Just a note: If you’ve called or emailed me sometime in the past week or so, or placed an order and haven’t received an invoice back yet, please know it’s not you; it’s me. lol
It seems like the past three weeks have just been terrible. Three weeks ago, we experienced Parker’s first earache & sinus infection, which gave me a week straight of sleepless three-hour nights & 10 hour workdays, doctor appointments, and sticky ”pink medicine” strewn all over the kitchen floor. Only four days after that cleared up, I found myself feeling half dead with something that felt like the flu. Unable to re-schedule anything (due to our busy schedules and the brides’ upcoming wedding dates), I never stopped shooting, which only made me worse off at the end of the day. To make up for it, after I’d get Parker & Adam out the door in the morning, I HAD to crawl back in bed and DIE for a few more hours before getting up enough energy to shoot & work a little in the afternoons. To make matters worse, by the time I had time to go to the doctor (Good Friday morning, how bad is that?!), I thought all I needed was some Amoxicillian and I’d be better in no time! Well, a viral upper respiratory infection doesn’t work that way. 
(And I’ve already had my steroid shot the LAST time I was sick like this in Feb.) “You’ll just have to wait it out.”, he said. omg.
So, I stayed completely gross and miserable for NINE days, and was almost in tears Easter Sunday – I hadn’t really played with or held Parker in days in fear he’d end up with RSV.
This past Tuesday, I woke up for the first time feeling like I didn’t need a roll of tp tied around my neck. It was finally passing. Thank you, God.
Wednesday morning, Parker was back at the doctor for his 4 month shots (late by a few weeks due to the s.i.). I kissed that baby so much that morning (we finally had a little mommy/baby time) and he handled his shots like a trooper – one little cry for each leg and that was it! I brought him to daycare right after & gave him to his favorite teacher, only for her to hand him back when she found out he’d just had his vaccines. It was only 9:15 and I was already WAY passed the point of stressed out now – Ariel & I had an entire day scheduled at the downtown office with meetings & appts. omg. It had taken packing & organizing ’til 1:00 a.m. Tuesday night & getting up at 6 a.m. Wednesday morning for me to have everything I needed to look half decent, bring 1/2 the studio to LC, and pack up a baby, so that I could have everything I’d need to be gone ’til 6 that night. ONLY to turn around and drive BACK in S-town to bring “the boy” to Mom for a surprise baby-sitting day. (Thank the good Lord she was off for spring break.)
Thursday, Parker’s at daycare & I’m in Orange shooting Racheal’s amazing bridal session. My phone kept blowing up in my back pocket halfway through the session when I finally looked down to see Tiny Steps & Adam had been calling. Parker had 102 degree fever and needed to get to the doctor ASAP. I cried. With my iphone in one hand and camera in the other, and a bride & her mother standing there for their long-awaited session, I cried. Out of guilt for not thinking to look at my phone. Guilt for not being there for my baby. And knowing I couldn’t leave, but had to keep shooting and trust God he would be okay. They tried to assure me they were doing everything they could to break it – he was stripped down and they were wiping him down with cold rags until ANYONE could get there to pick him up. I cried again.
By 7:00 Thursday night, he was in my arms & I didn’t want him out of my sight. He’s such a good baby. My mom said despite his high temp, he was smiling at all the nurses and the doctor. In ONE DAY, he’d gained five ounces to hit a whopping 17 lbs! My big boy. Thursday night was another sleepless night, which brought on a Friday of aches for me (I think the U.R.I. is making a comeback) and Parker came to work with Mommy in the morning downtown – THANK YOU ARIEL – you are THE best. Friday afternoon, we both napped at home and his fever finally subsided last night.
It’s been nuts. I feel like I can’t seem to catch a break. At THE busiest time of the year, I’m having to learn a hard lesson about FAMILY FIRST; business second. The stress & pressures on my shoulders to keep my deadlines & orders doesn’t seem to get to me TOO badly, until I blink and it’s been a week since anything’s been fulfilled. But in the end, it’s about the baby first; me second; work third. It’s a hard lesson I’m just now truly learning, after SIX fulfilling years in business, but my FIRST year as a mom.
Please bear with me, everyone, as I get back on track and get the balance of life evened out once more.
Thank you, all, for listening to my rant. 
More posts coming soon.
My big boy.
Thank you, guys, for being so great and understanding with your sick little photographer that day. 
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