It is almost midnight and I have just finished dusting every visible (and not-so-visible) surface in my living room. Bear's toys are neatly lined up on their appropriate shelves, her crayons are actually in the crayon bucket, and all of her Disney DVD's are in alphabetical order. Why? Because we are leaving for No-Man's-Land, PA in a few days and the dog sitter will be staying at our house while we are gone. Last time, she brought her own vacuum.
I am also awake and overwhelmed and while cleaning is usually as comforting as a root canal to me, tonight it is the one thing I have a modicum of control over.
First, Bear is sick. She has been plagued by ear infections practically since birth and she's been gulping amoxacillin for dessert again for about a week now. Last night she woke up at 2am screaming and when I touched her she felt as though she were on fire. Her temperature was 101 (Fahrenheit for all of you who now think that my child suddenly imploded) and rose to 103 by this afternoon despite Tylenol and a cool shower. The pediatrician isn't too concerned - he seems to think it's this enterovirus that is going around, causing high fevers and lethargy for up to a week in some kids - but Bear is just not herself. I'm trying not to sound like a hysterical new mom but I'm a hysterical new mom.
Secondly, we lost my mother-in-laws digital camera. I feel like crap, even though I have every intention of purchasing a replacement. Our digital camera is about 3 years old (ancient, I know) and is in desperate need of an upgrade. We borrowed hers when we went to meet our new nephew for the first time on Wednesday and by all conclusions, left the camera in the park. I'm going to hang lost signs in the park tomorrow, but really, what are the chances? It wouldn't be such a big deal if the family reunion were not this upcoming weekend. Her particular camera is discontinued, so we're bidding on ebay for the replacement, no chance of having it in time for the weekend. I'd just go to Target and pick out something else, except her sister bought the camera for her for Christmas... We haven't told her yet either, which makes me feel even more like dirt.
And last, and perhaps most difficult of all, things have been rocky between Andrew and I for the past few weeks. I'm pretty sure we're going to make it through this, but it's a sad, lonely feeling when you are constantly at odds with your best friend. It makes everything else less. Like wearing a pair of sunglasses that make even the sunniest day seem overcast and cloudy. I'm hoping this weekend away is good for us, 12 hours in a car together can really only go one of two ways.