so last night, joshua and i had plans to go out to deep ellum and party like it was… well, you know. see a few bands, drink a little bubbly, hang out with some cool people and let my sister and her man watch the girl. but no. i had to come down with mastitis. (that’s a breast infection for the uninitiated). so we stayed at home, watched pirates of the caribbean, and went to bed right after midnight.
and it was kind of nice. i wasn’t feeling up to going out anyway and probably wouldn’t have had as much fun as if i had felt normal. and i needed judah to nurse often to get rid of the danged infection. all i have to say is that is one excruciating infection — it hurt to even lift my arm, much less nursing judah or hitting bumps in the road on the way home from work. but the good news is that i think i’m over it, thanks to linda worzer, our lactation consultant, and all without an antibiotic! yay!!
the realization that i’m officially a parent hit me hard last night, staying home, because of a child-related issue. I have memories of new year’s eve’s with my parents at home, or at my grandmother’s house, and i have memories of being out partying it up with friends. i feel like i’ve passaged too soon into a realm i associate with people older than me — the stay-at-home-on-new-year’s-kind.
*sigh*
we watched, “Pirates” NYE as well. though there was no nursing at our house.
We watched “Pirates” on New Year’s Eve too, amid sparkling juice poured into our goblets from Bri’s new BREAKABLE teapot and many many comments on the movie froma five-year-old perspective, along with frequent interruptions of “Hello, Brianna! I love you!” in my mother-in-law’s voice via a stuffed bear she gave Bri for Christmas. And yet I woulc call it an excellent New Year’s Eve. But I actually am one of those older people.
Hey girl, it gets better, I promise. Sometimes you have to stay home a cuddle with the sick baby, and miss out on a good time, but in those times don’t forget what great times lie ahead with you and Judah. As she gets older, the experiences you share are going to expand like no tomorrow. For instance, Mikah use to be sick all of the time each time he teethed, but now we enjoy teaching him skating, bkie riding, swimming, and video games. He even has went this past year to the small amusement park and rode some rides with us. Hang in there. I know its hard. I was only seventeen when I had Mikah dude. Take care!
hey! i spent new year’s on the plane. i’m not entirely sure when the actual time change was, and though i didn’t have champagne i did have virgin airlines lemonade. while i didn’t watch pirates, i watched the shape of things, that was very good and very sad. it made me angry at rachel weisz, who is very cute usually, and feel very protective of the incomparably adorable paul rudd that i want to keep in my pocket.
it’s ok to stay at home. we’re younger than you and that’s what my lot usually does :). i believe last year at new year’s (tho granted i wasn’t 21 yet) i ate cheese with the thames, and it was a good time. but i’m sure it’s a bit different when you live in cool expo park and can go to groovy hangouts…but it sounds like your time was good too.
my main point in commenting though is that my mom knows linda worzer! yay! she is lactation consultant magico from what i here.