I knew this day would come...

So, I obviously haven't blogged for a while, because I have been enjoying my time with Sawyer and Evie, and haven't had time. I am assuming it will be even longer until I post again, as I return to work tomorrow. Yes, I know, people have to work to live, but it just feels WRONG. On some innate, biological level, it seems unnatural to leave your children, especially one so young, in another's care. It bothered me just as much when I went back after Evie, but it doesn't make this time any less painful.

On a happier note...some things that I should probably capture for posterity...
Sawyer is really a Momma's Boy, and I am sure I have not helped that situation. He loves everyone, if they engage him, but I, holder of the milk, am of course his mega-fave. He really likes Evie, which is amazing to me, given how she tugs, and yanks, and generally man-handles him. She still likes him, although she showed the first sign of resentment. Thursday, I had to get the retreatment on my tooth completed and it was right in the middle of the day. I took Sawyer to Melinda's for the second half of the day, with Evie, too. She apparently did not appreciate his presence in her domain, for the first part of their stint, but was fine by the end of the day.

That reminds me of something else that has happened during my time off...this Dental Abscess, which started the day before my Mom arrived. Mixed blessing, that, having my Mom here. I wanted to be out and about with her, but that was not to be. But oh, how thankful I was to have her here. I was incapacitated. I went to the dentist on an emergency visit because I just could not tolerate this pain in my tooth/jaw. She told me that I had an abscess where I had previously had a root canal. She placed me on Antibiotics (Amoxicillin) and Pain Meds (T#3) and told me it should feel better in 24 hours. I went to the airport straight from there to pick up Mum. Things went downhill from there, quickly and severely. I was in SO MUCH pain by that evening. I had tried not to take the pain meds, and only take the ABX and Ibuprofen, because both pharmacists I spoke with warned against the T#3 while nursing...I had a call into Dr. E's office, but didn't get the message that they'd called back until MUCH later. I couldn't take it and finally started taking the T#3, along with Ibuprofen. It wasn't working and by the time 24 hours came, I was worse. I called the dentist who was SUCH a jerk. She said that it sounded like I was choosing to nurse my baby instead of nursing my pain, and that was my choice. She also wanted me to started taking Metronidazole, which is contraindicated in nursing mothers. Sheesh...this lady was pissing me off. Long story short, after a WHILE, it got better, and I had it fixed elsewhere...

Oh no...someone needs my attention, so I will try to complete this later, but I just wanted to say, I LOVE these two, and I never would have guessed that having a little boy would be so fun. He is bright and funny and beautiful, and different, but every bit a loveable as was my first Baby Love. This is amazing, and I truly am trying to cherish every moment, as we'll never have thes times back. Yes, I am sad about tomorrow, but I have so much to be happy and thankful for.
Mumma out