Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Home Is Where Your Bed Is

The big move is over and done and my biggest lesson has been something mothers have been told for years. If you don't take care of yourself first, the whole empire will come crumbling down.

OK, so the whole empire didn't come crumbling down, thanks mostly to family and friends, but I sure did.

Immediately after the house closings on Wednesday I came down with mastitis. You can Google it for more information but basically it's a breast infection from nursing that causes flu like symptoms.

It's evil.

I knew what it was when I started to feel it because my sister-in-law has had it twice. I called my midwife and thank the lord, she prescribed me antibiotics over the phone.

I thought if I could just get in a couple doses of medication before bed I would be golden for the move the next day.

No such luck.

The last night in our old house was spent in my sleeping bag (bed was in the truck) half shivering from the chills and half sweating from my fever.

When Thursday morning came I felt worse than the day before. But I powered through it gathering up the last little bits from our old house and tearfully saying goodbye.

On to the new house. I turned the key and woosh! the nausea overcame me. I quickly ran upstairs and christened our new toilet.

My friend Jill and my entire family showed up not long after. They cleaned and they unloaded and they brought food. But most importantly they saw to it that setting up my bed took top priority. For all of them I have infinite gratitude.

Friday I felt OK. Saturday I felt better. Sunday I felt 100%.

My little Lucy girl has been a trooper through it all. I continued to nurse her the entire time I was sick. Thankfully the two bottles that we own were packed at the bottom of some box somewhere in the mix so I didn't even have that easy-out option.

My milk started to ween with my antibiotics and it took a couple of days to get the dosage just right but she stuck with me the entire time albeit frustrated and probably pretty hungry.

William is back from Camp Nana. Brian is back at work. The house is clean. The boxes are mostly unpacked. OK, you got me. Maybe only two-thirds unpacked.

But we're here!

So far, I'm in love with the neighbors and the 'hood. As for the house? I think I fell in love with that the instance my bed was ready for my aching head.


  1. Oh, Jenny! So sorry. I've never had mastitis, but I have heard that it's horrible.

    Kudos to you for sticking it out and breastfeeding your little Lucy through it all. You are awesome!


  2. oh Jenny,what an ordeal,Lexzie had that with Jesse,how painful and what timing.Im so glad you are all better and i bet little Lucy is too.What does William think of his new digs,a little confused i might imagine.Congrats on your new home,cant wait to see it sometime,love,Nancy

  3. You are such a true example of motherhood. I don't think I could handle anything having to do with boobs and/or flu-like symptoms.

    Now that you're feeling better - pictures, Lady, pictures!

  4. Oh no! Moving is terrible when you are 100% healthy. I cannot imagine trying to do while sick. I am so sorry you had to deal with that! Good luck as you get to know your new house! I saw the picture on FB and it's beautiful!

  5. Oh you poor thing! I had mastitis 4 times with Lunden in 6 months! It is horrible, the best thing you can do is breast feed and take the drugs that you can. I would have come over to help you that is the worst pain in the world!

    Love you blogs and congrats on the new home!


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