Baby Girl has been battling a "cough" for months now. And a double ear infection for about a month or so. We have not had a full night of sleep in weeks. When she goes to bed easily, she still wakes up multiple times a night crying or screaming or just basically unhappy. We've let her sleep on our chests, in our bed, on the couch with us; whatever gets us all some sleep. At her last appointment last week, we found out that she STILL has that ear infection and that blasted cough. Thank you Reactive Airway Disease. So now, we get to see this sad little sight multiple times a day.
I am SO ready for her to feel better.
The little one and I made the trek down to Savannah for the weekend. I can't tell you how good it was to get home and spend some much needed time with some of the best girls I know. I thank God that I've made amazing friendships in my life. It is so good to be around the girls who know me as well as I know myself. It does my soul good.
We made plans to come home about 3 on Sunday. I wanted to get back to South Carolina in time to get some stuff down that evening. We were doing so well and making great time until I got about 2 hours down the road to Columbia and realized that I had left all of BG's meds back at my best pal's house. Not even kidding. I was so upset. We stopped in Cola to eat and then headed back down South. Fun right? Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, my friends boyfriend met us halfway with the good. Still, it took us eight hours to make a four and a half hour drive. Megan for the win.
I am so frustrated with so many things going on in my life. I feel like so much is out of my control right now and I HATE it. This frustration is showing in other areas of my life; my lack of blogging, my lack of tweeting, my inability to keep up with things. It's getting bad. But my thoughts are just stuck on other things. Freaking hate it.
I am so excited for Thanksgiving this year. I just can't wait to see BG running around with all the other eight million children in Mr. P's family. She's so different from how she was last year. I don't think his family has an idea what to expect.
Probably because of the sickness, but BG has developed the saddest way of saying "Mommy" over and over. And it kills me. But at the same time, it makes my heart swell that she loves me so much. She is so awesome.
I think that's all I've got. I'm so ready for life to be normal again.