



It was all very last minute but last night the center had an outing to "Desert Botanical Gardens" where they were having a display by some famous glass blower, I had seen an advertisement for it and had really wanted to go but it was across town, and outside, so Blythe couldn't go (being unable to sweat and all)
Well against my better judgement, I left her to take care of the baby for a few hours, and surprisingly enough I'd have to say, walking through the desert is hot and tiring, even at night, the above photo was probably my favorite display, the one below is what most of them were like
lots of tubes of glass, perhaps I'm hard to impress, I overheard an employee of the park say that throughout the park there were over 12,000 individual pieces of glass that took 5 semi's to move, and in all of the transportation and installation only 6 pieces broke, that actually is pretty impressive.


It's not a very good picture. I took it through the little plastic window of his stroller because he's sleeping and that is so rare and I didn't want to wake him up. I'm officially "that mom". When people ask, "how old is he?" I say, "13 weeks, oh I mean, 3 months." :p Christopher is growing so fast too. He's already outgrown 4 going on five outfits we brought. We bought him a cute one the other day at Target. He gets taken care of most of the day by people here at The Center which is a nice break and allows some alone and nap time for Ben and I. We have people who fight to see who gets to take care of him next and who can put him to sleep fastest. Today we had another baby come in, but Christopher was WAY cuter and more cuddly. Plus that baby was five or six months old.
Every day here feels like an eternity. People walk by and always say how fast the baby will grow up and how we'll long for the baby days again. It doesn't feel fast and I will have wished we just had the baby days...period!
Ben's hooked up to his chemo pump that he carries everywhere with him and he's started his radiation. The effects are starting to come around and it's very scary for me to watch. He gets sick and tired very easily even though he won't admit it. I'm not used to him being sick and it's frustrating having to sit back and let it happen to him since there's nothing I can do to make it better. I try and let him get enough sleep. I take care of the baby through the night so he doesn't have to (except this morning...baby was VERY fussy). Ben took his first shower with the pump and it was very frustrating for him. He's got to keep his port area dry and keep water from getting into the I.V. hook-up thingys. AND he's got to have this bag hanging from the curtain rod with his death liquid tube and try to not have that thing tangle!
It's only Day 3 of radiation treatment out of 28 and I feel that I won't make it much less Ben. It's especially difficult because I can't really hug Ben for fear of hurting him where his port is or tugging on his tubing! And we're bed cuddlers and that's hard to do now too. We both used to wake up in the middle of the night together just because we're conditioned from when I was pregnant, but now I'm up by myself and it's lonely.