DragonflyWing
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Argh...I don't understand why it's so hard to get someone to help me. I left a message for my family doctor (the one who is not comfortable prescribing anything besides prozac because I'm nursing) on Thursday, letting her know about the 3 month waiting list to see the psychiatrist, and how I can't find anyone else to take me. I'm pretty sure I sounded really desperate on the message, but I haven't heard from her yet. I called my insurance plan to see if there is anything they can do, and they gave me a few phone numbers of independent doctors, but they were all closed on Friday when I was calling.
Friday was a BAD day...our car broke down on Wednesday and was towed, so DH had to go to the mechanic's to pick up the car seats and a loaner vehicle, then he had to pick up some things from his mom's place and go to a meeting. I was working from home, but even though I wasn't going to be done until 5:30, he had to leave at 4 because that's the only time his sister could drive him to the mechanic. Gunnar was sleeping and Lily was happily playing on her play mat, so I told him it was ok and I should be able to finish work.
Pretty much as soon as he walked out the door, Gunnar woke up hungry and Lily started screaming. I had work that absolutely had to be done, but I had to take care of the babies so I shut down early. I was already stressed out, and I think the babies picked up on that because they would NOT calm down no matter what I did. Finally I got Gunnar to bed, but Lilja was completely melting down and was screaming like I was killing her, which woke up Gunnar and he was so scared by her screaming that he started screaming too. I had to call DH to come home early because I hadn't pumped in almost 8 hours, and I was just falling apart. After all that, I was so exhausted, but I had to get back on my laptop at 10pm to finish work. I didn't get to bed until after 1am and I was just sobbing the whole time.
Saturday was better. DH had another appointment, so I was going to be alone with the babies all day again. DH realized that I was not in any shape to do another day by myself, so he asked his sister to come help me. She came over with her husband, and her two boys, age 5 and 2. At first I was worried having so many people in the house would be more stressful, and if she had to take care of her kids she probably wouldn't be able to help me much. HOWEVER, her husband took the boys to the park and she kept Lily occupied long enough for me to pump, eat lunch, and do a load of laundry. Just that little bit helped so much, and I was so much more relaxed.
Friday was a BAD day...our car broke down on Wednesday and was towed, so DH had to go to the mechanic's to pick up the car seats and a loaner vehicle, then he had to pick up some things from his mom's place and go to a meeting. I was working from home, but even though I wasn't going to be done until 5:30, he had to leave at 4 because that's the only time his sister could drive him to the mechanic. Gunnar was sleeping and Lily was happily playing on her play mat, so I told him it was ok and I should be able to finish work.
Pretty much as soon as he walked out the door, Gunnar woke up hungry and Lily started screaming. I had work that absolutely had to be done, but I had to take care of the babies so I shut down early. I was already stressed out, and I think the babies picked up on that because they would NOT calm down no matter what I did. Finally I got Gunnar to bed, but Lilja was completely melting down and was screaming like I was killing her, which woke up Gunnar and he was so scared by her screaming that he started screaming too. I had to call DH to come home early because I hadn't pumped in almost 8 hours, and I was just falling apart. After all that, I was so exhausted, but I had to get back on my laptop at 10pm to finish work. I didn't get to bed until after 1am and I was just sobbing the whole time.
Saturday was better. DH had another appointment, so I was going to be alone with the babies all day again. DH realized that I was not in any shape to do another day by myself, so he asked his sister to come help me. She came over with her husband, and her two boys, age 5 and 2. At first I was worried having so many people in the house would be more stressful, and if she had to take care of her kids she probably wouldn't be able to help me much. HOWEVER, her husband took the boys to the park and she kept Lily occupied long enough for me to pump, eat lunch, and do a load of laundry. Just that little bit helped so much, and I was so much more relaxed.