It has been a crazy week over here at Casa Martin-as I think back over everything that has occurred, I’m actually shocked that it has all transpired in the last 4-5 days.
For starters, we have been working very hard for a few years now to be in a position to buy a home and this week we finally decided to take the plunge. I was really hoping to move this summer, but I thought that we may be starting the process to late to make that happen, because I had always thought that buying a house was a very long, painstaking process. However, we decided on Sunday that we were officially ready to start the process, Wednesday we were preapproved for a mortgage, Thursday we met with our realtor and toured one house, and we have 3 houses to see next Tuesday. I’m starting to think that if we find the right home quickly, we really could be moving this summer, which makes me very excited, yet overwhelmed by the thought of moving (In full disclosure, I actually dug out our tape gun this afternoon and started packing a few things that I know we won’t need anytime soon).
In other news, Jude had his 9 month appointment on Wednesday and unfortunately I left feeling very frustrated. Jude is a little guy, and they have given me a hard time about his weight ever since he was born, and this time around the doctor feels that his weight has plateaued and she wants a weight check in one month, with possible bloodwork in the future if he hasn’t gained whatever they determine to be the right amount. I find this all very frustrating for a few reasons. First of all, babies that are nursed do not necessarily put on weight as quickly, and my doctor does not seem knowledgeable in the differences. In fact, she even said that the WHO has a growth chart for breastfed babies that is different, but that they didn’t have one at the office. Second, I asked her what I could do get him to eat more, because Jude will scream bloody murder if I try and feed him more when he is full. Her response was that there really is nothing I can do but things like putting more butter on his mashed potatoes. Having been a very small child that could eat whatever I wanted that became a college student that realized too late that I couldn’t still eat that way, I’m pretty opposed to this thinking (especially since we have never even given Jude butter!) Not to mention that Jude is currently teething AND has a stuffy nose, neither of which is making eating or nursing one of his top desires at the moment. For those of you wondering why I haven’t found a new doctor, I should explain that the practice I take Jude to has about 10 physicians, and I’m slowly taking Jude to different ones to find a doctor that is a good fit. So far, I haven’t been blown away by anyone, but maybe they are fabulous doctors after we are out of the nursing stage….
And as I mentioned above, Jude’s top front teeth are erupting, and he has been one miserable little boy this week. When his bottom teeth came in a few months ago he had a runny nose, but I do not remember him having a fever, but this time around he had a low-grade fever Tuesday night and Wednesday morning that was a full blown fever Wednesday night and Thursday, that finally broke on Friday. Today Jude still has a constant runny nose, but the fever is gone. While these past few days were miserable, I was reminded of how blessed I am that Dustin is my partner in parenthood. Dustin has way more sick time at this point than I do, and since we hope that more babies are in our future we’re trying not to use all of the sick time I still have, so Dustin stayed home with Jude on Thursday and Friday. However, to do so, he actually got up at 3:30 so that he could get to work by 5, take care of some responsibilities there, and come back home by 7:45 so that I could leave for work. Fatherhood has been so natural for Dustin, and he willingly changes diapers, gives bottles, feeds him solids, administers pain meds, take temperatures, and monitors nap times. He has never once acted like caring for Jude is only my responsibility, and I know without a doubt that Jude loves his daddy!
So that was our crazy week. I’m hoping for a slightly calmer week, but I have a feeling that life is only going to get crazier while we hunt for a home and get ready to move. It’s a good thing summer is coming!