3/17/10 update: before it got better, it got worse. but i'll keep the details to myself and just let you know that i ended up calling dan so he would come. home. immediately.
T H A N K Y O U for your comments...as always. they truly made me feel better.
today is louie's last day with us and i am looking forward to things going back to our semi-normal home. further out on the horizon is the day it's just dan, me, hobbes, and rocco again. ;)
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so far, today has been the day from . . . . somewhere other than heaven.
debilitating cramps + power outage + louie the loose cannon = recipe for a disaster.
louie. louie. louie. he has brought out my inner screaming, stomping, door slamming, crying self.
friday wasn't so bad and everything seemed to be going relatively well until he spent yesterday afternoon in his kennel while i was at work and dan went golfing. you may ask, how can something go wrong with him in his kennel? let me tell you. in sheer angst over his separation from dan, louie took out his frustration by pushing out the tray-like base of the kennel and pulling in the corner of our bedspread. after realizing he could get it in his kennel, he chewed the coverlet open, let it rip, and distributed the stuffing inside his cage as well as throughout a fourteen inch radius outside of it. somehow, the throw blanket made it in the kennel as well, and while it survived, it wreaked of louie and poop. yeah, there was poop. the only things left unscathed were 1.) louie 2.) louie's blanket 3.) louie's chew toy. ha ha ha.
today i learned that louie will not go back to sleep after dan leaves in the morning. i had to let him out of his kennel so he would stop crying, but i couldn't go back to sleep because he requires you have at least one eye on him at all times. i also learned that dude has too much energy. he's gotta move, gotta chew, gotta investigate. the only way to burn that energy is take him on a long walk every four hours. after the power went out earlier, i made the MISTAKE of falling asleep on the couch. i woke up just in time to catch louie licking our external hard drive and nibbling on the power cord. realizing he was past due to go outside, i quickly went to the bathroom before taking him out. that was another MISTAKE. while in the bathroom, louie spotted one of the cats (who have been hiding in terrah's room the past two days) and threw a tantrum (he is actually afraid of them). i kept clapping and calling him from the bathroom until finally he came to the door, stopped and stared at me, and promptly urinated on the carpet.
further lessons:
1.) louie will walk in poop. he needs his paws wiped down before reentering the house.
2.) if i reward both louie and rocco with treats at the same time, louie will finish his in approximately one second and lunge for rocco's. a vicious battle will ensue which might lead to the destruction of the living room curtains or getting a bite at the back of my head.
3.) rocco has made me proud for his perseverance and good behavior in the face of this hilarious house guest.
4.) nap time is PRECIOUS. i will do anything, at all costs, to keep anything or anyone from interrupting louie's sweet sleep.
5.) i need to take a chill pill. dan happened to call while i recuperating from a before mentioned vicious battle, and i'm pretty sure i had the sound of resentment in my voice. you know, that "i'm beyond irritable and why do I have to be the one at home dealing with this?" voice. i feel horrible that my first instinct is to get mad at dan. why is that?
6.) in light of my own irrational and impatient reactions, i have my doubts about my ability to survive with my sanity intact spending day after day alone with a newborn and/or toddler. is this anywhere near an accurate preview of young parenthood? help!!! ha ha ha! ;-)
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