Baby’s First Hurricane

We came through the storm just fine, we were very lucky.  The fence at the apartment complex was blown down onto the hood of the truck, but it didn’t even leave a scratch.  My parents lost about 10 trees, but nothing fell on the house, and the water in the backyard reached the porch, but didn’t get inside.  So we were lucky, very lucky compared to many others.  Our complex had power and water back the Tuesday after.  Total damage is that one of the truck tires got a gash in the sidewall, but the truck needs new tires anyway.

The storm induced chaos, before and after, really left a mark on GeekBaby though.  He developed these dark rings under his eyes, didn’t sleep well, ate constantly till he overfed and threw up…  It’s only in the last week that he’s really getting back to being himself, especially in the matter of sleeping without being snuggled up next to someone, someone preferably being mommy’s boobs.  This is a great relief.

When I get around to scrapbooking up a baby book for him, he is so getting a ‘Baby’s First Hurricane’ page.

Ike

It’s funny, but first hurricane I ever remember occurring is the same first hurricane The Husband remembers.  He had to evacuate from it, and it drove north over 1000 miles to dump seemingly endless rain on me.  I remember asking my teacher about the rain and she told me it was the remnants of Hurricane Gilbert.  We were both eight.

Ike is on his way right now.  I’m not particularly worried, a Category 3 isn’t enough to make us do more than hunker down in the apartment.  (The daredevil in me wants to drive down to Galveston to see it.)

But I do have to get two dwellings in order for the imminent storm, solo, while caring for a baby just 7 weeks old.  Solo because The Husband’s school district didn’t want to have to cancel tonight’s big football game unless they had to, so they have declined to close school today, and they might not close tomorrow.  I hope their enrollment numbers suck for the next two days.

I’ll cope, but I’ve got work to do and I can’t vouch for my internet access from, say, Saturday into next week.