Pain in the Butt

Poor Happy.

He's going to have to have surgery again. It's the other side this time. We knew this might happen but they can't operate on both sides at the same time since they go through muscle. We don't know when the surgery will be but it's at least 2-3 weeks away. Hopefully it's as easy as last time.

PLUS, the pediatric sugeon took a picture of Happy's loverly birth abnormality (which is now a bald patch on his head) and sent it to his pediatric nurologist friend who thinks we should have some images taken. I really wish we would have had that done when the MRI was done on his corresponding dimple.

(Sigh) Sorry, Buddy.

On a positive side, we paid his entire deductible for the year months ago so all this is "free". At least we can feel like the giant insurance payment we make each month is actually going somewhere. So this is the year for Happy to be sick/have injuries. Do it now or forever stay healthy!

NOTE: Skip the following paragraph if you don't want to hear the details of Happy's wounds.

We discovered his "injury" had come back on Saturday. Mr. Sloth came to me and said every time he puts Happy down he screams. I checked his diaper and sure enough he had pooped and the abscess was so big you couldn't even see his rectum. Can you imagine?? I'd scream too if I had an abscess the size of a walnut near my rectum. PLUS he came down with a pretty bad cold on Sunday (the very congested type) and he's teething pretty bad.

Yet he still finds reason to smile 90% of the time. This kid is indestructible! So now every time he goes to the bathroom I give him a bath, plus the one bath a day recommend for the rest of this week from the last surgery. Last night after a grand trip to Sam's Club, Happy screamed the whole way home. Very unusual for him. I gave him his bath and he was back to his normal self...until he bumped his head in the tub. Ugh. This kid has enough reason to cry lets not add to the problem. So after his bath I got him all ready for bed, and nursed him but he didn't sleep in fact he was energized. Grrrr.

I played with him for a half an hour to help get the energy out and then it happened.

Poop face.

Every parent knows the face their child makes as they are pooping. So there we went again. I had to give him another bath which only gave him more energy. I ended up getting him to sleep in the Moby Wrap (his favorite way to sleep these days) and then just held him on the couch until he woke up again. At 11:30am I decided it was time for both of us to go to bed. After spending four hours at the zoo in the morning and then having a 3 yr old and 5 month old NOT SLEEP all day, plus carrying Happy around most of the day (he's 19+ pounds now) I was beyond exhausted. Since he had spit up all over our sheets during the day there were no sheets on the bed. He and I just sprawled out and he nursed to sleep. I woke up to find that Mr. Sloth wasn't in the room. He came home from work around 12:30am took one look at us and set up came on the couch. I don't know if it was the lack of sheets on the bed, the two people hogging the bed or the fact that I was covered in my own milk (Attractive aren't I??) I don't blame him. In fact I envy him. He got a full nights sleep AND showered first thing this morning.

I didn't feel quite as rested as Mr. Sloth but I pushed on (and pushed the button on the coffee maker). Today was equally exhausting and equally unproductive. Happy has just napped for the first time sine the half an hour car trip to the surgeons office and it took a long walk in the very hot sun to get him asleep. Demand is back to her usual antics of not sleeping and then spending her afternoon as Miss Crabby-Disobedient pants.

Bedtime can't come soon enough, but I have little hope of actually getting any rest.
Sorry if I sound like Debbie Downer. I'm truly not having bad days, I'm just exhausted.

Ok, I should go wash something. Dishes, laundry, myself, a child's bottom, who knows what exciting adventures await me.