It's Not Quite "The Story" But It Will Have To Do

Yah, I know I haven't even finished the hell week story. I will. Someday. I haven't written the birth story, either. I promise I'll give you all the nitty, gritty details when I have time. Quit laughing, already. I will have time. Someday.

I would like, however, to update all of our loyal readers (all 3 of you) on where we're at currently.

• The grandmas have been here to help with the load. Thank goodness. Honestly, that is a one to one ratio for kids to adults and it's barely managable. 
• Emily has reflux. Prevacid was employed on day 4 and she is doing fine.
• Emily has a milk protein and soy allergy. While in the hospital, she was FUSSY and CRANKY and started vomiting (no. not spitting up and for those of you who have blessed enough to witness my children in action you know that there is no such thing as "spit up" in my house. Full on hurling from day one.) curdled milk. So, I requested the special formula for her and was told it doesn't exist. Really. It doesn't exist. By the pediatrician and NICU in the hospital. Idiots. I'll include all of the details later, but let me tell you it involved some yelling and cussing and the Nana running around Albuquerque trying to locate the nearest pharmacy to purchase our special formula before the next bottle was due (1/2 an hour's time, by the way).
• Emily has a good suck reflex. She does not have the whole suck-swallow-breathe thing down. Thus, she is now on thickened formula and is doing much better. No choking and gasping.
• She has not blown chunks since that day at the hospital. She has set a Riddle World Record of 13 consecutive days without long distance barfing. Yay, Emily.
• Addie is all jacked up by this new addition.
• She wails and yells almost constantly.
• The only word she'll use is "no". 
• Lexi has handled the whole thing pretty well, overall. 
• C-sections suck. 
• I hemorraged for 3 hours after the surgery. I saw the "fear" in the nurses eyes about 2 hours into the whole thing and started to worry myself. 
• They had to "mash" on my uterus every 20 minutes to try and get it to contract and stop bleeding during those 3 hours. My stomach is still black and blue. And hurts a lot.
• They wanted to do a blood transfusion a few days later because I'm severly anemic, but I requested not to and am taking Iron pills like candy.
• You all do know the side effects of iron, right?
• Sucks to be me. 
• When they took the tape off of my c-section incision, they took my skin with it. No, I'm not kidding. Blisters and oozing and nasty-ness ensued. 
• Again, sucks to be me.
• Until yesterday, Emily was the cryingist baby I ever did meet. I finally thickened her formula last night and we actually slept for 2 consecutive hours. 
• It was heaven.
• Allen went to CA yesterday. 
• I cried the whole day. Even though Grandma was here and did everything.
• I'd start sobbing and then the hanging skin around my belly would start jiggling and taking on a life of it's own and I would get so upset by that, I'd sob harder but that was so uncomfortable, I had to stop crying all together. 
• He has to go back in 2 weeks. 
• I have help thru all of May, though. Thank my lucky stars, right?
• Oh, yeah, my dog died while I was in the hospital. 
• Has everyone caught onto the "sucks to be Traci and Allen" theme we've got going on here?
• Emily is sleeping and Grandma has the other two for preschool and shopping. I need to shower. But, I'm going to sleep instead. 
• The end.