Getting On My Last Sciatic Nerve

The now normal routine of 2:00 am wake up call started our day a little earlier than we would have liked. I really wish those stupid teeth would just come in, but it seems like that will never happen. Poor Ollie was up for 90 minutes before he finally fell back asleep. Daddy was snoring just minutes after, but I wasn't so lucky. Heartburn kept me up until seconds before Daddy's alarm started buzzing. Will I ever sleep again?

Today was a really long day. Around 10:00, I started feeling a slight twinge in my lower right back, but I figured it would go away. Once again, I was mistaken. By the time I was on my way home, my lower right back and right leg was numb. Yea, sciatic nerve pain!

I'm not sure why I can't seem to catch a break with pregnancy issues, but I'm really needing one. I think I'm getting less sleep now than when Ollie was 2 months old and to top it off now I'm having sciatic issues. God bless it!

Since I have experience with this issue for my last pregnancy, I know the only thing that helps is lying on my right side and having Daddy pamper me. The boys were more than willing to comply to my every whim, but I have to admit I get bored with just sitting around.

When Grandma got wind of my newest problem, she rushed over to see what she could do to help. Ollie was super glad to see Grandma and she definitely was more willing and able to play than me, so this worked out great.

I have to work again tomorrow, but hopefully after a "good" night's sleep I'll be feeling better. Wish me luck.

No Labor Day

We were so lazy today that we made snails look energetic.

I was up most of the night suffering with heartburn. I'll admit I should have known better than to eat fair food yesterday, but I could not have imagined a corn dog would stay with me for 36 hours. Just about the time I dozed off around 1:45, Ollie woke up with teething pain.

Being up for 2 hours in the middle of the night was just the excuse we needed to spend 75% of the day lounging. Of course the rainy weather added to the lazy vibe, but obviously we needed a day to recuperate and relax.

Around 4:00 we were all starting to get restless. We headed out to grab a bite to eat and go to the grocery store. After much debate, we finally settled on Frisch's for Big Boys and salad bar. This was a great idea because Ollie was able to eat cottage cheese and fruit. He loved the cottage cheese so much, that he became very vocal if we didn't give it to him fast enough.

Next we were off to County Market. As usual Ollie loved the grocery store. We're not sure if it's the colorful packaging, the people, or Daddy's race car noises, but the child never stops smiling the entire time we're shopping.

After lugging and putting away groceries, it was time to kick back. Daddy was in charge of the bubbles. Usually Ollie gets excited about, but he was less than impressed by Daddy's efforts.

While we were hanging outside Grandma and Grandpa stopped by with their new camper. It was very nice, but we didn't really get too much of an opportunity to look at it because bedtime meltdown was about to start.

Even though Grandpa was anxious to get home before his bedtime meltdown, Grandma wouldn't leave without helping with Ollie's prunes and pajamas. I suppose this turned out to be a blessing because just as Grandma was getting ready to say goodnight, Ollie projectile vomited all over me, the couch, and himself. This really angered Speck, which according to Grandma turned my face gray. I yelled out the door for Daddy to come help, and I suppose I sounded panicked because both he and Grandpa came running. I had already made it to the bathroom to get Ollie's bath water running, but it was reported that Grandpa took one look at the situation and headed right back out the door.

One bath and 1/2 bottle of upholstery cleaner later we were all cleaned up and ready for bed. Poor Ollie and Grandpa missed their bedtimes, but we all learned a valuable lesson: Sometimes things come up unexpectedly.

My Fair Baby

Ollie's first sleepover with Grandma and Grandpa went off without a hitch, and he even slept all night. Daddy and I arrived at around 9:30 to pick him up, and the added bonus was breakfast. I think Grandma may have been bribing us to let him stay with her again, but hey we're never too proud to accept a free meal.

After breakfast we headed home to rest up for Ollie's first fair experience. We knew he would be overstimulated by the fair festivities so we were determined for him to have a long nap and solid meal before we walked out the door. Grandma, Grammie, and Poppy were all joining us, so once Ollie woke up, we sent out the bat signal that we'd be ready to leave shortly.

First, we headed to the petting zoo. At first Ollie was intrigued by the animals, but the rooster was exceptionally loud and every time he let out a cock-a-doodle-do Ollie would jump and start to whimper. The piglets we cute and the sheep were nice, but once again Ollie was most attracted to the goats. This is so funny because he could easily talk Grandma into any other animal, but Grandpa has banned goats from the farm forever. I guess forbidden fruit is always the most attractive.

Next, we headed to the midway to check out the rides. Once we found the carousel I knew I had to go on his first ride, even if it upset Speck. I had tears in my eyes the entire time we rode, and even though I'll blame it on the pregnancy hormones I know that had nothing to do with it. I can't believe he's big enough to ride the carousel!

Since I claimed the carousel, Daddy got to do Ollie's first pony ride. This was actually quite funny because Daddy had a hard time keeping up with the pony. Ollie loved the real pony even more than the carousel, and held on just like a pro. Of course he already had practice at Macie's birthday party, but he really is a natural. Just as the pony ride was ending, we started feeling some raindrops.

It rained for about 45 minutes which gave Ollie the opportunity to eat and have a diaper change in the fair office courtsey of Ricky Dale. It was nice to get out of the rain and regroup, but since it seemed as if the rain wasn't slowing down, we planned an escape involving Daddy fetching the car and meeting us at the gate. Just as we stepped out of the office, the sun peeked from behind the clouds and the rain stopped.

Ollie was thrilled to be able to take another spin on the carousel and pony ride. This time Daddy and I switched duties, which worked out way better. Daddy always does better with things with motors and I'm more suited to animals.


After a quick fish sandwich we were all ready to head home. Ollie passed out for 3 1/2 hours, sleeping through his dinner, oh and so did Daddy and I. He got up, ate his cereal and prunes, took a bath, and downed his bottle before heading right back to bed. The fair really wears a little guy out.

Tomorrow I'm off work, but we have many chores to tend to. Hopefully, we'll all sleep through the night.