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My manny of 6 months leaves tomorrow.

Yes, I had a manny…

He was in Maisie’s life from January (4 months old) til now (10 months). It’s going to be a huge transition with him leaving (for Florida). The poor thing already knows something’s wrong and has been super clingy. The good thing is that she may start using English more. She was speaking his language mostly (Persian)… and with a perfect accent.

I loved having him around- I got to sleep in and they breakfasted together every morning after I’d bring her down. It was to the point where she preferred to eat from him (though I cooked mostly) instead of me. He liked to have long, leisurely meals that lasted about an hour. He is a huge jibber-jabber talky person and she enjoyed that.

I hope this transition goes as smoothly as it can. She really loved him.

I also hope I can pick up the slack properly. All that leisure made me soft and lazy.

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After A “Certain Age”, Babies Are Hard On The Back… Now Three People Have Their Backs Out Because of Maisie!

Last week, I was taken by ambulance from my living room to the ER.  My back spasm’d and went out.  I have L2-L4 issues and a possible herniated disc.

The ER docs immediately injected me with valium, morphine, and toradal.  I went from shrieking pain to La-la-land in a matter of moments.  They sent me home with a few prescriptions for pain management and instructions to contact my primary care doctor.

Now I am facing months of physical therapy and pain management, which I am not doing well with.  I also *HATE* pain meds. Anything that makes it hard to poop and makes one forget chunks of time is NOT ok with me.

Yeah, pain meds DO ease discomfort, but I am already an exhausted Mombie as it is. My inner control freak would rather opt for bouts on my Teeter Hang Up and visits to my chiropractor.

I need to do yoga STAT, but have to wait for an okay from my doctor.  At this moment, I am not supposed to lift her, nor bend/twist for SIX FREAKING WEEKS.

Not going to happen… impossible.  I have a 10 month old baby who is going through her ‘separation anxiety- mamamamamaaaa!!!’ stage.

Fast forward to this week:

The good news is that I am feeling much better, with occasional doses of meds-lots of inversion table time- and bed rest.  The bad news is that I had week-long family visiting from Houston, TX and one of them put THEIR BACK out picking up the baby.  They’re on their way to the airport in Chicago as I type this and I feel horrible that they are in so much pain.

Also, my ‘manny’ (yeah, had one for the last five months) ALSO put HIS back out this month from picking up my little beastie!  He is better, but has occasional issues and will be leaving some time this month for must needed rest and relaxation.

I am hoping to get my back and core back in shape so that I can handle this baby alone when the help goes. In the meantime, I have been lifting her/carrying her occasionally.

Unfortunately, she has to learn to be put down more. It’s a process…