Loud and Proud

Babymama is a great mom, and wife. I don't often verbalize these sentiments enough.

It's been a long and crazy week for our family. While it is true Babydaddy has been reunited with his family with a car that runs, Babygirl and Babymama have probably not really enjoyed my company this week.

While still nursing my mystery viral illness, that is more bothersome that debilitating, my arrival at home Tues night, started my life back at home right in the middle of the week, or right at the start of my crazy schedule. Ya see the beginning of the week is very chill for me, with a couple of appts on Sun, followed by some good family time in the evening. Mon, no work at all, and spending most of the day with Babygirl. Tues I return back to the clinic, but Tues night I'm at home with the family.

Coming home at the start of Wed, 12AM, I was already officially "on call"status for the hospital. Wed morning I was due back at the clinic, now being away for 2 days, I was not looking fwd to the madness. To complicate things, Wed AM's I go straight to a school to see kids at school, let alone I need to be there by 8:30AM. Wed night had me at my private practice. Thurs back at the clinic, but before I get to my office, I go straight to an alternative high school to meet with teen for the first 3hrs of the day. Then Thurs night is another night at my private practice. This particular Thurs, due to lack of coverage, I had volunteered 2 weeks ago to help cover the ER to start my on call shift earlier and was officially "on call" from 8pm to 8:30AM Fri. Of course I got paged right at 8pm. So right after all my clients at my private practice, I was rushing to ER to eval a confused man. Only then to be paged again half way home that I had another eval. Needless to say, I finally got home after midnight.

Fri, fairly straight fwd day, 8hrs at the clinic, and then home to my family for the longest stretch of time I'll spend with them all week. Pretty crazy week, pretty crazy schedule, but typically manageable when I'm not stranded in NY for a couple of days.

Throughout all this, Babymama has been holding down the fort, keeping Babygirl happy, healthy and clean. Babymama has also not been feeling under the weather, as well maintaining her own work schedule, teaching schedule, lesson prep, lunch prep, feeding herself, buying groceries, washing diapers, folding laundry, etc. etc. I can't even imagine the amount of energy and patience that was required to get through this week with Babygirl, as well as coping with my absence. Throughout it all Babymama has not been vindictive, or outright frustrated with me, and truly shows what a godly woman she is, who exudes with much motherly strength. I am most thankful and appreciative of all these wonderful qualities that Babymama, and also very lucky that she is my partner and spouse in this crazy life we have together.

Away From the Fam

Usually it's the other way around, I'm left at home with Babygirl and Babymama is enjoying much needed time away. This time around, by chance, the girls managed to get whisked away and I got left in the dust. They're at home and I'm away.

Well it didn't really happen like that, but here's the story. The Family and I decided to attend a wedding in western NY. Great wknd, caught up with old friends, stayed with an old friend, and when the wknd was over we were headed home.

Not an hour into our drive, the car just died, couldn't accelerate anymore, so I tried to start the car again, and nothing. Called 911 for the first time for a disabled car that was not a true emergency, and also txt-ed the girl who got married for the cell number of someone who was also lives in the same direction as us.

Lucky enough, the folks that live near us, probably left Western NY about half hour after we did, and was able to scoop up the girls and deliver them home by night, while I stayed back for the tow truck and wait up the inevitable repair that hopefully wouldn't take more than a couple hours the next morning.

Well next morning has turned into 2 mornings, and I hoping that it doesn't turn into a 3rd.

Obviously this has been upsetting for my girls, as well as everything else that was suppose to happen this week. Luckily work is fairly flexible so I can just cancel appts, and reschedule them, but I'm ready to blow this pop stand and get on home.

I don't know what my life has become here stuck in my friend's apartment, that I'm totally thankful and comfortable in, but I miss the chaos of Babygirl, pagers going off at night, riding my bike to work rain or shine, eating PB+J, falling asleep next to Babymama, Reading Babygirl books, etc.

It's probably a blessing in disguise that I'm apart from my family while I have mystery cold/flu like symptoms. That and my car is going to be like totally refurbished and ready to roll into it's 200,000th mile of life and more.