Here are some scary pictures that will put you in the mood for Halloween. I’m home convalescing. The surgery went fine. I was scared to death that I wouldn’t wake up again, but sure enough I woke up and I seem to be doing fine. The nurses even said I looked better than most patients do coming out of surgery–health wise. I guess I’m pretty healthy and I’m going to snap right out of this in no time. Good thing too because Baby Bug is not liking the new no-nursing and no-mommy arrangement AT ALL. Poor thing. Thankfully my mom is here and Grandma is the next best thing when it comes to being rocked to sleep. My mom is the best. She sings when she rocks and then Baby Bug sings too. It’s the sweetest thing.
So far I think the hardest thing about this surgery is hearing her cry and want me and not being able to do a single thing about it. I put a pillow over my incisions and tried to hold and cuddle her but it just wasn’t good enough. She whined and carried on something else. The anesthesia narcotics should wear off by noon tomorrow so depending on how bad vicodin is for babies, I should be able to let her nurse tomorrow. Or maybe I’ll have super duper pain tolerance and be able to get by on tylenol. I don’t know. It’s hard to gage right now because I’m still flying pretty high on whatever they gave me.
In fact, other than a horrible case of hiccups that hurt like crazy, I’m feeling pretty good. It’s weird. Kinda surreal. Like maybe it’s too good to be true. We’ll see what tomorrow brings. It’s probably too early to be celebrating a quick recovery. I’m trying to be careful and not twist or turn or pull anything. I really want to get better quick and not end up in bed for days.
One good thing about being in bed is that I get to play on my computer! I haven’t had my computer to myself without the baby climbing up on my chair and begging to be picked up so she can bang on my keyboard in ages! Uninterrupted computer time! Wow! This is kinda cool. If only I didn’t feel so lightheaded and woozy.
But I’m not too woozy to upload the pictures we took the other day at the pumpkin patch. It was a really fun family outing–just Toby and I and the baby. She doesn’t seem very happy in the pictures but that is because the sun was really bright and my daughter is very good at scowling. She’s my little “scowl-ly wag”
I wanted to carve the pumpkin tonight but I think I’m just going to have to give up on that idea. I think carving or bending or walking around is off limits. And ouch! The hiccups are back. %$# hiccups!
Who’s tired of talking about gallbladders? Me! Me! (not that I didn’t appreciate all your comments… I did. It’s just well, you know.) I’m glad you’re tired of gallbladders too because it’s time to talk about BABY BUG!!! The real reason you keep coming back to this blog.
Baby Bug turned nine months a week an a half ago. Poor Bug. I didn’t even hardly pay attention as that day went by. But I have been noticing her many many achievements lately. Gallbladder or not there is no denying that she’s getting so big and coordinated. She sticks out her tongue now. She’s just discovered it the other day. I constantly catch her sticking it in and out and then playing with it with her fingers.
She also has this strange cackle. It’s sort of a laugh. You’ll hear it in the movie. I think it’s her fake laugh. Maybe she’s trying to sound like me when I laugh. I don’t know. Sometimes when we really get her going, by tickling her or doing some silly thing that she thinks is hilarious, the horse cackle will be replaced by a much prettier genuine laugh. I love both though. She can cackle all she wants.
What else…. well, she has two teeth. Just like a little jack-o-lantern in time for Halloween. I think I’m going to carve our pumpkin to look like her. She likes to bite with her teeth too. Thankfully not me. She likes to bite her toys and the spoon when I’m feeding her baby food that she no longer likes. She’s too sophisticated for baby food these days. But you already knew that. Baby food is so three months ago.
She’s crawling faster and faster, just like everybody said she would. I can’t leave her for a minute anymore or next thing I know she’s upending the trash can or eating cat litter. Thankfully she hasn’t beat me to the cat box yet but she has made it to cat’s food bowl. Baby food is gross. Cat food is yummy!
Baby Bug’s favorite toy is me. She likes to pull on my face like it’s made out of rubber. She has quite a grip too! And pincher fingers that are stronger than jumper cables! Man. When she gets a hold of the skin on my neck and pulls, I bend to her will like a noodle. I don’t always let her manhandle me like that, of course. Only when I’m sick as a dog or trying to sleep at 5:30 in the morning and she thinks it’s high time I got up. I know I should keep her up later at night so she’ll sleep in during the morning but I’m so tired by 7:30 p.m. that I can’t keep her awake. So morning people we are. Bright and early morning people.
Yikes. LIsten to me. It sounds like all I do is complain. Motherhood isn’t that bad. It really is everything I always wanted it to be and more. Really. It’s just a lot more. Like maybe too much more. There I go again. But really it is sheer joy to see her smile and laugh. To watch her figure things out makes life fresh and new again. Did I tell you how she talks all the time? Not real words. Just sounds. Always. I love it. I have a feeling she’s going to a jabberbox. Just like her mom.
So before I ramble on again, lets watch the movie!
Here you are. Enjoy! (2.93 mb quicktime)