YAAAAASS, this weekend heralded the start of Spring Break!!
...And my son got sick and my aunt died. Beautiful.
Yesterday started well, I got my hair cut and then I dyed it, went out to Indian buffet, hit up the thrift store, and then had dinner with Jamie and Dan. Over the course of the day it became obvious that Nathan wasn't feeling great, and by bedtime he was super cranky and didn't go down until almost quarter of nine, and was up and screaming again by 10:15. I fed him, since it had been 3 hours by that point, and he fell asleep, so Iput him back to be. He woke me screaming at 2:30, at which point I brought him into bed with us (it was just easier) and we had an incredibly restless and broken night until 9:30. He has been fussing off and on, with some periods of calm and some periods of screaming, most of the day. We've spent the day trading him off between Andy and I; I walked him for an hour while he napped, he spent happy awake time with Andy and then on his playmat with me having tummy time and sit-up practice, and then he spent a lot of time napping and nursing with me on the couch.
At this point I'm just super glad that there is a whole new season of Bob's Burgers on Netflix, because I've spent most of the day in front of the tv with the baby and my own headache. In between the bouts of fussing, he's alert and smiling when I talk to him, so even though his temp is up, I don't think we have to worry too much just yet, but I'm still super freaked out. Supposedly the average baby gets 7 colds in their first year, and Nathan is at 4.5 months and this is his first time being sick, which is pretty good, I guess, but which means THIS is his first time being sick and it's during a week where I'm home by myself and the thought of being along with the sick baby is stressing me out because I basically always assume the worst case scenario and/or the worst possible outcome. If the weather is nice, maybe we'll take a walk to my mom's house tomorrow so I have some backup, and also just to get out of the house. After the winter we've had, poor Nathan has been severely deprived of fresh air and sunshine.
And I found out this morning via Facebook (because my family is super on the ball) that my aunt died, which was in no way and by no stretch of the imagination a surprise (she'd been dealing with Stage 4 cancer for ages and was moved to hospice over a week ago), but still. I was not close to her, as I'm not close to any of my extended family anymore, but my dad (her brother) had been intending to visit her today and obviously never got the chance to, which sucks. No idea when the funeral or wake is going to be yet, but I'll probably have to go without Andy (unless the funeral is on Wednesday; the calling hours for the wake might mean we can go together) since he has work, and since my mom will obviously also be in attendance, will mean I probably have to bring the baby, as well, so that'll be... something.
All in all, my house is a mess, and this is a shitty start to what was supposed to be a chance to relax. Still, I have a whole week left, maybe me mom can come by and help me get back on my feet (cleaning-wise), and we have Game Night at Raeann's next Saturday, hanging out with Mel on Sunday, and hopefully (if Nathan naps well), a lot of craft projects I want to start. Hopefully something good can still come of this week.