Child decided to get up at 5:30am, (normal is about 6:45). Despite valiant efforts to get him to go to sleep, i gave in at 6:15 and tried to be as boring as humanly possible so he didn't feel the need to get up in the future. (Yeah, right, don't worry, i'm aware of the ridicousness of this). His pulse ox went off multiple times overnight, and i was pretty well ready to throw it out the window. Guess who isn't a morning person? Half of the morning cup of coffee got dumped on the carpet...
Got to his appt to get his SMO's... (2 months after being measured... insurance approval=forever)... only to find they didn't even REMOTELY fit. Re-measure, and hopefully get them in a week or two. Speech therapy=totally unorganized (which toddlers are great at catching on to...) Came home to realize i forgot to feed him for the last hour. His speech therapies are an hour different, and i always get screwed up. Go to feed him, feeding extension comes out, and he gets a bath in pediasure.
Really have nothing left to do but shake my head. if i were the stiff drink type, we'd have been there by noon!
Hope you all haven't blown away today!
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