8:45 p.m. The day before Valentines Day I got to open my gift. It wasn't wrapped but thats okay it came in a box already so I wasn't to judgmental with the fact that he didn't take the time to at least add a bow. I got a watch. Which was exactly what I wanted and exactly what I knew I was getting. I loved it. Gold and silver so it would go with everything. I slide in over my hand and onto my wrist and...wwwwwhhhhaaaatttt.....it's heavier than, well something really heavy. I can't lug around a 22 lbs baby and a 5 lbs watch. What does he think I am a body builder? I didn't expect for it to weigh as much as it did so my excitement turned into a bummer, which was not my husbands fault but the watch makers fault. Can you make a boyfriend style watch that is good quality but doesn't weigh much? Please and Thank You.
6:21 a.m. alarm clock. Why is my alarm clock set for 6:21? It's not, that's the time my daughter decided she wanted to watch the second half of The Ellen Degeneres Show and the rest of us can just suck it if we disagree. Suck her big toe that is. Ok fine! I wanted to watch the sun rise and drink my coffee which I had no creamer for and coffee that you cream with milk is not the same.
6:22 I'm going to stop with the whole am, pm thing because its exhausting. Adam greets me with a Happy Valentine's Day, I Love You! I bet you do after that doozy of an argument we got into at about 10:01 the night before. "Happy Fucking Valentines Day to you," was all I could choke up. I left off the I Love You because I wanted to show him I was still pissed. My coffee wasn't giving me enough momentum to keep the argument going so I just dropped it.
7:00 Ellie who is my actually Valentine opens her gift and loves it, of course I picked it out.
10:23 watch is returned and I leave empty handed and sad.
I am actually going to stop the whole time thing all together. It just to exhausting to have to make up times of when I think these things actually happened.
It was a gorgeous day here in Memphis TN which you won't hear me say often because quite frankly I hate it here. It's nothing compared to where we lived in Virginia and I want to go back badly. Anyways, I wanted to get Ellie (my daughter) outside to play because I always feel as though she sleeps better after some fresh air. Adam had never been down to Mud Island and after today I can see why, there is absolutely nothing down there except, well a muddy island looking out onto an even muddier river. Before heading down there we decided to grab a bite for lunch. I wanted to try someplace new since I was trying my hardest to fall in love with this city. If at least not me, my stomach will be happy.
We choose Cafe Eclectic in Midtown. Midtown is where most of the yuppies live who think there hip but really are not. It's in the heart of Memphis, almost, so that means if you drive one block in any direction your trapped on Lamar and well you don't want to be there EVER!!
Cafe Eclectic was busy and crowded. Ugh, don't you people work. Ellasyn and her date were the only chitlins in there which meant we got some looks. Some 'don't sit next to me' kind of looks. The food was good, the service was slow, and our kids wanted to crawl around on the floor the whole time. It was exhausting!! Ellasyn is at the age where she knows she can walk so sitting is not an option.
We finally made it to Mud Island and played for a bit before returning home. Then that's when the real fun began.
At 5:30 p.m. (Here I go with the time again) It started. Ellasyn took a 160 degree turn for the worst. Usually when she cries or screams we can console her by holding her or getting down on the floor and playing with her. But not this time. She was screaming and screaming and squealing and breaking our hearts because we had no idea what had happened. She hadn't fallen or been hurt in any way. She hadn't eaten anything she wasn't suppose too, so why all the uncontrollable screaming. Eventually her wales turned into shrieks which left her shaking and gasping for air and that was when we said let's go. And we did. We packed up as fast as we could and headed to the ER. Adam ran red lights, carefully, to get us there because her jerking and screaming just became worse when we placed her in the car. I had never seen her act like this before so I was sure something serious was wrong. I was scared and worried for our little angel.
When we arrived they asked us what was wrong? Adam and I just looked at each other because we had no idea. We told them when it stared but nothing happened to her so we didn't know. For me, it's the worst feeling to not know what is wrong or how to help your child. They checked us in and we began the wait.
3 hours later we receive a piece of paper that says Colic!!!! Are you kidding me?! They did an X-ray and ran a few tests and they tell us it's Colic. Sure enough she fell asleep while waiting and woke up fine. Was it worth it? YES!! We had never experienced anything like that with Ellasyn before so we had no idea what to do. It was terrifying. But after it was all said and done she is fine and will be fine. Her 1st Valentines Day was also her 1st trip to the ER and her 11 month Birthday!! She just wanted us to be aware of her presence:)
Today I am a wife, mother, and a......mother.
Keep Chasing Those Fireflies!
CJ
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