Got to get more consistent about this posting thing. I'm working on it. We've just had a rough few months, with Henry being sick and family drama. He seemed to be doing better this weekend, but last night I went in to check on him and he and his crib were just hosed with puke. I mean, it was bad. Naturally I panicked, but was calmed down by a helpful friend who also happens to be a nurse. Nurses are good people to know. They generally give you the information you need in a way that says "Stop freaking the hell out. Kids puke and have fevers. It's fine." without making you feel stupid about it.
Somehow a sick kid puts you and your partner into sync, though. It's definitely a team effort-one goes with the kid to the tub, one goes with everything in barf range to the washer. (Don't mix those up, by the way). While Henry was miserable while he was barfing, as we all are, afterwards he would look around, smile at me, and clap. Clearly he can puke and rally. He's not going to have ANY issues at college!
Other than that we've had work, I've had school, friends visiting, it's been a busy few weeks. I also gave up alcohol and coffee for Lent, which has been....interesting. I'm not particularly religious and am definitely not Catholic anymore, so I think a lot of people think it's odd that I give up anything at all. I just think that even if you don't believe in the exact theology behind it, Lent provides a good framework for doing some good internally, or in your community. Since I have no money or time to donate anywhere, I decided to focus on some things I could improve on. And really, if you're not taking care of yourself, how can you put more of yourself out there? I like that it coincides with spring, too. Sort of a renewal thing (not trying to sound all nature worshippy or anything, I promise, no naked dancing in the full moon in my backyard. Just the front yard.)
Alcohol was kind of a no-brainer, having a beer or glass of wine (or two...or three, if we're being honest) had gotten to be a bit too much of a habit for me, so I decided that could go. Saves me money, too. The coffee was trickier. Lots of people with small children eyed me suspiciously (and blearily) and asked me why the hell I would give up coffee when I have a small child and work. The headache I've had for a few days would also like an answer to that question. It hurts to think, but basically the root of that one is that I realized I don't really like coffee all that much, but I drink it every day because I've become dependent on it, and I don't like that. Honestly, of the two, that's been the harder habit to kick. Good thing it's spring break and the undergrads are gone. If some 18 year old walked into my office, and asked me a question without knocking or saying "Excuse me" or even bothering to stop texting, I'm not sure Coffee-Free Megan could really be held responsible for her actions.
"Wait, why did you get fired?"
"Well, there was this kid...and I had this stapler....paramedics had to be involved....you know, I don't really want to talk about it."
Wish me luck.