It’s been a whirlwind month. Our tiniest little had a lip-tie revision about a month ago. I had no idea what a lip-tie was, or that it could be causing her nightly colic and distress (and we were ALL distressed).
We made the agonizing decision to have her lip tie revised (cut) at Vandy. From the very first time she nursed after we did so, I could tell it was worth the little bit of pain she was in. She never had another night of colic. She now nurses beautifully, she very rarely spits up, and there is no sign of colic, reflux, or anything of the sort. For 10 days afterwards, we had to flip her lip up and expose the wound….she did not love that, and it broke my heart, but so did her screaming crying for hours at night. Glad we are all past that now.
A few days after the surgery, the girls and I hopped on a plane to TX. We spent a week with my Sister and her family. Sorry for the quality of photos, I have misplaced (I think accidentally thrown away) my camera card!
TX wild flowers were picked in abundance. Long walks in the setting sun were taken. A chilly trip to the beach, a first-time meeting of cousins, family dinners…
Sand Castles with cousins
First time her toes have touched the ocean
How Violet spends time at the beach
Where she hung out most of the time…
Then the real reason for the trip got underway. We headed over to meet my parents who drove down from TN a week after us at my grandparent’s house. We were there to clean things out, have an estate sale, and get the property ready to be leased. I counted 27 oil sites – either already producing or currently being drilled, on a 10 mile stretch of road leading to my grandparent’s. They are in a huge oil boom there at the moment. Anyhow, after finding a 4ft snake skin in the bathroom, we opted to stay in a hotel. Yikes. (But kudos to that snake, because there was not a sign of a mouse anywhere).
It’s heartbreaking….watching the house full of things that you’ve known your whole life being ravaged by complete strangers. The amount of work the sale took was completely and utterly exhausting. I can’t even convey in words in this blog how much it took out of me. Physically + emotionally draining. We worked for 3 days trying to prepare a house that had not been lived in for almost 3 years for an Estate sale. We didn’t have a single thing priced come the start of the sale. People rushed in grabbing this and that….making piles of things that have so many memories attached to them. And just as we had thought, we were not able to get it all done in the week that my parents had allowed themselves. So there is still more work to return to do. There is an idea floating around of moving there ourselves for a while, but we’ll see. The house is so stunning….most people commented on how they had no idea there was such a beautiful house out there. It’s set off the road down a gravel drive and hidden by a mess of trees. All of the wood work inside my grandpa did himself. I can’t believe I didn’t take a single photo of the house the way it was before everyone picked it apart. But, it hasn’t changed in 30 years, so all the other photos pretty much have the same items in them!
Granny’s curlers. They occupied me for many hours as a kid – of course I brought them back with me.
I used to jump off the arm of that couch
Oh how I do love this house…excuse the mess…it’s while the sale was going on.
bar/bookcase – all hand built by paw paw.
We went through carefully choosing the things we wanted to load into a uhaul to bring home….the ones that had too many memories to place a price tag on. I inherited my first set of china and the antique cabinet to put it in. Various kitchen items…bowls and glasses I’d always used. A vintage record console…and oh it sounds so good. Boxes and boxes of things I’m slowly opening and finding homes for within my own home. Funny, I thought having these things would make me happy….but sometimes they just make me miss my grandparents so much more.
The drive home was llloonnnggg and exhausting. I did, however, learn the fine art of breastfeeding in the extended cab of a truck leaned over a carseat with my bum in the air, boobs hanging out, and a mother who scares the crap out of me when she drives. We made it home, somehow.
We’re back to normal now. The demon that had replaced my sweet little girl during our trip has given her back to me. Though she has regressed a bit from her completely night potty trained status. Sigh. All is fine so long as I wake her to go at 3am. Feed one, pee one, and jump back in bed.
We made it home in time to take the girls to the Zoo for an Easter egg hunt. Tanami LOVED it.
Then we headed over to the farm to spend Easter Sunday with my Mom. Tanami had another Easter egg hunt then, too. Now all she wants to do is look for eggs!
We’ve been busy over here, and it’s not stopping any time soon! We’re preparing for Tanami’s 3rd birthday Saturday, working to get the ball rolling on a FB page helping people with their debt (we had to set it up for our story with CBS in Atlanta), and some other major undertakings that are a bit hush hush right now. If you have a FB, head over to https://www.facebook.com/kroezendebt and “like” our page!