the one in which I call my kid a monster

This week has flown by in a flurry of days spent stuck on the computer, with no time outside minus what I get walking between the train and my office. Work is so busy right now, which is good for fast days, but not so good for not having your head spin. I have to work late pretty much weekly this month, including an overnight in DC, which I'm not a fan of. I guess I just wish the busyness came in shorter waves instead of whole months of it following a quiet summer.

One good thing (and I'm sure Trav agrees with this!) is that Gwen has been handling my nights away like a champ. I'm so grateful she's become a pretty adaptable kid.

Can I go on a little tangent here. I don't think I mentioned this before, but I had to call Gwen's doctor the other week because she was getting sick and out need her inhaler soon, and we had to get her a new one. Not a refill, but a whole new one because OMG the Flo.vent turned my kid into a rage induced monster. Seriously, those were the words I used with the doctor because I had to make her understand. Fists clenched so hard she would shake, primal scream forcing itself from her throat, "I don't like you, I don't like you, I don't like you" rage emanating from this little body that had no idea what to do with such levels of emotion. It was frustrating to take, hard to witness, and impossible for my mama heart to bear anymore.

And of course, there was no need too. Our doc heard me utter those words and saying that it, "simply wouldn't do" (she talks like that and I love it), immediately switched her to a new inhaler (Q.var). And while she's not exactly the same Gwen on the new inhaler, there is no more rage and it is so so so very wonderful. I can treat my child's breathing issues without turning her into something she's not!

Still feel a little guilty about how the monster word just slipped out though.

Anyway, Friday y'all. Here's too it.

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