Monday Schmonday

Today started off pretty early. Sharon’s mom was having back surgery at 7:30 (which coincidently got pushed to 8 once they were at the hospital) and so she spent the night here so Sharon could drive her to the hospital early this morning. The two of them were up at about a quarter to five. Since Sage’s bedroom is also the guest bedroom, Sage ended up getting woken up as well.

My job today was staying with Sage while Sharon was at the hospital waiting for the 5 hour surgery to get finished. Plus an hour in recovery before she could even see her mom, plus visiting time. All in all, Sharon was at the hospital for about 10 hours today.

I gotta tell you, I didn’t mind being a stay at home dad. After Sharon and her mom left, Sage was up for about another half hour and then she slept till 9:30. She got up and had breakfast and we played for the morning while watching Dora. She watched a tape while I showered and then we walked up to the hospital to visit with Sharon for a bit.

The walk up wasn’t great, it’s mostly uphill. Plus when we got there, someone had pulled a fire alarm and the elevators weren’t working so I got to carry Sage up six flights of stairs. That was a good time. Going home downhill (with the the added aid of the stroller from the trunk of Sharon’s car) was much better.

Afterwards, we played for a while and Sage took a nap from about 2:30 till 5:30. Whilst my daughter was snoozing away I got some laundry done, caught up on my reading and watched a movie. I’m very multi-talented. The only thing that could have made this day off better was if my wife had been home instead of at the hospital waiting to see if her mom was going to make it out of surgery ok.

Now Sage is being a pain in the butt. The only things she feels like doing tonight are the things that get her in trouble; i.e.: pulling printing paper out of the computer cabinet, drawing on things other than drawing surfaces, carrying around open glasses of water, and changing the channel in the middle of her mom’s show. Ah kids. What would we do without them?