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No, make that just the injuries of a 2 year old. Aiden was hopping around, pretending to be Tigger as he likes to do (kind of odd, considering he was watching Elmo at the time), when he got some pretty good air under his feet and then landed wrong on his right foot. I attended to him immediately and he basically stopped crying right away, but continued to hold his foot. Being 2, he can't really tell me what hurts or how much, so I've got to try to figure this out on my own. I thought since he stopped crying fairly fast, I'd just let it go. But as I watch him, I see that every time he tries to walk, he starts limping and whimpering in pain. Great.I leave a message for the advice nurse and wait....they tell you it can take up to 2 hours for them to call back, but it only took about 20 minutes - thank goodness! Basically, she says he absolutely needs to be seen. She doesn't even ask me any other questions about it. Just that he might need an x-ray and they can get us in at 5:20. Now I have to call John to see if he can make it home from work in time and skip some of his class tonight. Luckily, he laughed at the fact that our son was goofing around and didn't get annoyed.This wouldn't be so bad if I weren't in horrible pain from my unborn child trying to come out the top of my stomach. And since Aiden is hurting, he wants to be carried and held. Which would be fine, but every time I pick him up it feels like my lower back muscles are going to rip into tiny pieces. I don't know if that's actually possible, but it sure feels like it. So I'm in awful pain and exhausted. And through all the time on the phone, Aiden leaked through his diaper and soaked onto my only pair of clean maternity pants. Awesome, now I have to do laundry too.I guess it won't be so bad as long as I can get out of cooking tonight. :^)
We found out yesterday that John's company is putting on a Christmas party and is close to finalizing the plans. This is something new for us, as the Red Cross didn't have Christmas parties. I guess when you're a non-profit, you just don't do things like that.Even though it's still about a month or so away, I'm still really excited about it. When it happens, I'll be around a month away (more or less) from having the baby and an outing like this will be much needed. We'll get a babysitter for Aiden, we'll get dressed up, and we'll have a beautiful, relaxing adult evening in either downtown Portland or Lake Oswego. And that will be the last time that will happen for quite a while....When John sent me the email about it from work yesterday, one of my first thoughts was "I wonder if there's going to be an open bar?". I quickly remembered that even if there was, I was not going to be able to celebrate the holidays in that manner. Silly me. John was happy though, because this means I'm the designated driver by default. And yes, there will be an open bar.Is it weird to excited over something that's a month (or more) away? I guess the holidays have always been exciting for me, so that's part of it. But I suppose that I'm just so deprived of quality time with my husband, that a fancy date in a month really sticks in my head. Thank goodness I have things to keep me busy until then!
John and I wanted to take it easy this weekend, with not too much going on, as we haven't gotten to spend REAL time with each other for a while. Of course, things never go completely as planned and while the weekend wasn't stressful, it definitely brought to our attention that this baby requires a lot of change.Saturday was full of errands, directionally challenged people (who all seemed to be at either Target or Jamba Juice), and me nearly passing out in the middle of a store. I think I was just low on fluids, but it's still a little scary when the room begins to spin.Sunday we skipped church (naughty!) to catch up on sleep and were invited out to lunch with John's grandparents. As we were pulling into their driveway, we noticed the neighbors were having a yard sale. I don't get extra excited over yard sales, but when I saw that they had a toddler bed in perfect condition, we had to stop. We left Aiden with the great-grandparents (who had also noticed the bed and wondered if we were interested) for a few minutes while we walked down to check the price. It was priced at $50, but she had just lowered it to $40. It looked as though it had never been used! We bought it so fast.... It was exactly the same as the one we were considering at Babies R Us, which was around $100.After lunch (thank God for buffets), we headed back over to John's grandparents to load up the toddler bed and 2 dressers that they had picked up for us from another relative. We were also given a small toaster oven that had never been used and our baby shower gift of a brand new Diaper Champ! Once all these things were in our apartment, we began rearranging bedrooms. This didn't get too far and it's going to take a bit of thinking to figure out how everything needs to go for the baby. I'm now starting to get overwhelmed....I thought we were a little more ready than this.We had set up the toddler bed in Aiden's room and he was acting very excited over it. So, we thought we'd see if he was ready to make the transition from his crib. We put all his bedding on the new bed and went through his bedtime routine like normal. He was ok for about 10 minutes. Then we heard slight crying....and then it turned into extremely upset screaming. Once he began banging on his door (showing that he was NOT staying in that bed), we attended to him. He was so upset over the whole thing, we put all of his bedding back into the crib and did bedtime all over again (kind of a reset). He didn't make a sound after that. I guess he's just not quite ready and that's ok. I was really nervous about trying it and now I'm really nervous about it. We have time though and that's slightly reassuring. We'll be using a cradle for the first few months, so we could go at least 6 more months from now before he needs to give up the crib. I just wish it wouldn't have been so traumatic last night.So now, I'm just attempting to get prepared for this baby. The baby shower is on Saturday, so I'm sure I'll have a little more of an idea of exactly how prepared we really are (or aren't) after that. And of course, my husband had to decide last night to have an in-depth conversation with me about whether or not we should have a 3rd child. I am making no decisions until this one is done baking, thank you very much!
