Monday, April 9, 2007
Eat My Words
Rant of the Week
Humility is the first skill that every parent needs. And it is with my humblest sincerity that I admit my last two entries have been a lie. Not of the proportion of the Enron scandal, but not a truth that held through the test of time.
The first confession: Only days after I bragged about Jaley finally sleeping through the night, did she completely reverse her trend. I like to sleep when I am sick, but Jaley likes to rock the house. And so when the ear infections crank up, so does the midnight crying.
And that takes me to my second confession: We weren't over our winter colds yet. The same day that I gloated that everyone in the house was finally germ free, Jaley woke up barking like a seal (which is parent speak for croup). And when I took her to the doctor, it turns out that her ear infection wasn't any better either. Poor Jaley has now scored the trifecta of day care illnesses - stomach virus, ear infection, and croup. As of yesterday, she had finished yet another round of antibiotics and we are waiting to see if that one cured what ails her. We, of course, want Jaley healthy because we love her, but the selfish side of Scott and I won't miss the midnight screaming either.
Life in the Stroller Lane
But after nearly nine months, Scott and I are used to functioning (even if it is not our top performance) on very little sleep. So we don't let a few tears in the night slow us down. And we definitely made sure to enjoy the Easter holiday. And like most holidays for our girls, Easter lasted the better part of a week. We went to four (yes, four) egg hunts - one at school, one at a local park, one at church, and one in our backyard. That was in addition to dieing 3 dozen Easter eggs (egg salad anyone?); Easter packages and letters from most of our loving and thoughtful family (tough luck that we didn't even send them a card); and stocked baskets from the Easter Bunny for Sarah, Jaley, and Scott (for some reason I didn't get a basket).
And when I haven't been playing helper to the Easter Bunny, I have been doing the IRS dance with our CPA to finish up our taxes. Our taxes were such a mess this year, our return actually uncovered a bug in the computer program that our CPA uses. Let's just say, I have decided that freedom does have a price and we pay it each April 15. But don't think me un-American or un-appreciative. As I write out the checks to the IRS and the state of NC, I make sure to use my first amendment write by saying a few curse words and then I finish it off with a sincere (though off-key) singing of the National Anthem.
Scott has been in town the past few weeks, but really busy. He is finding out again about the fun of employee turnover. He has three employees leaving his team over the next couple of weeks, so he is trying do more with less until he can hire in some new folks.
And so that is our life in the Stroller Lane. Lots of Love.