I wrote last week about my mission to become more content in my role as mother and homemaker. Almost as soon as I decided this, my kids came down with a virus. Fevers, rashes, mouth blisters...not fun! A visit to the pediatrician brought a diagnoses of hand, foot and mouth disease. What followed was three days of no eating, no drinking, screaming fits, no sleep, round after round of advil and tylenol, and holding my 2 year old down in order to force feed him liquids. It wasn't fun.
I'm actually happy that, if we had to have this illness permeate our home, it came right after I decided to become more content. My first instinct was to get frustrated. (And believe me, it wasn't always easy to push that frustration down!) But for the most part, I managed to remember that my kids didn't feel well. They needed me. Yes I missed out on several fun mommy gatherings and a Halloween party for the kids. But the important thing was to take care of my children. To nurture them, to comfort them, to let other things fall by the wayside.
I realized that in order to do this, to put them first without being resentful, I needed to refocus my thoughts. I'm constantly telling Stephanie, my 3 year old, to be more mindful. To pay attention to her body so she doesn't run into things. To slow down and listen to what i'm telling her so that she doesn't end up in the bathroom with the dinner plate that she was supposed to be bringing to the sink. (This really happens in our house. Frequently. Her head is often in the clouds.) I needed to do the same thing. To slow down and catch myself exhibiting signs of discontent. Just the simple act of being aware of my huffs and sighs and frustrated feelings helped me to turn them around and not be as aggravated. It's amazing how really slowing down and acknowledging my feelings helped.
Happily, our family is now back to normal. The kids are almost completely healed and I'm going back to my original project of enjoying the ins and outs of everyday life. Stay tuned, next up is how i'm learning to enjoy early mornings.
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Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Easter 2013
I had plans to do a big Easter recap post yesterday, but as with most of my plans these days it didn't happen. We did have a wonderful day though. The kids, Stephanie especially, had so much fun tearing into their baskets and hunting for eggs. We went to my sister's house for Easter dinner and I ate way too much good food which, combined with the overabundance of chocolate in this house, is not helping my get healthy goals. But anyway.
During the egg hunt at my sister's house, Joseph's wheezing seemed to get worse. He has been sick on and off since February, with this latest cold lingering longer than most. His sleep had been non-existent and we were having nights reminiscent of the first 7 months of his life. (Meaning we walked him around our tiny apartment for hours on end, trying to help get comfortable.) But he acted completely fine during the day. Maybe a little whinier and clingier than normal, but still his happy self. Even the wheeze didn't concern me much, as it's something we notice every time he gets a cold and the Dr usually says it's nothing. But it was really pronounced when he came in from running around outside in the cold air, which caused a little niggle of worry in my brain. Then he had another night of no sleep, so it was off the the Dr we went yesterday morning.
Sure enough, the Dr says he has a slight case of pneumonia. I had no idea he was so sick. This boy has the opposite of a man-cold every time he gets sick. The smile never leaves his face, so it's hard to know when he really doesn't feel good. But I feel so terrible that all those nights of frustration from him not sleeping were really him unable to breathe comfortably. But the good thing is that now he has medicine and is on the mend. He slept all night long last night and knock on wood is sleeping soundly tonight too. He should be well on the road to recovery by the time we move to the new house on Saturday.
If you celebrated, I hope your Easter was full of blessings and that you had a wonderful day!
During the egg hunt at my sister's house, Joseph's wheezing seemed to get worse. He has been sick on and off since February, with this latest cold lingering longer than most. His sleep had been non-existent and we were having nights reminiscent of the first 7 months of his life. (Meaning we walked him around our tiny apartment for hours on end, trying to help get comfortable.) But he acted completely fine during the day. Maybe a little whinier and clingier than normal, but still his happy self. Even the wheeze didn't concern me much, as it's something we notice every time he gets a cold and the Dr usually says it's nothing. But it was really pronounced when he came in from running around outside in the cold air, which caused a little niggle of worry in my brain. Then he had another night of no sleep, so it was off the the Dr we went yesterday morning.
Sure enough, the Dr says he has a slight case of pneumonia. I had no idea he was so sick. This boy has the opposite of a man-cold every time he gets sick. The smile never leaves his face, so it's hard to know when he really doesn't feel good. But I feel so terrible that all those nights of frustration from him not sleeping were really him unable to breathe comfortably. But the good thing is that now he has medicine and is on the mend. He slept all night long last night and knock on wood is sleeping soundly tonight too. He should be well on the road to recovery by the time we move to the new house on Saturday.
If you celebrated, I hope your Easter was full of blessings and that you had a wonderful day!
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| Happy Easter from my loves |
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Sick Days...
We've spent the past few weeks inside battling colds, ear infections, stomach bugs and flu-like viruses. One of the four of us has been sick every day since February 18th. I'm so sick of it! I've been the latest one afflicted, just as I thought my cold had gone away. On Friday night I started to not feel good, and I woke at 2am with chills, body aches, nausea and dizziness. I went to the Dr. yesterday and he said he thinks it's the flu, although the rapid flu test came back negative. That basically means I have a virus but since it's not technically THE flu, he can't give me any medicine. Is it spring yet???
Right now I'm pretty useless around the house, and feeling so grateful that my husband has stepped up to take over the child care while I rest andfeel sorry for myself recover. Up until I got hit with this round of sickness I'd been doing my best to keep everyone busy while one or both children needed to be kept indoors to get better.
This has been tough, because both the kids and I have a tough time being cooped up, and it's always worse when you don't feel good. It gets especially rough when the kids are starting to feel better but Dan and I feel sick. (We had colds at the same time. It was not fun.) Somehow we managed to keep ourselves busy with books, puzzles, games, and crafts. I have to offer a huge thank you to everyone who gave Stephanie busy gifts for her birthday. The board games and crafts were a huge help in keeping her occupied while she didn't feel good!
One of the things that Stephanie and I decided was that we needed to bring a hint of spring into our house. She thought it would be a great idea to do some spring crafts, so I decided to let her make a giant flower.
I cut a tulip shape out of yellow paper, handed her a bottle of glue and a bag of spring-colored pom-poms and it kept her busy for at least half an hour.
She insisted that the final product get hung on the wall. I think it came out pretty cute!
What do you do with your kids on rainy, snowy or sick days when you can't leave the house? I'm always looking for fun suggestions! Also, please send healthy vibes our way...
Right now I'm pretty useless around the house, and feeling so grateful that my husband has stepped up to take over the child care while I rest and
This has been tough, because both the kids and I have a tough time being cooped up, and it's always worse when you don't feel good. It gets especially rough when the kids are starting to feel better but Dan and I feel sick. (We had colds at the same time. It was not fun.) Somehow we managed to keep ourselves busy with books, puzzles, games, and crafts. I have to offer a huge thank you to everyone who gave Stephanie busy gifts for her birthday. The board games and crafts were a huge help in keeping her occupied while she didn't feel good!
One of the things that Stephanie and I decided was that we needed to bring a hint of spring into our house. She thought it would be a great idea to do some spring crafts, so I decided to let her make a giant flower.
I cut a tulip shape out of yellow paper, handed her a bottle of glue and a bag of spring-colored pom-poms and it kept her busy for at least half an hour.
She insisted that the final product get hung on the wall. I think it came out pretty cute!
What do you do with your kids on rainy, snowy or sick days when you can't leave the house? I'm always looking for fun suggestions! Also, please send healthy vibes our way...
Thursday, December 6, 2012
Thankful Thursday, Christmas Edition: Week 2
Happy 2nd Thursday of the Christmas season! We had a bit of a rough week, but I still have so much to be thankful for.
This week my list includes:
~Our Christmas tree. I finally got my husband to put up the tree after days of
~Holiday birthdays. Both my niece and Dan celebrated a birthday this past week. Even though those days aren't necessarily related to Christmas, they always occur during the season, which gives them a little extra magic.
~Christmas movies. Stephanie was sick with a stomach bug all weekend and holiday movies were our saving grace. We watched Thomas' Christmas and the Elf on the Shelf movie over and over and over again while she rested on the couch.
~Wrapping gifts. I've been spending a little time each day getting this job done, and I love it! I brew a cup of Mocha Nescafe Memento, put Christmas carols on the radio and wrap. It's a peaceful activity, and i'm excited that I've already make a big dent in the amount I have to do.
~Holiday gatherings. We celebrated an early Christmas on Saturday with two of our best friends. It's a tough year for them (you might remember the story about how their beautiful daughter Maya died in June) and it was a bittersweet celebration. But we were happy to see them and spend quality time together.
Once again i'm linking up with Joanna at Baby Gators Den. I'd love to know what you're thankful for, so feel free to link up or comment! And check out the other great Thankful Thursday posts when you have time. Have a great week!
Monday, December 3, 2012
A Little Change of Plans
Well, I had grand plans for the blog on December. I was going to write every day, with a Christmas post related to our celebrations this season. But then poor Stephanie got sick with the stomach bug, so instead of blogging and celebrating I've been cleaning, disinfecting and cuddling with a poor sick little girl.
It started Friday afternoon when she woke up from her nap. She told me her belly hurt, and continued to say it consistently for the rest of the afternoon. Then she got sick at the dinner table, 10 minutes before I was supposed to leave the house to go out for a girls' night. (I told her she had good timing though, better then if I had just arrived and needed to turn around and go home.)
She spent the rest of the weekend alternating between seeming fine (we had company come over Saturday for a Christmas celebration and although she acted more subdued than normal you wouldn't know she had a stomach bug) and seeming very sick. Yesterday was the worst day, with her just lying on the couch dozing off and on all day. It was so sad to see.
The last time she got sick was at 12:30 this morning, and i'm crossing my fingers that that was the end of it! She seems better this morning and is asking to eat and leave the house so I'm taking that as a sign that she's on the road to recovery.
This is definitely a good lesson in Motherhood...you need to be flexible because the only certainty with kids is that things are never certain. We're still doing our best to enjoy the Christmas season and I know we'll be back on track soon. In the meantime we've been watching lots of Christmas movies and reading Christmas books to hold onto some of our Christmas spirit. And as soon as she is 100% better I'll be back reporting on how we celebrate the holiday season all month long!
It started Friday afternoon when she woke up from her nap. She told me her belly hurt, and continued to say it consistently for the rest of the afternoon. Then she got sick at the dinner table, 10 minutes before I was supposed to leave the house to go out for a girls' night. (I told her she had good timing though, better then if I had just arrived and needed to turn around and go home.)
She spent the rest of the weekend alternating between seeming fine (we had company come over Saturday for a Christmas celebration and although she acted more subdued than normal you wouldn't know she had a stomach bug) and seeming very sick. Yesterday was the worst day, with her just lying on the couch dozing off and on all day. It was so sad to see.
The last time she got sick was at 12:30 this morning, and i'm crossing my fingers that that was the end of it! She seems better this morning and is asking to eat and leave the house so I'm taking that as a sign that she's on the road to recovery.
This is definitely a good lesson in Motherhood...you need to be flexible because the only certainty with kids is that things are never certain. We're still doing our best to enjoy the Christmas season and I know we'll be back on track soon. In the meantime we've been watching lots of Christmas movies and reading Christmas books to hold onto some of our Christmas spirit. And as soon as she is 100% better I'll be back reporting on how we celebrate the holiday season all month long!
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| Joseph wants to know why his best friend won't play with him. |
Saturday, July 28, 2012
The Call Of (Motherhood) Duty
I've learned that being a Mom is all about expecting the unexpected. If you keep that in the back of your mind, you can learn to merely laugh when parenthood throws a wrench in your carefully laid plans. (And really, the only other option you have is to curl up in a ball and cry. Which doesn't really help the problem.)
The kids and I are off on a camping trip tomorrow. We're meeting my parents at a campsite about half an hour from our house. We'll be there until Wednesday afternoon. I'm leaving at 9am on Thursday to go to NYC for BlogHer12. I had everything carefully planned out. Lists written, schedules for packing, errands I needed to squeeze in. We were even going to my cousin's graduation party today, an hour away. I knew that if I could accomplish everything on my list this morning and tomorrow morning it would all get done and I wouldn't have to worry about it. Both trips would be executed without a hitch.
Then last night Stephanie seemed stuffy. When we put her to bed we noticed she was having a lot of trouble breathing out of her nose. When I went to bed at 11:30, she had already cried out for me a few times. At 1:30 I heard her again. I went in and laid with her. She was very restless, and seemed warm. I took her temp. 100.2. Gave her some motrin, laid with her for a while longer, and left her room around 3. At 4:30 I heard her again, and ended up spending the rest of the night holding her as she tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable.
At 8:30 in the morning, as she was standing in the middle of the living room, she threw up her entire cup of juice. (Sorry if you have a weak stomach. This is parenthood for you...uncensored!)
For the briefest of minutes, as I stood staring at her standing in the middle of her own puke, sobbing her heart out, thoughts of my to-do list and our plans for the day flitted through my head. Then the thoughts left, as quickly as they came.
I sprang into action, scooping up my sick child and putting her in a warm bath. I called the host of the party we were attending to explain why we wouldn't be there. I spent the rest of the day alternating between giving her lots of TLC and crossing items off my to-do list. (Thanks goodness it was a Saturday that Dan didn't have to work.) Everything got done, but most importantly I was able to give my little one the attention she deserved during her time of need.
Motherhood is a balancing act. It requires the flexibilty to alter your plans at a moments notice in order to tend to the needs of your child. It isn't always easy, and it can be extremely challenging to let go of all the other stuff that you need and want to do.
But in the end, these trips will come and go. All the hard work and planning will soon be forgotten. But years from now, as Stephanie cares for her own sick child, she will (hopefully) remember how her mother reacted when she was sick. How it seemed like nothing else in the world mattered except her needs. How she spent the day in cozy clothes, and rocking in the glider, and eating "sick" foods like saltines and chicken soup. How her mother dropped her endless lists the second she said, in her sad, plaintive voice "Mommy, I need you." I know these things are what I remember from my own childhood.
The kids and I are off on a camping trip tomorrow. We're meeting my parents at a campsite about half an hour from our house. We'll be there until Wednesday afternoon. I'm leaving at 9am on Thursday to go to NYC for BlogHer12. I had everything carefully planned out. Lists written, schedules for packing, errands I needed to squeeze in. We were even going to my cousin's graduation party today, an hour away. I knew that if I could accomplish everything on my list this morning and tomorrow morning it would all get done and I wouldn't have to worry about it. Both trips would be executed without a hitch.
Then last night Stephanie seemed stuffy. When we put her to bed we noticed she was having a lot of trouble breathing out of her nose. When I went to bed at 11:30, she had already cried out for me a few times. At 1:30 I heard her again. I went in and laid with her. She was very restless, and seemed warm. I took her temp. 100.2. Gave her some motrin, laid with her for a while longer, and left her room around 3. At 4:30 I heard her again, and ended up spending the rest of the night holding her as she tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable.
At 8:30 in the morning, as she was standing in the middle of the living room, she threw up her entire cup of juice. (Sorry if you have a weak stomach. This is parenthood for you...uncensored!)
For the briefest of minutes, as I stood staring at her standing in the middle of her own puke, sobbing her heart out, thoughts of my to-do list and our plans for the day flitted through my head. Then the thoughts left, as quickly as they came.
I sprang into action, scooping up my sick child and putting her in a warm bath. I called the host of the party we were attending to explain why we wouldn't be there. I spent the rest of the day alternating between giving her lots of TLC and crossing items off my to-do list. (Thanks goodness it was a Saturday that Dan didn't have to work.) Everything got done, but most importantly I was able to give my little one the attention she deserved during her time of need.
Motherhood is a balancing act. It requires the flexibilty to alter your plans at a moments notice in order to tend to the needs of your child. It isn't always easy, and it can be extremely challenging to let go of all the other stuff that you need and want to do.
But in the end, these trips will come and go. All the hard work and planning will soon be forgotten. But years from now, as Stephanie cares for her own sick child, she will (hopefully) remember how her mother reacted when she was sick. How it seemed like nothing else in the world mattered except her needs. How she spent the day in cozy clothes, and rocking in the glider, and eating "sick" foods like saltines and chicken soup. How her mother dropped her endless lists the second she said, in her sad, plaintive voice "Mommy, I need you." I know these things are what I remember from my own childhood.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Minor Illnesses
I don't think there's been a time since Joseph was born that all four of us have been 100% healthy. Stephanie came down with a cold when the little guy was just days old. We had to send her off with my parents to keep him healthy, and luckily it worked. We didn't think to send Dan away too, and so he came down with her cold/virus about a week later. He recovered quickly, but Stephanie's chose to linger. She seemed to cough all night long for two months, and her runny nose never left.
Right after Christmas, while we were in New York, both kids came down with colds. They were snuffling, sneezing, coughing messes. Stephanie's cleared up quickly, Joseph's cough is still hanging around. Luckily neither cold was terrible, and was nothing more than a minor nuisance. (The biggest complaint I had was that the cold threw a wrench in Joseph's attempts to sleep through the night. He still gets stuffed up, and then can't breathe, so he spits out his pacifier, which wakes him up. We go through this cycle every hour on the hour, from about 1am on.)
On Sunday, Stephanie woke up, I went to get her, and she promptly threw up all over the place. I stripped the bed, threw her in the tub, and put clean jammies on her. I went into the kitchen to get her some water, and she wandered in after me, and threw up again. Thus began an entire day of getting sick, cleaning it up, cuddling, and watching TV. She felt much better on Monday, but developed some kind of cough, and a slight fever. Then, last night I came down with the stomach bug too. Today i'm exhausted, and have body aches and chills. We seem to have caught some bizarre virus.
I'm happy that it's nothing too major, and seems to leave quickly, and just irritates and annoys for the time it hangs around. That's how it's been all fall and winter so far, and I am truly thankful that none of us have gotten anything major. I'll take colds and viruses like we've had, if it means we can recover and get back to normal in a day or two. (My poor friend was in the hospital for three days with her baby girl...I felt so horrible for her.) In the meantime, until i'm healthy again, we're just taking things slow, and hanging around the house. Sometimes I think things like this happen to remind us that it's ok to have days where the dishes pile up, toys stay strewn on the floor, we wear sweats all day (or jammies, in Joseph's case) and take time to nurture ourselves back to health. Here's hoping that tomorrow we all wake up feeling like ourselves again!
Right after Christmas, while we were in New York, both kids came down with colds. They were snuffling, sneezing, coughing messes. Stephanie's cleared up quickly, Joseph's cough is still hanging around. Luckily neither cold was terrible, and was nothing more than a minor nuisance. (The biggest complaint I had was that the cold threw a wrench in Joseph's attempts to sleep through the night. He still gets stuffed up, and then can't breathe, so he spits out his pacifier, which wakes him up. We go through this cycle every hour on the hour, from about 1am on.)
On Sunday, Stephanie woke up, I went to get her, and she promptly threw up all over the place. I stripped the bed, threw her in the tub, and put clean jammies on her. I went into the kitchen to get her some water, and she wandered in after me, and threw up again. Thus began an entire day of getting sick, cleaning it up, cuddling, and watching TV. She felt much better on Monday, but developed some kind of cough, and a slight fever. Then, last night I came down with the stomach bug too. Today i'm exhausted, and have body aches and chills. We seem to have caught some bizarre virus.
I'm happy that it's nothing too major, and seems to leave quickly, and just irritates and annoys for the time it hangs around. That's how it's been all fall and winter so far, and I am truly thankful that none of us have gotten anything major. I'll take colds and viruses like we've had, if it means we can recover and get back to normal in a day or two. (My poor friend was in the hospital for three days with her baby girl...I felt so horrible for her.) In the meantime, until i'm healthy again, we're just taking things slow, and hanging around the house. Sometimes I think things like this happen to remind us that it's ok to have days where the dishes pile up, toys stay strewn on the floor, we wear sweats all day (or jammies, in Joseph's case) and take time to nurture ourselves back to health. Here's hoping that tomorrow we all wake up feeling like ourselves again!
Friday, October 21, 2011
Life With Two Children...so far
I'd love to say that life with two children is just as easy as life with one, and that Joseph's arrival has fit seamlessly into our life. However, that's not entirely true. It also isn't true that life with two is more difficult. The truth is, we really don't KNOW what life is like with two children because we haven't had the chance to truly experience it.
We brought Joseph home from the hospital on Saturday. Stephanie didn't get home until 6, and went to bed at 7. On Sunday, we had friends visiting, which kept us all distracted. On Monday, my Dad ("Grumpy" to Stephanie) spent the morning with her while Dan and I took Joseph to the Dr. That night, Stephanie came down with a cold and fever, so on Tuesday we sent her to stay with my parents in order to keep the germs from Joseph. She stayed there until Thursday afternoon.
As much as I hated to send her away, I knew it was the best thing to do for little Joseph, who really shouldn't get sick at such a young age. My emotions were all over the place, and making the decision to send her to my mom's caused a lot of hysterical crying. But she was THRILLED to be going back to her Nana and Grumpy's house, and was actually able to get a lot of rest and TLC. At our house, things were really peaceful. Taking care of one newborn was a piece of cake, since we have a lot of "been there, done that" feelings. Dan and I each even took one morning to sleep late! Unheard of when you have two children at home.
Last night Stephanie came home. Major tantrums occurred, but I really couldn't blame her. She has had no time to adjust to her new lifestyle, and is confused about why she's sometimes home and sometimes at Nana's. Plus, there's this new little person living in her house. (She loves Baby Joseph though...she asks for him when he's not in the room, and gets concerned when he cries.) She slept awful last night, and therefore so did we. Joseph slept like a champ for the first half of the night. Then when Stephanie finally settled down, Joseph was awake. Needless to say, exhaustion has set in for this family.
Today we took both children to the Dr. It turns out that Stephanie has an ear infection, which explains the not sleeping thing. She still has her cold, too, so we need to continually keep her away from her precious baby, and we're washing our hands constantly. With the withered, dried skin to prove it. Yet, despite the fact that she's sick, and we're all exhausted...today was a good day. We all went to the Dr, then Dan and Stephanie took a nap. Joseph and I cuddled and bonded during that time, and when Stephanie woke up she and I ran some errands. The evening was semi smooth, with only a few meltdowns on Stephanie's part. (Due mostly to exhaustion, since she was up all night.) Right now both kids are sleeping soundly, and although Joseph will be woken up soon to eat, i'm hopeful that the night will be peaceful and we can all catch some zzz's. And once Stephanie is better, we can really work on life as a family of four!
We brought Joseph home from the hospital on Saturday. Stephanie didn't get home until 6, and went to bed at 7. On Sunday, we had friends visiting, which kept us all distracted. On Monday, my Dad ("Grumpy" to Stephanie) spent the morning with her while Dan and I took Joseph to the Dr. That night, Stephanie came down with a cold and fever, so on Tuesday we sent her to stay with my parents in order to keep the germs from Joseph. She stayed there until Thursday afternoon.
As much as I hated to send her away, I knew it was the best thing to do for little Joseph, who really shouldn't get sick at such a young age. My emotions were all over the place, and making the decision to send her to my mom's caused a lot of hysterical crying. But she was THRILLED to be going back to her Nana and Grumpy's house, and was actually able to get a lot of rest and TLC. At our house, things were really peaceful. Taking care of one newborn was a piece of cake, since we have a lot of "been there, done that" feelings. Dan and I each even took one morning to sleep late! Unheard of when you have two children at home.
Last night Stephanie came home. Major tantrums occurred, but I really couldn't blame her. She has had no time to adjust to her new lifestyle, and is confused about why she's sometimes home and sometimes at Nana's. Plus, there's this new little person living in her house. (She loves Baby Joseph though...she asks for him when he's not in the room, and gets concerned when he cries.) She slept awful last night, and therefore so did we. Joseph slept like a champ for the first half of the night. Then when Stephanie finally settled down, Joseph was awake. Needless to say, exhaustion has set in for this family.
Today we took both children to the Dr. It turns out that Stephanie has an ear infection, which explains the not sleeping thing. She still has her cold, too, so we need to continually keep her away from her precious baby, and we're washing our hands constantly. With the withered, dried skin to prove it. Yet, despite the fact that she's sick, and we're all exhausted...today was a good day. We all went to the Dr, then Dan and Stephanie took a nap. Joseph and I cuddled and bonded during that time, and when Stephanie woke up she and I ran some errands. The evening was semi smooth, with only a few meltdowns on Stephanie's part. (Due mostly to exhaustion, since she was up all night.) Right now both kids are sleeping soundly, and although Joseph will be woken up soon to eat, i'm hopeful that the night will be peaceful and we can all catch some zzz's. And once Stephanie is better, we can really work on life as a family of four!
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Sickish toddler, but with a silver lining
Yesterday my little one woke up from her nap burning up. She was cranky, clingy, and whiny. She gobbled up a snack, did some coloring, but refused to play on her own or have anything to drink. I took her temp, and sure enough, it was 100.4. Not terribly high, so I held off on the tylenol, but still high enough to make her pretty miserable.
There really is nothing more sad/pathetic than a sick little kid. They have no idea why they feel so icky, they can't completely communicate how they feel, and they just have no idea what to do with themselves. Luckily, we had just gotten a new Baby Einstein DVD from the library, so she sat on my lap for the entire 30 minute show, cuddling and rocking in the glider. This is the silver lining, people. My active toddler never sits still, never wants to cuddle, and is always on the go. Obviously I hated that she didn't feel good, but I relished all of that rare cuddle time. Then, when her Daddy came home from work (he returned from Ohio Monday night, so we hadn't really seen too much of him yet) she just wanted Mommy. I have to say, that also felt nice. To know that she needs my comfort when she doesn't feel well is such a great feeling. Makes me feel like i'm doing something right.
Dan was awesome and cooked dinner for us (it only require boiling some whole grain pasta and heating up pre-made sauce, but still), and she actually ate more than I expected. I was still having trouble getting liquids in her, which alwyas makes me nervou. She even refused her milk, and as soon as she finished eating she begged to go to bed. I put her in her jammies, finally gave her some tylenol, and let her go to sleep. I checked on her an hour or so later, and the fever had broken, thank goodness. Then at 3 in the morning she woke up calling for water, and proceeded to down an entire sippy cup of it. I gave her another dose of tylenol, since she was burning up again, and then we rocked for a little while. I just love those times, when it's quiet and peaceful, and she just melts into me, with her head on my shoulder. I wish she would do that when she was healhty!
Luckily she seems so much better today. I have no idea what this was, either a quick moving virus, or somehow related to this intense heat wave we've been having. Either way, i'm happy to report that she's definitely on the road to recovery.
There really is nothing more sad/pathetic than a sick little kid. They have no idea why they feel so icky, they can't completely communicate how they feel, and they just have no idea what to do with themselves. Luckily, we had just gotten a new Baby Einstein DVD from the library, so she sat on my lap for the entire 30 minute show, cuddling and rocking in the glider. This is the silver lining, people. My active toddler never sits still, never wants to cuddle, and is always on the go. Obviously I hated that she didn't feel good, but I relished all of that rare cuddle time. Then, when her Daddy came home from work (he returned from Ohio Monday night, so we hadn't really seen too much of him yet) she just wanted Mommy. I have to say, that also felt nice. To know that she needs my comfort when she doesn't feel well is such a great feeling. Makes me feel like i'm doing something right.
Dan was awesome and cooked dinner for us (it only require boiling some whole grain pasta and heating up pre-made sauce, but still), and she actually ate more than I expected. I was still having trouble getting liquids in her, which alwyas makes me nervou. She even refused her milk, and as soon as she finished eating she begged to go to bed. I put her in her jammies, finally gave her some tylenol, and let her go to sleep. I checked on her an hour or so later, and the fever had broken, thank goodness. Then at 3 in the morning she woke up calling for water, and proceeded to down an entire sippy cup of it. I gave her another dose of tylenol, since she was burning up again, and then we rocked for a little while. I just love those times, when it's quiet and peaceful, and she just melts into me, with her head on my shoulder. I wish she would do that when she was healhty!
Luckily she seems so much better today. I have no idea what this was, either a quick moving virus, or somehow related to this intense heat wave we've been having. Either way, i'm happy to report that she's definitely on the road to recovery.
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