Saturday, August 19, 2006
As expected
As expected, Friday, my full day at work, was harder than Monday and Wednesday. We're still nursing. Around 2, I was in total pain (Engorged? Plugged duct? Since the pain lasted until after I went to sleep, I'm guessing the latter, but who knows.) so I left at 2:30. Since I started at 7:00, it was almost a full day. I was so hoping to at least get some rest, but a friend of D's stopped by, then D's work called and he ended up having to go in. He didn't get home until 3:30 am, so I did baby duty. So, no rest and sleep disturbed every 1 1/2 to 2 hours all night. I did get a bath which was very nice.
I shouldn't have been surprised, but the charm of work had worn off a bit by day 3. This was totally like last year when the excitement of the newness of it wore off. I think for the short term we're going to have a modified "full day" on Friday, but otherwise I do think it's going to work well. A client that I have had no contact with had a small crisis and I was the only one there to deal with it. Of course, I knew nothing about the situation. I think it got handled okay. We'll have to revisit it on Monday.
Per my regular doctor's recommendation, I have breast ultrasounds and a consultation with a breast specialist scheduled. We'll see if she can figure anything out about this recurrent issue - in 2 weeks, when I could get an appointment.
Bacon (and so I) got up at 6 this morning. We stayed out and about until 10 so D could get some sleep. Then I turned her over and went to nap. I had that kind of nap where you feel drugged and kept telling myself that I had to get up. I finally did at noon and they're nowhere to be found.
Continued later -- Just as I was typing this, I heard Bacon crying. They were upstairs in the office. We went for a walk and then a late lunch. Some sleep and a pain reliever then time with D and Bacon certainly make things look a lot better. Of course D had to go back to the office to work on the same problem as last night. We'll see if we see him anytime soon.
I prefer the weekends. This shouldn't come as a big surprise, but right after Bacon was born, after D went back to work, weekends were hard. I had so many expectations about what we would get done in a weekend. I think part of this was the whole fixing the house up and moving thing and part was simply getting used to life with a baby. But, it really effected how I viewed the weekends. While I still have a bit of that, I love seeing and being with D and Bacon when one of us isn't rushing to get somewhere. Not surprising, but a really great feeling.
I shouldn't have been surprised, but the charm of work had worn off a bit by day 3. This was totally like last year when the excitement of the newness of it wore off. I think for the short term we're going to have a modified "full day" on Friday, but otherwise I do think it's going to work well. A client that I have had no contact with had a small crisis and I was the only one there to deal with it. Of course, I knew nothing about the situation. I think it got handled okay. We'll have to revisit it on Monday.
Per my regular doctor's recommendation, I have breast ultrasounds and a consultation with a breast specialist scheduled. We'll see if she can figure anything out about this recurrent issue - in 2 weeks, when I could get an appointment.
Bacon (and so I) got up at 6 this morning. We stayed out and about until 10 so D could get some sleep. Then I turned her over and went to nap. I had that kind of nap where you feel drugged and kept telling myself that I had to get up. I finally did at noon and they're nowhere to be found.
Continued later -- Just as I was typing this, I heard Bacon crying. They were upstairs in the office. We went for a walk and then a late lunch. Some sleep and a pain reliever then time with D and Bacon certainly make things look a lot better. Of course D had to go back to the office to work on the same problem as last night. We'll see if we see him anytime soon.
I prefer the weekends. This shouldn't come as a big surprise, but right after Bacon was born, after D went back to work, weekends were hard. I had so many expectations about what we would get done in a weekend. I think part of this was the whole fixing the house up and moving thing and part was simply getting used to life with a baby. But, it really effected how I viewed the weekends. While I still have a bit of that, I love seeing and being with D and Bacon when one of us isn't rushing to get somewhere. Not surprising, but a really great feeling.
