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All’s well that ends well

27 Jan

After our rough start to the day, it was time to do something brave: I decided to head to the library with both kids.

This is the first time I’ve ever taken both kids out at the same time by myself.  I had Jade in her helmet, Halia in her carseat, a whoppin’ diaper bag, and a bag for Jade’s lunch, which I was trying to keep level so as not to slop cream and butter around, which would make eating every little bit that much harder.  It was quite the armload, but we managed.

Unfortunately, the trip didn’t turn out quite as planned.  Today was Family Literacy Day, and I thought that there were some Robert Munsch readings happening at the library.  In fact, those readings took place last Friday.  Oops.  The Whitehorse launch for the Dolly Parton Imagination Library was happening today.  But it was taking place at the Canada Games Centre.  The mere thought of lugging children and bags back to the car was enough to have me breaking out in hives — never mind doing it all over again at the Games Centre — so we decided to join the Baby Time session that just happened to be in progress.

Baby Time is meant for kids up to 12 months, so of course Jade was a little old.  (Halia wasn’t, but she slept through the whole thing.)  It didn’t matter, though, as Jade loved all the toys and books and seeing the babies.  Luckily there was another mom there with a baby and toddler, so we made some new friends and are planning a playdate soon.  Jade ate her lunch happily and then we all headed back home in time for naps.

Later on in the evening, I got a phone call from a woman answering my ad looking for housecleaning services. (I need some help and we’ll probably be able to get some funding from the government for this.)  It turned out that this woman had just recently moved to Whitehorse; her daughter, who is now 10, suffered from seizures from ages 2 to 4.  She was so warm and encouraging, and it felt great to connect with someone who’s battled this beast and come through it.  I told her that I think I’ve already found someone for housecleaning, and she said something about our destinies being meant for something else.  (I can’t remember just what she said and when I try to write about it, it sounds hokey, but I really did feel that sense of wow, what a way to meet someone.  And destiny really does somehow fit.)

And now I will go to bed and attempt to make up the deficit created by being up with Halia until 1 a.m. last night.  Once again I am amazed at what a good night’s sleep can do to one’s outlook.  Particularly when that “one” is me.

One of those days

27 Jan

Some days you just want to curl up in a corner and give up on everything. It’s not just me, right?

When I dragged myself up the stairs this morning, Michael, who was just as sleepy as me, asked me if he’d put Jade to bed last night.  I thought back.  Michael had had to work out of the house all day yesterday and then went to band practice in the evening, so suppertime and bedtime were particularly rushed and chaotic.  Nope, I was the one who put Jade to bed.  Turns out I forgot to give Jade her medication last night.

Jade is often zombie-like in the mornings.  She seems to feel the same way we do about being dragged out of bed at 7 a.m. (I know, I know many of you get up much earlier) but this routine of making her get up for breakfast seems to be the main thing that has helped with getting her to sleep at night.  It’s not fun watching her staring — and often drooling — during breakfast.  Jade was particularly unresponsive this morning, especially after a drop seizure slammed her into the spout of her sippy cup, giving her a huge bump just below her right eye.  I was so upset and angry I wanted to slap her and shake her just to MAKE HER WAKE UP.  It’s been a long time since I’ve felt that angry.  But I realized that I was angry with myself; if I could have shaken and slapped myself, I would have.  I was angry about the sheer negligence of missing her medications and I was angry that there’s nothing I can do to just maker her normal again.  This morning I just wanted to cry about how unfair it all is.

Jade’s favourite part of breakfast is generally the fruit.  I often save the fruit for last in order to make sure she gets all her fat into her.  We’re low on fruit at the moment, but I found one pear left at the bottom of the fruit drawer.  I’ve never tried giving her pears since starting the diet because it’s one of the more sugary ones, which means she gets less of it by weight.  I was pleasantly surprised when I weighed it out that it didn’t look like such a small amount, after all (although you would think so, if you saw it).  However, I guess the sandy texture of the Bosc didn’t appeal to her.  She ate one piece and then chewed a second but kept it in her mouth.  Nothing I could do could induce her to swallow it and she was more zombie-like than ever.  I was afraid that if she didn’t swallow it until later she’d get a sugar spike in her system.  So finally I gave up and told her to spit it out.  Funny enough, she complied right away.

And, wouldn’t you know it, she perked right up.  She usually does pick up energy once her breakfast kicks in, but I was so scared about her missed medication that I thought she might spend the whole day in a dazed stupor.  Instead, she’s playing in her toy kitchen, happy as a clam.

Maybe I can carry on, after all.

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