Weekend Woes Pt. 2

Every weekend we go and get Jermahl from his dad’s house. Even after my c-section with Jude, Jesse went and picked him up and brought him to the hospital. So, the day after my surgery was no different. I woke Jesse up about 20 minutes before Jermahl was due to get out of school. I told him earlier that I wanted to go pick him up, but he was half asleep, so I figured he didn’t hear me. This irritated him that on his ‘day off’ he has to go somewhere. I told him we are also going to my friend Miranda’s house (who we’ll call Mandi from now on to avoid confusion). Mandi has been a fricking life saver! She helps me go to the bathroom, she talks to me, she gets my stupid jokes. She even likes the games and music I like. We are the two Miranda’s…peas in a pod. lol.

Well, hubby takes me to go get Jermahl after he throws his temper tantrum. We then go to Mandi’s house where she immediately starts helping with Judas and Jermahl. She and I try to stay up to watch an American Idol marathon (that she fell asleep during…and then I fell asleep after I woke her up :/). Jesse and I talked about whether or not my being ill was too much of a burden on him, and he relayed how stressed he was because of work and our house and bills and what not. That it wasn’t having to take care of me. I told him, well, if taking care of me isn’t what’s irritating him, I need him to understand that I really only ask for help when I absolutely need it.He ‘apologized’ by pretty much taking care of Jude for most of the night.

You know, until he got sleepy.

So here I am on Percoset. I took 2 this time because I thought the hubby had the baby. We bought formula for him to drink while I couldn’t nurse and everything. I woke up around 3 in the morning to Judas screaming his poor little head off. I hobbled with my cane into the next room to see Judas in his carseat and Jesse passed out on the sofa, controller in hand. Boy, I wanted to knock his block off. I told him to wake up and hand me the baby. He did. Then I asked him to go make him a bottle to which he grumbled some incoherent ‘no’ and put a blanket over his face.


Well, because I hate feeling helpless, which I am at the moment, I decided it would be a smart idea to pick Judas up (you know, that thing I’m NOT supposed to do) and carry him into the next room. I nursed him a little, then laid him beside me on the couch. I spent the next few hours waking up every hour because of Jude’s fussing. Until around 7:17am when Mandi’s son runs into the room I’m sleeping in and informs me it’s time to play X-Box Kinect.


Hellooooo, day 3.


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