I'd apologize to my readers for not posting in awhile but...you all know what it's like, so I'll just say that I didn't post in awhile and now I'll make up for it.
Preferably quickly, as who knows when Meatball will be waking up.
Today is 3 weeks from the start of The Boy's last chemo, but once again, a prolonged dosing of Neupogen prevents us from starting on time. We are checking counts again on Wednesday, so that we can be done before Yom Kippur. If we don't get admitted then, I'm not sure when we will. Maybe Friday, or maybe they'll wait until next week, depending on the counts, of course.
It's the first one during the schoolyear, and during marching season, and if we start this week, I only get Mommy for a few days, so I could REALLY use a lot of help in the way of person-power at the hospital.
We spent part of Rosh Hashanah at my aunt Marian's house. It was SUCH a good time. I like going to family gatherings because, for right now, my children are the only little ones of this generation in the country (although there are 7 others in Israel). They get lots of attention. Everyone wants to fuss over them and play with them. And I get to relax.
The food was spectacular. The company was wonderful. My children were well-behaved, although Friday night was tricky, because we arrived around Meatball's bedtime, yet we couldn't actually put him to bed, so he was unhappy, and was passed around to try to quiet him.
If I have the time, I'll try to do a "new years" post..but I don't really see that happening.
Time to feed the Meatball!
Oh, by the way, I put him on the scale today. In clothes and diaper, he is 16 pounds 10 ounces. At 2.5 months old.