her to sleep. Of course, as soon as she was settled, Dekker dropped his blanket off of his bed, and woke up confused and furious, so he started wailing. I rushed in to help him out and tuck him back in, which in turn, woke Laela, but she did fall back to sleep by herself before I had to go get her. But we didn’t hear the kids until 7:45, which was nice. We did get some sleep. It just felt like a rough start to the day.
The rest of it worked out considerably smoother, thankfully! The kids sat at the table and ate muffins for breakfast. It always helps when the muffins that were made special for Christmas have icing on top. I use the term “muffins” loosely, and lovingly, because they’re delicious!!
We packed up our vehicles, and stalled a bit, the boys with video games and the girls visiting in one of the back bedrooms. It was nice to get some separate, quality time in separately. Maybe vids doesn’t sound like quality time to you guys, but Brady and Stefan have such a good thing going, and we see each other so rarely, that it makes the gamers very happy to game together. They’re great brothers to each other.
When it was time to go, we headed to lunch in the city. We did Wendys, which we specifically appreciate, since its really kid-friendly. We all took our time eating and Laela flirted with random strangers at other tables, which was completely adorable. We had timed our schedule so that we could bring Caity and Stef to the airport after lunch, and hang out for a bit before their plane took off, but thanks to winter weather, their flight was delayed. And then delayed again. And it kept getting delayed, so the plans all changed. Brady, the kids, and I broke off from the group to go get a few things done, their group went to accomplish a few things as well, and we met back up at the airport for coffee before the plane finally took off. It wasn’t ideal, but it worked out I think.
Our errand in between lunch was going to see Dr. Mike. I’ve tried pretty hard to focus on positives this season, but I am most definitely in the worst pain I’ve been in thus far in my pregnancy. I was holding up quite well up until the last weekish, and it seems like everything broke at once. I was going to wait until next week to call for an appointment but decided to see if I could get in today, since we were already in the city, and I got in right away! After even just a very quick check over me, Dr. Mike agreed that my body was, in fact, a huge mess, and proceeded to do his part to fix it. I think this was my first treatment where I kind of whined throughout. He is so gentle, but my gosh it hurt! My legs weren’t even close to lining up, my right leg was virtually useless and dead to me, my neck was awful, and my pubic bone was incredibly out. And guys, that thing really hurts to put back in its place! Up until now, I’ve been holding strong and and easily able to go a few weeks between visits to the chiropractor, but after this tune up, he confirmed with me that I needed to book in with him again within the week.
He wasn’t kidding. I greatly anticipate our next visit. This was easily the most productive and most painful appointment with him. I’ve pretty much been wearing my support belt since the appointment and I’m still limping. My right leg is unbelievably achy, all the way down, and my pelvis is not happy sitting or standing. It is definitely time for a hot soak in the tub, Tylenol, and some snacks. Or just sleeping. I’ll weigh my options. Carefully. I fear putting any extra weight to one side of me. It seems to piss off my whole body.
Poor dear pg mamma…………..nothing I can think of to help you. I’m so sorry you have these traumas. I hope your sweet chit’lins show it’s all worthwhile. I’ll take them anytime!!
They are completely worth while 🙂 I was in much worse shape much earlier in the pregnancy last time around, so I’m just trying to be thankful that I was well longer this time!