Post by sweetcali on Feb 25, 2017 10:23:59 GMT -5
I'm not going to give you a drawn out lame excuse for why I wasn't here. I just wasn't and I'm sorry I left you ladies hangin. If your interested, here's my update.
Life is crazy!
L is doing so awesome. Quick recap if you don't remember. L was in the NICU for 140 days, came home on oxygen and has a g-tube.
She stayed on oxygen until just before her first birthday. She still has the gtube and we are working on getting her to eat orally. I had to adjust my work schedule so that I can provide feeding therapy at every meal. It's exhausting because it takes nearly 2 hours to feed this girl. I don't ever get a day off and it's wearing on me. She had physical therapy evaluations last September that showed a 52% delay in gross motor skills. She was 1 and not even rolling over yet. I'm happy to report that a month after that she fully caught up to where she was supposed to be. L doesn't do anything until she's ready, that's for sure. She's not talking yet but she babbles a lot. She's also not walking yet but almost!
My MIL quit watching L in November. She gave us a 30 day notice so I had time with work to figure something out. Apparently, she was having troubles with her heart and some other health things that she attributes to the stress of taking care of L and living with us. It was a blessing in disguise really. It would have ruined our relationship had she stayed any longer. I spent the holidays at home and now I work weekends so that I can be home with L and give her the therapy she needs. She can't go to daycare yet because of all her extra needs, and if I'm being totally honest, because I've turned into a germaphobe. I'm terrified of her getting sick and ending up in the hospital or worse. So, we are hermits and never go anywhere.
Working weekends is putting a huge strain on my marriage. We don't ever have a day off together and we miss each other immensely. We both feel trapped because we are always working and can't even take a break for a day to go somewhere.
In other news, between all the drama and craziness, we remodeled the kitchen and the downstairs bathroom. It's fabulous. Next up is the upstairs bathroom and then new floors and doors downstairs. Then it's done.
Despite all of this I still manage to find time to work on myself. I've been exercising and meal prepping consistently for a year and have lost 73lbs so far. I am below my pre-pregnancy weight and it feels great!
Oh!! And my brother is having a baby and I'm ecstatic!! They're due in August.
We have officially decided to not have any more kids. I'm too scared and have lingering PTSD that I don't think I will ever get over.
I'm sure I'm forgetting something.
Life is crazy!
L is doing so awesome. Quick recap if you don't remember. L was in the NICU for 140 days, came home on oxygen and has a g-tube.
She stayed on oxygen until just before her first birthday. She still has the gtube and we are working on getting her to eat orally. I had to adjust my work schedule so that I can provide feeding therapy at every meal. It's exhausting because it takes nearly 2 hours to feed this girl. I don't ever get a day off and it's wearing on me. She had physical therapy evaluations last September that showed a 52% delay in gross motor skills. She was 1 and not even rolling over yet. I'm happy to report that a month after that she fully caught up to where she was supposed to be. L doesn't do anything until she's ready, that's for sure. She's not talking yet but she babbles a lot. She's also not walking yet but almost!
My MIL quit watching L in November. She gave us a 30 day notice so I had time with work to figure something out. Apparently, she was having troubles with her heart and some other health things that she attributes to the stress of taking care of L and living with us. It was a blessing in disguise really. It would have ruined our relationship had she stayed any longer. I spent the holidays at home and now I work weekends so that I can be home with L and give her the therapy she needs. She can't go to daycare yet because of all her extra needs, and if I'm being totally honest, because I've turned into a germaphobe. I'm terrified of her getting sick and ending up in the hospital or worse. So, we are hermits and never go anywhere.
Working weekends is putting a huge strain on my marriage. We don't ever have a day off together and we miss each other immensely. We both feel trapped because we are always working and can't even take a break for a day to go somewhere.
In other news, between all the drama and craziness, we remodeled the kitchen and the downstairs bathroom. It's fabulous. Next up is the upstairs bathroom and then new floors and doors downstairs. Then it's done.
Despite all of this I still manage to find time to work on myself. I've been exercising and meal prepping consistently for a year and have lost 73lbs so far. I am below my pre-pregnancy weight and it feels great!
Oh!! And my brother is having a baby and I'm ecstatic!! They're due in August.
We have officially decided to not have any more kids. I'm too scared and have lingering PTSD that I don't think I will ever get over.
I'm sure I'm forgetting something.