It's amazing what a little bit of sleep can do. I don't feel completely better than I did last night, but I've come quite a ways.
I have a better outlook on things, and I am really going to strive to be happy, as I should be. I have a wonderful husband, who is working to take care of our family. I have fantastic parents that are allowing us to live here rent free so that we can get on our feet and get established here. I have friends that love and support me, even though I hardly get to talk to any of them. And most importantly, I have a beautiful daughter that, if nothing else, completes my life. Things in my life are finally starting to fall into place, and I am really hoping that I will be able to come out of this on top of the world.
I still desperately need to find a job, because I really am going stir crazy being in this house ALL the time. And we need to get our own vehicle, and soon, so it would really be easier if I was working too. We'd be able to save money faster for sure.
So, Ava gave me the biggest scare of her life so far. Mom rocked her to sleep around 9-ish, and laid her down. About 10-ish, I heard her, so I went in and sure enough, she was awake (of course, because I was going to go to bed early...lol). I checked her and she needed changed, so I changed her, and noticed that she had spit up a little. So, I turned to grab a burp cloth, and by the time I turned back around, she had projectile vomited, and her mouth was full of it too. I hollared for Joe, turned her on her side so that she wouldn't choke, and went into freak out mode. She was pale as could be, and so I made Joe go get my mom. I stripped her and had to give her a bath, because she had vomit in her hair and her ear. She seems fine now, and we checked her temp, and she wasn't running a fever. My best guess is that she got too warm, and didn't burp after the last bit of milk she drank before she fell asleep. After her bath, I snuggled her and after about 90 minutes of her fighting it, I got her back to sleep. She's been down for about 90 minutes at this point, and I've checked on her 3 times. I have a feeling that sleep isn't going to come easy for me tonight.
But, since I've updated ya'll on my boring day, I do suppose I should go crawl in bed next to my sleeping hubby and at least try to get some sleep. I didn't sleep worth didly last night, so I hope it goes better tonight. Although with Ava's vomit episode, I kind of doubt it will, because I know ever little sound is going to wake me up all night long. So, I say good night for now.
Stay safe and be blessed my friends, until we meet again.