Yesterday was our last day of Prelude. It was a great morning. Ivy and Noah had fun doing Easter craft. We had cake and I got everyone’s contact details. I am really going to miss Belinda and the group. It was such a positive experience for us but onwards and upwards they say.
Today I took Ivy to meet an Ear Nose and Throat doctor to discuss her need for grommets. He agreed wholeheartedly (thank goodness) and we are sceduled for surgery next Tuesday. Of course, Ivy is none the wiser at the moment. He also thought that perhaps Ivy needed to have a sleep study due to her sleep (or lack there of) patterns and the way she wakes.( Lucky he thought that because I’d already booked her in ;) I know as soon as our time comes for the study, she will make a liar out of David and I and sleep through the night. We’ll be none the wiser and just look like silly, over protective parents with acopia due to said child. Hopefully, she will do what she does at home and we might be able to sort things out with the no sleep wonder baby. Lord knows, we could all do with a good night’s sleep.
I know she started off in her own bed last night but have no idea when she made her way into ours. All I know is that when I woke, she was face up on my chest, arms sprawled out on either side of me, dozing. Dummy hanging halfway out of her mouth. She must have felt that she got her required number of hours to function properly but I certainly didn’t feel that way about her or about the amount of sleep I had! Will have to get David to put some photos up tonight (of prelude, not of me or Ivy in various states of sleep or lack there of).
I’m not really worried about the surgery. I’ve done this three times before with the other girls. I suppose the timing could have been better, being the day after Will’s birthday. It kind of punctuates to me how the world keeps on turning, even though a little life has gone from the earth. Always moving forwards. The weekend leading up to his birthday is so busy and the week busier still. Perhaps one day, it will all pass without my heart standing still for those five days. I hope not in a weird sort of way…maybe just get a little easier.