Kyle has successfully put together the crib for the upstairs nursery nook and the dresser/changing table. Now it is getting it all into the room and arranged so I can see if the couch can stay or get moved downstairs and look into a chair for the room. I'm working with an etsy shop to get some wall decals printed and need to clean the rug from Killian's nursery for reuse in this nook. Things are coming along.
This week or I guess almost two now, has been anything but easy on me. I've had a cold/cough/virus something since Cinco De Mayo and haven't been able to shake it. Each night around dinner time my body revolts on me, I can't catch my breath or take any sort of breath without violently coughing. Last night I couldn't even say good night to Killian without going into a major bout of coughing. My back muscles are strayed to all get out, my throat is so raw from coughing that I'm pretty sure I'm doing real lasting damage and I no joke threw up at work today (in the bathroom thank goodness) from a coughing attack. The hardest part for me, other than no doctor thinking this is serious enough to tell me any advice other than rest which I can't do because I can't lay down or I'm thrown into the coughing fits, is that I'm starting to resent the baby for my suffering. I can't sleep so I'm exhausted and I can't tend to my son because I'm coughing my head off...and my first inclination is this baby is doing this to me since I can't take anything to help me get rest and heal up. I rationally know it isn't baby's fault for me getting sick but at 230am on the 5 or 6th day in a row of no sleep irrational thoughts creep into your head. It feels bad :-( I go to see the on-call OB this afternoon, I'm hoping there is at least something he can do to help me weather the storm of "wait it out" treatment I keep getting prescribed. I've tried humidifier, vicks vapor rub, gargle with salt water, cough meds, sudafed, benadryl, cough drops, epsom salt baths, all to no avail. I just want to be able to shut my eyes and rest so I can get better and I am so sick of hearing its' a virus it will go away, nothing we can do just rest it will get better. I WISH I COULD REST!!!! Help me do that. If you couldn't tell I'm tired and frustrated and I hate feeling animosity toward my unborn child.
Enough of complaining...Carolyn and I have been working on coordinating and planning each other's showers or sprinkles in this case. I'm working with her sister in law, Kim, and she is coordinating with my sister, Devarae, for mine :-) I am so excited, I love summer, I love BBQ and I love 4th of July. I can't wait to shove all those together and celebrate our little arrival. It makes me so happy to see all of the decorations hitting the stores. I need to make a run to dollar tree and start gearing up for the summer.
I've also determined what color to paint for the guest room so after this weekend's trip down to see my parents it is on! Operation get rid of the adobe orange mission will be started. I have a new bed picked out for the room when it is all painted and it should be ready for our guests shortly there after. I think the room will be a nice little coastal retreat for our visitors with a very nice setup and not-futon to sleep on. I'll also be setting up our desk in hope that my work will let me transition back to work with a 1 day at home schedule with new baby. I plan to post up in that room and get my work down but also have the opportunity to have baby home with me that one extra day a week for bonding and connection time. I'm thinking Mondays will be the day, pending approval, since not only do all fun things at daycare happen on Friday nights but most of my co-workers have their flex days on Fridays, so it would be good for the group to have me there regularly on Fridays for coverage.
Ok I think this blog post is long enough and I need to get things wrapped up to head to the dr. check in.
Couple pictures of Killian dude just for fun.