Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Kind of like a choose your own adventure from 5th grade Reading.

Hi. Remember me? Last week was kind of like spending a week in hell that I kept hoping would end. Harper started to decide that sleeping was totally over-rated. She just didn't want to have any part of it. It was driving me insane!

One of my favorite things to do here in the summer is going to these local family concerts. They are just these little concerts with small time performers that are almost always pretty good. There are always people I know there and it is just kind of nice to be able to get out of the house and talk to adults while listening to music. These concerts are also on the nights that Pedro plays basketball. Except basketball goes all year and the concerts are for 2 months. Are you seeing where this is going? Last Wednesday we went to the concert for a half an hour then we left so Pedro could make is game.

Pedro came hobbling in the house less than an hour later. He wrecked his ankle. Bad. I was having a hard time being sympathetic. Even more, it was downright annoying.

"Ow, ow, ouch."

"Hmmm? You got hurt again?"

"Yeah, bad! Ow, ow, ow. Probably the worst ever, ow, ouch."

"Okay. Enough with the ow stuff. I think you've said "ouch" 247 times since you walked in the door. I understand it hurts."

" I listened to you say that for 9 hours!"

"What?! When?"

"When you were in labor."


Oh Yes. Yes he did. Isn't it written somewhere that a man is never allowed to compare his pain to that of childbirth, Un-freaking-medicated!? Unless of course he has had the unique opportunity of shooting golf balls out of his pee-hole, which? Doesn't happen ever!

So today we are one week after the incident. Pedro has been to the Dr, has been referred to a Bone and Joint specialist and still has no answers except that he is in fact sporting one hell of a cankle.

Harper on the other hand is super sick. We think it is from all her floor licking. She licks every surface before she'll crawl on it. Strange, no? She gets it from Pedro. All she has is a runny/stuffy nose but it is severe. Last night I finally got her to sleep some time after 1 am. She was up probably 3 more times during the night and up for the day at 6 am. Party! I have not complained once about being tired today. Pedro? Every single time I talk to him it is about how tired he is after the "rough night". I am pretty sure he hasn't started lactating and it wasn't his boob she tried to soothe herself with all night long, but I cold be wrong. Wow, is he in my list today. It's a good thing he looks so good in his Speedo or I may have already gotten rid of him!


shoeaddict said...

Whoa, I can't believe he went there! I still wouldn't be speaking to him.

Pedro said...

God my nipples are chafed.

Ms. Mamma said...

Awwww. Come and drink some vino with me sometime, leave the Pacifier at home. Just kidding Pedro.

Pgoodness said...

NO HE DIN'T! Hope everyone is feeling better soon - those endless nights are the worst.

Pedro said...
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Christy J said...

OMG. You crack me up. I think I had the chldbirth thing thrown at me ONE time. Um... I took care of it and haven't heard about it since!!! :o)

Pedro, you have the next one and she will call it even!!! Muuaahhh!!!

Love you guys!

Rachel said...

I can't believe he went there!!! That's grounds for divorce in all 50 states, I believe!

I hope Harper is feeling better soon.

Floor licking. Hmmm. Haven't dealt with that one.

Silly Hily said...

"OH NO HE DIDN'T"=enough said.
Good thing that Speedo is big enough to hold those balls. (I crack myself up.)

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