It normally doesn't take this long to get her through a feeding cycle, however, true to form here at The Dirt Farm, Kelli and I had to run out to the backyard and, while Kelli held the flashlight in her bathrobe and houseshoes, I took a few potshots at the skunks that live under the house with the .22.
You see, last night while I was feeding Maddie, and K-Pez was getting her 2 hours of sleep, the skunks that live under the house, who normally, by the way, are pretty well behaved and don't stink up the place, decided to, well, stink up the place. I don't really know why this happens, but I suppose they, like us, are fat, dumb, and happy with their skunk family members then someone gets upset about something and you have an argument on your hands. However, in this case, when the skunks have an argument, The Dirt Farm house gets inundated with skunk stink.
This has only happened a handful of times but I had had enough! Last night, we declared a jihad on the skunks under the house. Yes, we have decided to murder the skunks under the house for the betterment of mankind.
Some people may see this as being inhumane...I mean why don't we just capture them and release them somewhere else? To those people we say, we don't care...and if you think it's a good idea to catch a skunk and "move" it to be released at another location...well, you need your head checked. The logistics of that operation are pretty tough without a tranquilizer gun...and if I had a tranquilizer gun, I wouldn't be taking an hour and a half to feed Maddie and get her back to sleep.
Check out the peapod right here....
Isn't she just a cutie pie? Jeanae, one of the nurses at the NICU, made those hats for the girls. Kelli and I think she looks like a little Aunt Jemima.
So...I bet you are wondering about Isabelle? She's decided to hang back at the NICU for a little more grow time. She was supposed to come home this Monday, BUT.....this morning she had another apnea and, when that happens, it restarts the "go-home" clock to 5 days. So, we may see Izzie at the Dirt Farm by this weekend, barring any more apnea episodes.
So that's a bummer, but it's ok. Like everything else, we will muddle through with God's grace and the help of friends and family.
Here's the little Mini-Me herself..
Isn't she just too sweet?
She's a little chunky monkey too (Karr genes are kicking in here)...she weighs in at 8 lbs, having gained 3 lbs in a month.
You know, at this rate, by the time she's 18 she will weigh 648 lbs! And by the time she turns 30, she will weigh in at 1080 lbs...over half a ton!
Good grief we've got to get a handle on this situation....pronto! Oh well, who knows, by then, we all may be that fat, and that weight may be normal. At least she'll fit right in at Wal-Mart on her Rascal, parking in the handicap spot so she doesn't get winded walking the 20 feet across the drive aisle into the store.
Oh man that's bad...but funny...at least it is on 3 hours of sleep.
Ok...I promise to blog more from here on out. This last week has been a total cluster...with Maddie coming home, K and I having NO SLEEP, no idea what to do, and no idea how to do it even if we knew what to do.
I commented to Kelli last Wednesday morning after we spent the night up at the hospital "rooming in" with absolutely no sleep whatsoever, that it's either a cruel irony or extremely bad design that new parents have this incredible responsbility to care for a frail little human being, having had almost no training, and all the while doing it with a lack of sleep and therefore diminished mental capacity. To me, it's like showing up for the first day of Driver's Education class (I guess they still have this...who knows) where on day one they hand you your license, give you the keys to a car, and put you in the middle of the pack of a NASCAR race at 220mph. It's insane....and I think that's the way people like it!
After we had Maddie home a couple of days, I went back to work for a few important meetings (those were fun!), and had people at work looking at me and my dazed and glazed eyes, and they'd kind of smile a little and enjoy the fact that another person was going through this little joyous misery that they too had to endure. No one tells you ALL the gory details, not because they don't want to, but more likely because when it happened to them, they too were operating with 2 hours of sleep and probably can't remember the mess they were in.
Oh well...with these two little monkeys, I'll take it all day and night (which is good, because that's what we're doing)
Better close....
Thanks for stopping by. Be cool, stay in school...and don't do drugs.
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1 comment:
Great Pictures of the Girls - They are getting SO BIG. Still precious as ever!
- The Beaumont's
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