These days are long days...

Sorry that this blog is so late. I started it early on Saturday, and am just getting a chance to finish...you'll understand when you read it. Also, I have been trying repeatedly to add pictures and it won't go through, so after a lot of wasted time I am giving up for now!


I've gotten spoiled with Alex being able to work out of the house. Over the past year he has been able to stay home late in the morning and come back early, and even though he is upstairs working, it is just nice to have him here when I wake up and see him randomly throughout the day when he can spare a second. With his new position every day is seeming extremely long. He is working out of an office that is far away, so he is leaving before Alicia or I wake up in the morning, and getting home late. I guess this is what most families are used to, but for me it has made every day seem really long.

Oh my gosh!!...I just asked Alex to go check on Alicia, she was supposed to be napping, but we could hear her playing...I put her down without pants on, and she took a HUGE poop...she managed to stick her hands into the sides of her diaper and get it all over herself...she must have been up there playing in it for a while, because it was dried and caked all over everything...I think she thought it was fingerpaint. WHat followed was Alex bathing Alicia while I changed sheets and scrubbed crib bars. I know I should have taken a picture, but trust me, it wasn't very pretty!!

...and then it got even uglier...and messier... After the poop incident, we let ALicia play for a while and eat dinner, she didn't seem too hungry, but it was a little early for her to eat. She was still really fussy, so we put her down for a nap (she hadn't slept during her first nap..she had just been toobusy playing with poo to sleep). After an hour we woke her up so she wouldn't be awake all night, but she was so cranky I took her back upstairs to lay her down again. I offered her a bottle, she pushed it away....and then... out it came....and by it, I mean everything!! She just started puking and puking. She and I were covered and to keep it off the floor I ran and stood in the bathtub while it just kept coming out. After Alex helped us both to get all cleaned up, it happened all over again. She continued to puke every 15-20 minutes for the next 4-5 hours which ultimately landed us in the ER. She has been a very down baby for the last few days, but that has been a good thing because I followed suit a little less violently on Monday (and without the ER visit). It was a lot easier for me to recover and care for us both were her a little slower than normal. ...but now daddy is not feeling so hot...