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Not Cut Out For This Job
Jul. 2nd, 2011 11:53 amOkay - once again, it is clear that I was never meant to be a mother. This whole taking care of a tiny baby thing? It may be cute for a day or two, but ultimately, it's kind of a pain in the butt. Waking up at 4am to feed it, cleaning its backside and washing up after bodily functions that it's not capable of cleaning itself up after, dealing with crying for no recognizable reason, not being able to go out because something else's life depends on you being there every few hours.... not so glamorous or fun. I'm okay with the fact that I'm going to have to do it for a few weeks, but years? So not for me.
On the other hand, the world is a little more open to people bringing their tiny humans out than to people bringing their tiny kittens out and about. And, for all that it's a challenge to my sleep and my social life, the kitten is truly adorable.
She's doing remarkably well, too. She has gone from 'reluctantly sipping from the dropper' to 'chowing down on the bottle like she has never been fed before and will never be fed again,' complete with wiggling ears and tiny kitten purrs as she suckles. Instead of fighting to get enough calories into her, I have to pace her to avoid overfeeding. And she's more alert and aware of her surroundings, she's starting to figure out how to move a little, and she hasn't had any more seizures since the first night. I still have no way of knowing just how severe her brain problems will be; that's the problem with developmental delays - the delays aren't evident until the critter starts to develop - but I'm starting to cautiously believe that she's at least going to survive for us to find out the answer to that question.
Wait, what? You want to see what she looks like?
( Okay, then. Pictures, and a request, back here..... )
On the other hand, the world is a little more open to people bringing their tiny humans out than to people bringing their tiny kittens out and about. And, for all that it's a challenge to my sleep and my social life, the kitten is truly adorable.
She's doing remarkably well, too. She has gone from 'reluctantly sipping from the dropper' to 'chowing down on the bottle like she has never been fed before and will never be fed again,' complete with wiggling ears and tiny kitten purrs as she suckles. Instead of fighting to get enough calories into her, I have to pace her to avoid overfeeding. And she's more alert and aware of her surroundings, she's starting to figure out how to move a little, and she hasn't had any more seizures since the first night. I still have no way of knowing just how severe her brain problems will be; that's the problem with developmental delays - the delays aren't evident until the critter starts to develop - but I'm starting to cautiously believe that she's at least going to survive for us to find out the answer to that question.
Wait, what? You want to see what she looks like?
( Okay, then. Pictures, and a request, back here..... )
