Thankfully this week it wasn't Tiny - it was one of our fur babies. Our youngest, Gallifrey, has a propensity (like most goldies) to eat things that aren't, well, edible. Eatable, sure. Edible, less so. She particularly likes wood chunks fresh off the fence, small pebbles, bright pieces of plastic, and her blanket (apparently). Add the elements of puppy energy and endless optimism, and you have a perfect storm for gastric obstructions.
The little goat ate a chunk of her blanket, it got stuck in her tummy, and she couldn't keep food down. We finally decided to take her to the vet after she refused dinner one night (pretty much a sign of the impending apocalypse), and the vet confirmed our fears: she needed surgery.
They were able to get her in that day, but had to keep her overnight. We were all sorts of pathetic that night, waiting impatiently for the next morning when we could pick her up. The vet said she came through the surgery fine and was doing great in initial recovery...and then we got her home and realized that "great" was a relative term. Poor baby couldn't find a comfortable spot to lay down so she just spent hours pacing and panting and standing and looking sad. She finally collapsed and slept for a bit, but getting her to bed that night was impossible. I don't think any of us slept.
That was Saturday. She's much better today, but the weekend was rough and eye-opening. Sick babies are hard to care for when a) they can't tell you where it hurts, and b) you can't explain to them that it WILL get better. Thankfully Tiny will eventually speak English.
Other than that traumatic event, the week was a good one. We had a fun little cookie gender reveal with our small group from church and we went to a movie for the first time in AGES - the new Avengers. Our daughter is destined to be a geek now - her first movie was a Joss Whedon Marvel.
We have zero qualms about this.
Speaking of Tiny, we've hit a slightly scary point of having fewer weeks to go than we have in the bank. We're 21 weeks this week...leaving 19 til her due date! Eeep! Thank goodness for the second trimester and the energy it brings - we still have ALL THE THINGS to do.
In the mean time, here's a bumpdate!
We've loved using our baby banana's name this week - it makes it that much more real that we're going to get to meet her (an actual, tiny person) soon! So do the kicks, which I'm feeling a LOT more of these days - girl's a mover, and I'm not mad about it.
I'm definitely looking forward to this long weekend - we need both the rest it will offer and the time to finish a few things around the house. Project updates to come!
Hope y'all enjoy your Memorial Day weekends, too! Til next time!
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