What a busy weekend! Friday night we had poker night here and the men played poker while the women chatted and played games. Saturday Dan had a bachelor party to go to in Lake Tahoe so my friend and her son came over to spend the night so we wouldn’t be alone. A few other ladies came over to visit that night too. Sunday morning I took the kids to church and when Dan got home we left for Oakland to spend the night at my cousin’s house and have a BBQ on Monday. Here’s where it gets interesting…
After the two-hour drive (during which both kids were awake the entire time) we arrived at Heather and John’s tired but happy to get out of the car. I wanted to give Ava a bottle and asked Dan where the paper bag was. “What paper bag?” he said. Um, the one with all the important stuff, like bottles, diapers, medications. That paper bag. It wasn’t in the house. It wasn’t in the car. It was in Sacramento.
My uncle was there and he is a physician’s assistant so he tried in vain to find a pharmacy that was open and that would make Drew’s very complicated compound. No such luck. So Heather and I drove back to Sacramento, picked up the bag that was sitting in the laundry room thisclose to the car, and then drove back to Oakland. We got back around 11:30 pm. We were both exhausted! I tried really hard to stay positive and not get super irritated, but I couldn’t help thinking, if Drew wasn’t sick, if we were any other family, we could have just gone to the store to buy diapers and bottles. Argh. It all worked out in the end though. Four hours, $30 of gas and two exhausted cousins later Drew had his medicine and we were able to enjoy the awesome BBQ on Monday.
This morning has been interesting as well. Both kids woke up early despite our best efforts to get them back to bed. Drew climbed into our bed and accidentally hit my head with his (I was half-asleep). It hurt so bad I actually started crying and I have a bump on my brow bone. Ava has been so cranky and crying for no reason that we can tell. She went down for her morning nap over an hour early. It seems like it’s going to be one of those days, so I’ve been praying Philippians 4:13 (“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”) like its my mantra.
After the two-hour drive (during which both kids were awake the entire time) we arrived at Heather and John’s tired but happy to get out of the car. I wanted to give Ava a bottle and asked Dan where the paper bag was. “What paper bag?” he said. Um, the one with all the important stuff, like bottles, diapers, medications. That paper bag. It wasn’t in the house. It wasn’t in the car. It was in Sacramento.
My uncle was there and he is a physician’s assistant so he tried in vain to find a pharmacy that was open and that would make Drew’s very complicated compound. No such luck. So Heather and I drove back to Sacramento, picked up the bag that was sitting in the laundry room thisclose to the car, and then drove back to Oakland. We got back around 11:30 pm. We were both exhausted! I tried really hard to stay positive and not get super irritated, but I couldn’t help thinking, if Drew wasn’t sick, if we were any other family, we could have just gone to the store to buy diapers and bottles. Argh. It all worked out in the end though. Four hours, $30 of gas and two exhausted cousins later Drew had his medicine and we were able to enjoy the awesome BBQ on Monday.
This morning has been interesting as well. Both kids woke up early despite our best efforts to get them back to bed. Drew climbed into our bed and accidentally hit my head with his (I was half-asleep). It hurt so bad I actually started crying and I have a bump on my brow bone. Ava has been so cranky and crying for no reason that we can tell. She went down for her morning nap over an hour early. It seems like it’s going to be one of those days, so I’ve been praying Philippians 4:13 (“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.”) like its my mantra.
Here is a cute picture of Drew and his Daddy at the BBQ
10 comments:
aw, here's what i say to your crummy luck w/the forgotten bag: no es frio! i'm glad that there was lots of fun hanging out interspersed throughout though, just to balance things. you-all are so cute, i don't even mind dan and drew matching. keep rockin the positivity tip! :-)
Good thing you didn't forget the cute matching shirts!
Okay... the father and son matching T-shirts are WAY too cute. Sorry to hear about the crazy driving you had to do, but glad to hear that all the road trips were safe!
~AMY
i feel ya.
Thanks so much for the pep talk today, it really did help. I love this picture, seeing Drew's smiling face always makes me smile too and gives me hope.
Jane
www.RamonaMae.com
I feel ya sister when it rains it poors.. Love the cute shirts!! Where are yours and Ava's??
what a wonderful picture I am sorry that your weekend had so much trail in ti. I hope that today is better and that they take a long nap so you can rest a little. The picture of your boys is too cute! I love the matching shirts:)
We had a similar experience a couple of years back when we were driving to Santa Barbara...drove 90 minutes south, just to turn around and drive 90 minutes back home, just to turn around and drive those same 90 minutes south again. So frustrating! It was really hard to stay positive. There have been so many days when I have hated the medicine. All of my anger gets all rolled up and I take it all out on the medicine. Who/what else can I blame? It is illogical, but I need a scapegoat and it all comes down to the medicine. Ugh.
that's a great story. i can just hear you two having that conversation :)
drew has the best mommy who takes care of his every need-what a lucky boy!
i miss you guys-come home soon!
Aagh, what a crazy day. Don't you just "love" days like that. It sounds like you handled it very well though.
One of my favorite quotes is this:
"I know that God won't give me more than I can handle. I just wish he didn't trust me so much." ha ha
That's my mantra!
Have a super weekend.
What a crazy adventure--but way to stay positive! Drew is lucky to have a mom who loves him as much as you do!
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