Weekend Bliss

Oh, wait.. I meant to write Weekend Misery.

Seeing as Rafal has the weakest immune system coming from the behind the Iron Curtain, it was no surprise we all came down with a bad case of soar throats and weak bodies. Rafal passed out after his 10th cup of tea (strawberry herbal tea from Fresh N Easy is the bomb) but I had the baby to tend to so my night was a little bit more daunting. Ava slept with my mom in her luxurious posturepedic memory foam anything else that makes this bed fancy bed because Rafal was spreading all sorts of germs in my bedroom. To top things of, it snowed in the mountains so that means Ava is couped up like a caged koala and just jumps from one person to another. (Rafie let me take a nap while he tended to Ava, much appreciated and earned points on the husband front)

Yesterday, Ava had her Dr. ordered xrays. I am skeptical of xrays as there seems to be something new each day on the telly saying how xrays cause cancer and all sorts of nonsense. So, checking her in, I asked the head honcho lady how serious is this and could I decline this xray? She said that since its for delayed walking and checking for hip dysplasia, I have to do it. Those were her exact words. Hip dysplasia. Oy Vey. Talk about something I am not even acknowledging at this point. I know there many reasons why I should have declined the rays. I should have told her pediatrician that I will work with her on my own and that it will happen when it happens. You can tell me all the adverse effects of letting that machine take an image of my baby. And that babies are different, not to worry. I know all of this. I am just going to say:

I trust Ava's Pediatrician.

I am doing the best I can.

My mom had to hold Ava down with the guard vest strapped around her. In the slight chance I could be pregnant, the tech told me to stand on the other side of the window. When I told my mom she had to hold her due to this technicality, she gave me the most horrified look. You could be what??? I mean, ya Mom... uh... I could be. I am not pregnant. Not that I know of. We aren't trying. Mainly, because I don't like that word and all the pressure it brings. If it happens, it happens. But just as a precaution, I won't be exposing my uterus to radiation. Unless it's the sun.

The xrays went well. We will know more soon. I'll keep ya posted.