Difficult Times

It has been a really hectic time for our family during the last two weeks. Melanie had her adorable baby. He is healthy and so cute. She is a good little mom and now understands seeing new mothers walking around in a stuper. Sleep, glorious sleep, is one of her great desires.

Melanie and the baby checked out of the hospital on a Monday, and I went into the hospital the next day. I have a severe kidney infection and spent four awful days in the hospital. I felt like a piece of meat on the metal table being poked and prodded over and over. One night I woke up and the bed was completely soaked. You can imangine what I first thought of. Oh, no, have I wet the bed!! When I called the nurse to investigate, remodeling from the floor above had liquid dripping through the ceiling tiles, of course landing right on me.

Melanie really needed my help ith the baby, but I haven't been any help. Luckily, sweet Natalie has been a lifesaver for Melanie and the baby. She even will take him in an overnighter session so Melanie can sleep.

I go in to St. Mark's Hospital every day for an infusion to fight the infection in my body. That is our outing for the day, and it wipes me out. (The infusion takes a lot out of me energy-wise.)
Hopefully, I will soon be some help to both Melanie and my poor husband who does all the house work, meals, and driving me to the hospital every day.

Not a fun time!! The bright spot on the horizon is, of course, little Carson. He is a darling, and we all adore him. (Maybe not so much at night.) He has gained more than a pound in two weeks. He doesn't look like a newborn, and many of the clothes he received for the shower are already too little for him. Carson was born with a full head of blond hair and Melanie likes to part it on one side and slick it down. Melanie calls that style a missionary look.

Someday soon I will have some cute pictures of Carson. I have felt really bad that I haven't helped out yet. I certainly intend to when I get better.