Psychotomy

So, yesterday DK skipped his nap. Meaning, usually, that he’ll fall asleep around 7 or 8. Sometimes I actually have to try to keep him awake that late. Before 7 means up by 9 and wide awake until 1 :o

Well, technically, apparently he curled up with Mommy while PI was snuggled up, and took a nap for about half an hour. At 9 in the morning.

And apparently that partially counted. Because he was still up at 9. I took him upstairs once I decided he was obviously tired. He lay down, chanted nonononononono while curled up on the comforter … and passed out :o Tired.

Then he woke up about 10:30 (?) screaming and could only be soothed down by mommy. Then PI was screaming and we gave her a bath, hoping the warm water would help her stuffed up sinuses.

I went to bed about midnight afte doing a few other things (diaper laundry) and chatting with Kiir. Then about 2, more nightmares, more mommy. We swapped beds and I went to sleep in the bed with PI while Kiir went to sleep with DK.

Then about 3:30 or 4, PI started getting hungry, but I let Kiir get some more sleep and dozed with PI suckling my finger. Kiir came back over about 4:30, 5ish I took PI and went to lay down with DK. The PI got fussy and stuffy and screamy.

So I got up to take her back to Kiir, and DK almost woke up. So I just took PI downstairs and we hung out for a few hours until I left for work about 7:15 …

DK skipped his nap again today. He’s already in bed. I’m hoping to skip the nightmares part :(

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So, last night DK took me upstairs and had me reading to him in bed starting at about 8pm or so. He wasn’t quite ready to go to bed, but he was tired and he felt it was about time for bed so he led me upstairs by the hand and closed his door and brought me some books. He even snuggled in and pulled the covers up on himself. It’s obscenely cute, actually, when he does that.

Anyway, after a bit I had to go change PI’s diaper, and I commented that DK seemed like he might be ready for bed. This somehow led to a pushing match between Kiir’s parents about which one of them got to put him to bed. Grandpa won.

Now, first of all, when we put him to bed, it’s a very cooperative process. Which we take grief over, because “you need to set the limits, he needs to obey them.” But we set general guidelines and keep things flexible. Which means that when he seems to be sufficiently tired to go to bed, frequently about 11ish, I’ll take him up and we read some, maybe 10-20 minutes usually, and then we’ll turn off the light and he’ll snuggle up with my head on his chest and go to sleep in a bit.

When Dadi and Dada put him to bed last weekend, while we were at the hospital for PI’s birth, he basically passed out on their laps watching a movie around 12:30 and they transferred him to the bed. That might have been partially due to us having vanished they were giving him more slack than they might normally, I don’t know.

When grandpa took him for bed last night, he laid down with him and forcibly held DK down. Last time he was up he did that too, and the bedtime story was how mommy was sad because her grandpa had died. He didn’t get very far into the story this time before I came back in and picked DK up, b/c DK was absolutely hysterical. It wasn’t “I don’t wanna go to sleep” screaming, it was more “help!!!! DADDDDY!!!! WHERES MY DADDDDDDDYY!!!!?????” screaming. So I went in and picked him up, and he grabbed the door to push it all the way open, since I’d only opened it partway in my haste. Then, clutching the door and my neck, he turns and shouts “GET OUT!”

We went back and did bed about 30 minutes later when he had calmed down again. Took him ten minutes to stop sobbing and gasping :(

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It’s like the Japanese Tea Ceremony. but instead of tea, you pour your capri sun into a little square bowl and hten drink from that.

My son is so weird ;)

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So, Kiir had our second child, a girl, on Saturday. With DK, there were 6 or more people around during labor and delivery. Which was good, b/c she went into an emergency C and they had to put her completely under which meant they threw me out and didn’t have time to explain or anything.

But this timeit was just the two of us. The two doula-trainees we had last time, we never got around to looking up doula’s, plus they cost a lot if you don’t get the trainees. Her mom was still in atlanta, because we were slightly less pre-scheduled this time. And my parents were at the house keeping an eye on DK for us.

And it turns out? That was a BAD plan. It was OK from 7:30 when we got there until about 1ish? That would be when the epidural was wearing off/just not working right, so every contraction she was in pain …

I appear to have a character flaw. I dislike seeing my wife in pain. She eventually made me call my mom and ask her to come stay with me. Because she couldn’t deal with the contractions AND being my support. Because I’m supposed to be supporting her, an’ all, not the other way around.

Of course, by the time my mom got there, they’d redone the epidural and the pain was mostly cleared up, but it was still good to have someone there with me. Especially since then Sarah got to have the baby, too.

(then I missed my saturday pill, and was breaking down all over on Sunday oi; I may need to talk to doc about updating my scrip to something stronger or something)

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So, after various bits and bobs (including lunch where he ate his entire meal and half a basket of fries), we’re home and watching some Tigger * Pooh and Handy Manny, DK decides to go out to the kitchen for something.

Of course, this means he grabs my hand and leads me to the kitchen to get whatever it is he can’t reach. He starts pulling things out of the fridge. “You want blueberries? Strawberries? You can’t have the maple syrup” and he eventually found the tortilla shells. Cool, he likes eating tortilla shells sometimes, so I take one out of hte package and toss it back in the fridge. He gets all huffy and keeps pushing me away while he pulls out the tortillas again and hands them to me.

Now, I’m thinking “fine, we’ll leave them on the stove while you eat. They keep” but he’s back in the fridge pulling out the big bag of cheese.

“Wait, do you want a quesadilla?” and he starts hopping and dancing while handing me the cheese …

So I made him a quesadilla and he was happy for the piece he ate. Then he was done :o

Apparently I’m a short order cook, and he was spelling things out for me :o

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So, kiir was sitting at her computer and I’m reading news and such and suddenly there’s this grinding noise followed by a clatter and silence.

If DK had been up, I’d've been looking for where he was and what dish he dragged off a table or counter or something and broke. But he just went to bed :o

Turns out, apparently, the power supply on her computer (you know, the one I put in last week) seems to have fried out. I’ll need to dig the old one and the box from the trash so I can get the disc out of the drive and see if it’s the psu or if the whole board went tits up :/

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So, today whilst DK took his nap upstairs, we went out and put in the baby’s carseat so the car is ready.

Before that I took the car out and vacuumed it out (wow there were a lot of crumbs) and we ended up having to move DK’s seat over behind the driver b/c they just don’t quite fit in next to each other :/ So the backseat is taken, now. Middle seat is virtually useless oh well

Yesterday we picked up some more of hte living room, but we still haven’t worked the basement enough for me to move the rocking chair downstairs so we can set up the baby swing, but that may end up needing to happen without being ready for that switch. Because I doubt we’re getting to the basement significantly in the next week, and Kiir’s running up to her due date pretty fast now …

DK seems to be better and we went for swimming today. He was willing to stand in the shallow area, but didn’t really seem to want to DO anything. Think he’s still a little clingy and a little water-shy after being sick. No, I don’t really know why being sick made him water shy, but since then he’s screamed every time we try to put him in the bath (and will shake his head repeating no no no if you ask if he wants a bath ; he’s quite vehement on the topic). After the pool I tortured him by holding him down while I washed and rinsed his hair. While I was dressing though, he wandered back into the shower and was playing in it some, so at least he’s warming back up to the whole thing …

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so, 13 years ago I met my wife …

well, ok, 12.5, whatever

Anyway, we met and she was having trouble with her computer back at her dorm, so i offered to come over and look at it. mostly because i’m a know-it-all smartass who figured I could fix anything. Turns out that one of the case screws had it’s head stripped so it couldn’t be removed quite right. Over the next few days, I spent hours in her room working at it. Eventually I got it out using a hammer and a screwdriver. I literally chiseled the case apart around the screw and then pried it out … i might have voided the warranty, yaknow?

So, this weekend her power supply sounded like it was on it’s last legs. And yesterday it finally died off (wednesday). We picked up a new one and I was going to install it last night but didn’t get to it. Before work this morning, I figured “Hey, a power supply is like a 10 minute job, tops” and I popped open the case and removed the old one. And then the new one wouldn’t go in right. closed it up (so DK didn’t play inside the system) and went to work.

I just finished, after an hour. Got it in. All it required was a pair of pliers. There was a tab for lining up the psu or something. Only the new PSU, despite APPARENTLY being the same dimensions, seems to be an eight of an inch big. or something. So it was jamming and ending up at an angle. That’d've been my problem, ayup. Solution? I used the pliers to pry the metal so that the tab is no longer in the way. It’s screwed in and on rails, should be fine. I’m just glad it wasn’t the rails that were in the way :o

12.5 years, and I’m using the tools I have convenient to maul and abuse a case for my wife. It’s come full circle. I guess I’ll be wrenching something around in 2021 ;)

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