Let's do a brief day by day summary before getting to the deets (in a potential future post), shall we?
Saturday: Woke up in the middle of the night to Camy gasping and breathing funny - rescue breathing treatment normalized her and all was well. Park Playdate with CoCo in the morning cut short because CoCo got hurt on the slide and we were worried he broke or sprained something. (He didn't, he's fine now). Trip to Target with Cam - we were rear-ended driving home and had to deal with the guy who hit us being a jerk, Cam had to be checked by EMS (per protocol, she was totally fine), and we had to wait for cops to help us take statements because other dude didn't have a valid license.
Sunday: Fires broke out around our city, and one of the bigger ones evacuated 4000 families from a large neighborhood in town - the neighborhood I nannied in for 8 years. My beloved nanny families were forced from their homes, along with several friends I have from those days... very scary. Tragic. Sad. Couldn't sleep that night.. stayed on the computer until 3am tracking news of the fire and relaying info to my most recent nanny-boss (who was sequestered in a hotel room with his family, without his laptop because they didn't have time to grab it in the evacuation). {This particular fire burned around 175 acres, destroyed 24 homes, and damaged 30 more. All of my friends fared well. Thank God!}
Monday: Exhausted from being up all night worrying about the fires and packing essentials by the door just in case. Spent the holiday off work at my mom's so we could tag-team the girls and I could rest a little. Still stayed glued to my phone and laptop following fire news and trying not to panic about just how close to home these devastating fires were hitting. Went home for dinner and to do laundry for the week of work ahead. Home for 20 minutes or so before WE WERE EVACUATED for a fire literally blocks away from our home. Grabbed our shit and went back to my mom's where we stayed for 3 nights. {This particular fire burned burned 300+ acres, destroyed 11 homes and damaged 8 more. Just across the street and approx. 5 blocks from our neighborhood.}
Tuesday: Called out of work on account of the fires burning just across the street from our neighborhood, but had to go in for a couple hours in the middle of the day because they were short staffed. Looked like a homeless person, and probably smelled like one too. While at work, my coworker got word that ANOTHER fire broke out in our part of town, this one burning 2 properties (though no structures) and was literally extinguished as it approached her fenceline. Panic set in once again.
Wednesday: Regular workday. Refreshing. But exhausting.
Thursday: Was supposed to be off work for the day. Was called in at 10 am to cover someone else who was going home sick. Didn't have my keys because they somehow went to work with the husband, so my sister had to drive me to work and bring me some lunch. Got to work to find some troubling things took place that morning with a coworker and had to give a statement to document what I found.. still stressed about how that whole situation will play out. Because I had to work, I was unable to take care of getting my car looked at from the accident over the weekend, getting our house cleaned up, and moving back in without Cam in tow. We managed to get most of our stuff home late that evening and spent the first night at home since Monday.
Friday: First morning back at home.. lovely to get ready in the comfort of my own bathroom, with my things, my shower with its adequate water pressure, my coffee pot. Just lovely. Was so so grateful that we even HAD a home to return to, because in our area of TX, thousands of families have not been as fortunate as we were this week. The Bastrop Complex fires have destroyed over 1000 homes. One Thousand. Homes. Gone. I can't wrap my brain around that. Anywho, I was excited to learn that we would only have 7 babies in our room that day, as opposed to 9 or 10. But was "just 7 babies" a break? No. Not when 4 of them were sent home with stomach bugs so we were literally being puked on all. day. long. and cleaning the floors and carpets and changing clothes, and soothing sick kiddos. Geez oh man. Long day.
But, I went out for drinks last night with two great friends. Came home to find an awesome gift for Cam had arrived in the mail from our playgroup. And I am home today picking up the pieces of the last week's craziness. So all is on it's way to well again, friends. And that is good news.
Holy Mother of Hellish Weeks, friends. Holy Mother.
I am beat.
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