Do Overs

Yesterday was one of those days when you want to stop in the middle of the whirlwind and call "do overs". It seemed at one point the more I hurried the further behind I got. Themorning started with Gracie and the bus stop. She went out to the bus with Colby and came hurrying back within a few minutes. A strange dog was in the yard. The dog wasjust scruffy enough to be threatening but soon wandered its way to the back of the property. So Gracie hurried on out and barely made it to get on the school bus. Colby went upstairs to get ready for her school day and had let the dog out into the fenced area of the backyard. It wasn't long before I heard a rukus and went out to check. The stray wandering dog had gotten in the fence by digging his way in and was now threatening our dog on her own turf. I called animal control to report the dog and was cut off short by the deputy who answered saying, "Yes, we know. It is a brindle colored bulldog. We are trying to find it now." Then I cut her off by saying, "If you will listen and let me finish I'll tell you the dog is in my fenced in backyard at the moment and can be picked up easily." By this time the dog was in the trash cans andpulling out the trash. I put out some food but it kept going back to the trash. One attempt to shoo the dog from the trash and he bristled up and lunged at me. By the time the animal control officer got to my house the dog had gotten out the same we he got in and was long gone. So, having known where the dog was they took their own sweet time to protect the neighborhood by arriving 2 hours after the report went in. So now the dog is still wandering the neighborhood. Next we went to the doctor appointment for Steven's vaccinations. His appointment was at 11:20. At 12:10 we were still waiting to be seen. I asked the receptionist how much longer was the wait to be and that I could reschedule the appointment if need be. It was about 10 minutes later that we were called back to an examination room. The nurse and doctor apologized for the wait and explained that a preemie baby had come in and had stopped breathing and they had had their hands full. Then I felt badly about complaining about waiting so long. The doctor is very impressed with is growth. She said he is off the percentile chart and she wished every baby she saw was as healthy as he is. He has grown and inch and gained one and a half pounds in the past 2 weeks! He is now 23 1/2 inches long and weighs 12lbs 11oz. She was equally impressed that he was only breastfeeding. It has been 5 weeks since his birth. He has gained a total of 3lbs and grown an inch and a half. He smiled and made noises during his exam. He was sweet and adorable and the doctor always has a fit over him. She was surprised that he had already managed to roll himself over onto his stomach (at 3 weeks people!) and could roll from side to side now. Then he got stuck with a needle and he doesn't like any of them any more. It was after 1pm when we left the doctor's office. I called Steven to give him the latest stats on our boy but he didn't give me time to speak before he was rushing through his phone call from the school telling him Gracie was sick, running a fever and needed to be picked up. He was about 2 hours away and had not been able to reach me (my cell doesn't pick up in the dr's office complex) and had called over to our 73 year old neighbor and had her pick Gracie up for us. Steven, 5 weeks old The neighbor had had surgury on her foot Friday, unknown to us (!), but went with her husband and picked Gracie up. She took Gracie to her house, put her to bed and doted on her like any grandmother would. By the time I got everyone picked up and taken home it was almost 3pm. We were all hungry, fussy and tired. We all decided it was time for a short nap and took to our beds. We slept until nearly 6pm. I don't know when the last time was that I slept like that! And how was your day?