Day +93: Everyone Out Of Sorts

When will things go back to normal?

Everyone in our house was feeling out of whack. The only explanation I could come up with was that our routines were out of whack after our week in hospital.

We had a really bad night last night. Sean woke just after midnight and refused to go back to sleep. Whereas he would have gone back to sleep after a bit of a pat and a shush, Sean was wide awake, and no amount of comforting could resettle him.

Jonathan and I took turns trying to get Sean back to sleep. 2 hours later, with Sean still awake, we made the executive decision to disconnect the water pump and brought him into our bed. Sean promptly fell asleep, and stayed asleep until 9.30am.

Poor Jonathan. He still had to get up to go to work, which meant he got barely any sleep. I on the other hand stayed in bed with Sean until he was good and ready to get up.

Sean was not in a good mood all day long. It appeared Kid Vampire's behaviour had rubbed off on Sean, as he was throwing temper tantrums like I'd not seen before. Sean would get upset very easily, over the littlest thing, and sometimes over nothing at all. If something was taken away from him just that little bit too soon, or if we left a room just that little too early, Sean would become almost inconsolable.

During these temper tantrums, Sean would scream and cry and scream some more. He would throw himself on the ground, arms flailing, legs kicking, and scream.

I thought I still had time before having to deal with the Terrible Twos temper tantrums. I was wrong. We have an advanced child.

We would have been going to my parents' place for dinner tonight, but with Mum feeling a bit under the weather, we thought it was best if we left it for another week. Instead, Jonathan and I decided to go grocery shopping. We needed food in the house and tonight was as good as any night to do our shopping.

Jonathan had a specialist podiatry appointment at Crows Nest late in the afternoon, so we went to collect him after his appointment and drove to Chatswood. It was still quite early when we got to Chatswood, so we wandered around Kmart for a bit before heading to find somewhere for dinner. We looked around the various food outlets in the food court, and then Jonathan had an awesome idea.

We went to New Shanghai for dinner. Because it was still early, just before 6pm, the dinner crowd hadn't gathered nor filled the restaurant to capacity. Because it was still early, we didn't need to take a number and wait hours for a table. Because it was still early, we were able to get a good table, order straight away, and have our food made and served to us in next to no time.

New Shanghai was awesome. Thank you, my darling husband, for taking us there for dinner.

Sean ate his dinner without fussing, happily sitting in his pram and performing to an audience. We didn't mind - as long as he ate his dinner, we were happy with that.

Over dinner, Jonathan told me the outcome of his conversation with the Family Relationship Centre (FRC). He called them earlier today and talked to one of their representatives, and told the rep his side of the story - about how he was being forced to do something that he was never consulted on and certainly never agreed to in the first place. Jonathan firmly and clearly told the FRC rep that there was no way he would attend another mediation session, and asked him what was likely to happen in the future. The FRC rep said that the Evil Witch could take us to Court to have the Consent Order changed, but that was up to the Evil Witch.

Bring it on, Evil Witch. Bring it on.

If that was what the Evil Witch wanted to do, then by all means, do it. If she wanted to change the Consent Order, and muck around with the current sleepover arrangements, then we would be happy to sign a new Consent Order to drop ALL sleepovers and see Mina on Sundays only. After all the stuffing around, Jonathan was through dealing with the crap, and any changes now would result in the end of sleepovers, hence the end of the stupid "you have to take her for an extra day over the long weekend because I need a break", hence the end of all overseas trips. We were not prepared to waste any more money on legal fees fighting a losing battle, so if the Evil Witch wanted the Consent Order changed, then she had to instigate the changes.

Why can't the Evil Witch see that what we have is good? Why would she want to create waves and make changes that would end up going against her? All for a few play sessions? Seriously???

Unbelievable. In my opinion, the Evil Witch was too stupid to think of all possible scenarios, and she was being egged on by her idiot mother, who was also too stupid to see all possible outcomes. In my opinion, the Evil Witch honestly thought that the FRC would shame Jonathan into doing whatever it was she and her idiot mother wanted him to do. And in my opinion, they thought they still had all the power to hurt and punish him, over and over again. Idiots. They hadn't bargained on locking horns with me. And I fight hard for me and mine.

Grrr... This stupidness was not helping our out-of-kilter-ness.

We bought our groceries after dinner and headed home. Sean went down without too much of a fight, but after the day we'd had, we were predicting an unsettled night. And right we were. Sean's not sleeping well again tonight. He has already made noises twice and woken once. We thought that on top of everything else, Sean was teething again, so we gave him a dose of Baby Panadol to try and get him through the night.

We are all still out of sorts from the week in hospital. I now have a headache that won't go away. I'm so over this.