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I had to take Anya in to the sick clinic today to get her reflux prescription dosage increased since it wasn't done at her 4 month physical. The well clinic does physicals only. So here's hoping Anya doesn't get ill from all of the children in the waiting room who actually had something contagious. I think it was pretty much the dumbest thing in the world to have someone take their otherwise perfectly healthy child into a disease infested area for a reflux prescription. And then when I finally got out of there - two hours after my appointment time - the doctor had given me the exact same prescription I already had. He thought Anya was on less than she actually is so now I'm still in the same boat on her dosage but out two hours of my time and could possibly end up with a sick child. Ridiculous. The well clinic is amazing, but I am not impressed with the sick clinic in the least and will be complaining at Anya's next visit for her 6 month physical at the well clinic. Seriously, the stress of it all has me investigating adult acne treatments for all the breakouts I keep having.

I was hoping to be headed home to Tennessee this morning but chose to wait until tomorrow so that I could get this appointment taken care of, and now I just feel like it was a waste of my time. I could have been over halfway there by now. But instead I'm going to spend today packing and getting the apartment set for my absence. Ryan left this morning for a three week field op. My birthday is on Thursday, and I thought it was a pretty good excuse to take Anya and myself home rather than sit here cooped up in the apartment 24/7 moping about being alone on my birthday with little communication from Ryan. I'm looking forward to seeing everyone and getting out of this apartment for a while.

That's the one thing about being a stay-at-home mom and online student that grates after a while. I feel so trapped and isolated. I try to get out with other Marine wives from time to time, but everyone has a lot of the same issues with sharing a car or wanting to be home when their spouse is that getting a substantial amount of time with any one person to build a solid friendship with is next to impossible. So I get pretty lonely when Ryan is at work, especially on these overnight field ops that can last for weeks. Heh. I'm glad to be heading out tomorrow. But I am dreading tying to fit all of Anya's contraptions into my car. We're going to be like Sardines in there. And by we I mean myself, Anya, and Kieran. Should be interesting trying to keep a baby fed and changed, take myself to bathroom and get food, and take the dog to the bathroom all by myself on an eight hour road trip. But I have faith that I can manage. I have birthed a baby. I figure after that I can do just about anything.