On May 4th I had to go back to work. I was ready
but also not ready. My manager got me flowers and a big balloon which was very
thoughtful, he really is a great manager, very supportive and trusting, I’m
lucky to be on his team. The same day E started in the preschool classroom at
school. Big day for both of us!
Being at work is tough, the thing that gets me every time
with a stab of anxiety is when people say “oh hows the baby”. I want to be like
“well she has a brain injury and we won’t really know” but I always just say “good,
getting big”. I hate it. It literally is like being stabbed every time someone
asks, which feels like at least twice a day.
After only a few days back at work and catching up, putting
out fires, and fixing screw-ups and I was off to Beijing for a week! It was a
ridiculous trip that involved fried bees, many weird situations and people, and
a long day visiting the great wall. Scott’s mom came to help him while I was
gone which definitely helped. When he picked me up from the airport I missed
the kiddos so much that I squeezed in the backseat between their carseats for
the short ride home.
Same routine with C, medicines, stretches, sleep, eat,
stretches, eat, sleep, eat, sleep, medicine, bath, bed, eat, sleep repeat. Some
doctors’ appointments thrown in as well. Then E and I were off for my brother’s
wedding. We had already known that C would be too young to fly and Scott would
need stay back with her. It was not as hard as I had thought flying alone with
a toddler. But OMG he would not stop dancing. He wouldn’t let me eat or drink
or sit or talk. It was cute for about 30 minutes, then it was past the point of
cute. We danced from after the 1st dance around 7:30pm until about
9:30pm, nonstop which involved me needing to bend over and hold both of his
hands and bounce up and down and around.
E and I got back from the trip for the wedding and then
Scott’s dad, his girlfriend (I don’t like that term since she is more than
that), and his aunt came to visit. Of course I had to work after being on
vacation for almost a week for the wedding so I didn’t get to see them much.
Oh and C turned 2 months old and E wouldn't let her take the chair picture by herself.
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