Is my little neice! A2, as I will call her, was released from the hospital yesterday. And at a week and two days old, she is exactly half the size that “J” was on the same day! Since I never had a little baby, it was so strange to see her bundled up in her carseat. So teeny, she barely fit in the seat at all! Her recovery last week was remarkable and truthfully, she could have probobly come home on Friday, so the nurses pushed to have her sprung on Sunday (they usually don’t do releases on the weekend, but she was ready). All the brusing that is left is on her eyelids, so she just looks like she is learning how to wear the latest colour of eye shadow early on. “J” & J2 were very gentle with and around her, which was good to see that they are aware of how to behave. I look forward to our next visit when I will hopefully see her out of her carseat.
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Hubby and I received renewal papers for our “frosties” and had it not been for our recent experiment that cost us mucho dineros and was cancelled (although we are still awaiting results, just in case), we would have probobly renewed. But, truth be told, I was only keeping them around because we had no other hope. I needed back up, for me, to always know that there was one last chance at another child waiting in the sidelines. Hubby thinks that they were holding us back and it is time to let go. I cried and am still not 100% convinced it was the right thing to do, but we just can’t keep paying them “just in case”. So now “J” is our biggest (and most expensive) miracle, which makes everyday with him even more special and rewarding. We will continue our fight to add to our family but, we will be doing it on our own. And who knows maybe there is a botched experiment with a happy ending.
I remember being the personal slave while growing up. Actually each of us (me and my three Sisters) took turns being the personal slave. My older Sister had the shortest stint, being two years older than me, I replaced her rather quickly. Seven years later my next Sister was born, I was able to pass the torch on to her at the exact moment she was able to walk. Then, another seven years go by and lo and behold her relief arrived!! My youngest Sister was crafty from a very young age. She realized that personal slaves were invaluable and started charging for her services.
$1.00 for a run to the kitchen from the tv room
$0.50 for a channel change on the tv
$0.75 for back massages, that she was very good at!!
Here we are many years later and on a good day, I can count on “J” to be my personal slave 🙂 This doesn’t work every day, but on days that he is feeling helpful it definately works to my advantage. Our dogs love to go outside, constantly. “J” now can slide open the patio door and let them in and out. Gone are my days of being disturbed by them all the time, I can now share the annoyance with someone else. If I need a remote or a book off the counter or even something from another room, “J” is there to help me out. I only hope that his help continues on for a great long while, I finally understand why my Dad loved to have us girls running around for him.
