If I had more than 10 brain cells to devote to this post it would be more coherent... but I don't and it won't be.
- Abby had PT today. Her therapist agreed we are pushing her too hard. A little concerned about her poor balance, rigid tone and lack of a defensive reflex. Ok, so what the hell have I been saying for the past few weeks. Guess I'm talking to myself.
- I am tired.
- Our physical therapist seems to think that Brian is the source of all Abby's PT gains. Sorry dear, I love you but I do 90% of the work with this one. Guess poor Yemi is just on my nerves.
- Abby has totally not been herself for a few days. Yesterday I started worrying about her brain fluid so we had to go through the checklist from the neuro-surgeon. She only had 2 out of the 5 warning signs so we're all clear.
- Both babies appear to have been bit by a spider. Abby has a welt on her leg that turned purple today. Gracie has a welt on her face to match the shiner on the other side.
- I am sick of talking to other parents with children of similar age. If I get asked "are they walking yet" and have to explain Abby's situation one more time I am going to yell.
- Did I mention I am tired.
- Work has been insane. Students who have done nothing all semester suddenly realize the course ends in less than 2 weeks and they better hurry up and make a feeble attempt to pass.
- Brian goes back to work tomorrow after having been off for 5 days straight. It sucks for him and it sucks for those of us who will now be housebound with two babies 24 hours a day.
- The Phillies officially suck.
- Like I mentioned, I am tired so I might try to finish up work, fold that load of laundry haunting me, make morning bottles, make coffee and then hit the hay. Looks like another 1am night for me. Sigh.
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