This is my newest grand baby. This little beauty was born yesterday via C section and weighed in at a whopping 8 lbs and 8 ozs (21 inches long). Mama, daddy and baby girl are all doing fine (except that if daddy doesn’t call me soon he’s in big trouble). Thankfully, his future mother-in-law kept me abreast of everything hour by hour via text (she’s been doing that through the whole pregnancy). I am so grateful to her for that gift.
I also don’t feel that sharing this photo violates my anonymity since, let’s face it, most newborns look very much alike. Well, except that this particular girl child is more beautiful than any other baby ever born on the planet. Just sayin.
W had all four, impacted wisdom teeth removed on Friday. The hubs wrote a check for $800 which was the amount the insurance didn’t cover. See Saturday’s post if you’re wondering what I think of this. But I am glad that W is healing well and only looks a little bit like a chipmunk today. He only had to take three of the Oxycontin that was prescribed (which apparently worked very well) and then he switched to ibuprofen. Plus, those dang teeth were causing such pain in his mouth anyway, I think he would have taken them out himself if it were possible.
I’m feeling anxious today and I have no idea why but I know it’s fucking with my zen. I have this thing in the pit of my stomach that kind of rolls around and then spreads. Sometime my hands tremble and sometimes I get a headache but all the time I know it’s because I’m anxious. It’s like I’m waiting for the other shoe to fall and I didn’t even know the first had fallen. I’m very familiar with this feeling since it was my life for so many years, but I’ve been without it for so long that it’s really making me a little nuts.
Especially since I can’t figure out what’s causing the anxiety! Maybe it’s the teeth thing? The money thing? The baby thing? The play? The hubs? The all of the above thing? Who knows?
It’s that feelings issue that keeps coming up. Where I used to drink away or eat away or shop away the anxiety and could physically feel it leaving my body, now I have to work through it and figure out how to get it the hell out of here. Problem is, when I’m feeling like this, no amount of yoga or meditation will take it away.
The only thing that really works is eyeball to eyeball conversation with the hubs.
Now if I can just find the quiet time and get him to focus…