I. am. exhausted.
The past two weeks have been really tiring. After we came home from the Compound, I came down with a cold, which quickly turned into a sinus infection, which became bronchitis and I wouldn't be surprised if I even had/have walking pneumonia. Sore throat, stuffy nose, coughing up funk, and my chest hurts... bad. I took a round of Augmentin which didn't touch anything. But Chad bought me some liquid Tylenol, the night time kind, and so far it has been a miracle drug; I've only taken it once though because obviously I don't want Sam getting any of that in his system. Chad was sweet enough to get up and feed Sam alll night Sunday night while I slept like a baby.
Today we had Sam's 6 week check-up; he weighs 10 pounds, 4 ounces and is 23 inches long; that's 90th percentile for height and 50th for weight. However, Sam was not able to escape getting sick from my cold and has a minor ear infection in his right ear. I feel so guilty and at the same time I know that it probably couldn't be helped; no amount of Germ X or hand washing or trying desperately to cover my mouth while I'm nursing could've kept him from somehow catching this bug; at least that's what I'm telling myself so that I don't feel bad. So at only 6 weeks old he's on his first round of oral Amoxicillin, bless him, thanks to Mommy. And to make matters worse, he received 4 vaccinations today, which didn't help things :( Oh well. Such is life.
So yes, I'm tired. We haven't slowed down since he was born. Birthday parties (x 2), doctor's appointments, family coming over, family spending the night, going to visit family, visitors coming... all of these things are fun, but when you have a newborn and are sleep deprived and have a 2-year-old and are sick on top of that, sometimes just a few days (or even hours) of NOTHING can be exactly what you need; which is why I should be sleeping right now. Instead I needed to just get it out. I'm tired.