My brain hurts

Sean is still sick and it seems getting worse. His cough has taken on a life of it's own and he's still sneezing. My poor little man. Last night I would've gotten more sleep if I had just stayed awake watching him breathe instead of the constant wake/sleep cycle I was in.

Today we drove into Staten Island so we could see Sean's dr an not just someone else in the practice. Sean is now on an antibiotic and has to see the cardiologist to make sure that all is well with the heart. And while I'm glad that his doctors are being so cautious with my precious little baby, I'm drained. I don't know how much more of this I can do.

At night when I finally fall asleep, I'm almost comatose. I hear nothing. I wake for nothing. I wake up often in a fog when Sean wakes up. If Meredith wakes up I'm annoyed that she's up. It doesn't matter why she's up. I need to have a break. A slow down in the works around here. I also need a good routine.

We're finally starting to figure out how much time it takes us (Me, Meredith & Sean) to get out of the house. At the moment it's 45 minutes to comfortably get everyone dressed, fed and out the door. I'd say that's pretty good considering that Meredith almost always poops as I'm putting sneakers on, Sean almost always gets hungry the second we're ready to leave & the dogs look like latch key kids because someone forgot to fill a water bowl or they just wanna come with us.

Hopefully soon, Sean will get better and I will get a much needed break from doctors' appointment. I just want him to have this surgery already. Hopefully then I won't be soooooooooooooooooo worried about his heart. If he gets sick, he can just be sick.

After we left the doctor we ran some errands and then took the kids to the Willowbrook park to feed geese & go on the carousel. Mommy's guilt trips are working wonders for Meredith. I feel so badly that she has to spend so much time going to the dr for Sean that I make sure she gets to do something fun to make up for it. We realized when we got there that we had left the container of baby wipes in the doctor's office. I loved that stupid case. It came as part of the diaper bag that i got from the hospital when meredith was born. I'll have to buy another one.

Meredith loves to feed the geese, but she hasn't quite grasped that she's supposed to throw all the food in her hand and not just one at a time. So her daddy helped her. I don't know who had more fun.











Then I had a "brilliant" (note the tone of sarcasm) idea that I was going to pick Meredith up while I was wearing Sean so Rob could take a picture of me with my two angels. Of course this resulted in Sean's & my leg getting poop on them. Yes.... Meredith had stepped in goose poop and it go on Sean and me. I'm so tired of poop. And of course we had no wipes with which to clean up. So I used the 1 paper towel I could find in the car with some of Rob's water. Really it kind of reminded me of an "I Love Lucy" episode.




We finally made our way over to the carousel and we bought our tickets. We all went on & had a lot of fun. Rob put Meredith on the horse and stayed next to her and Sean & I stayed in front of them. How exciting for Sean?! He turned 1 month old today & got to ride the carousel. Then we had ice cream and headed home.















Happy 1 month birthday Sean!!! We love you!!!