John brought home a cold last week, and as of today, Ben, John, Ava and I all have it. I spent the entire day feeling like crap with three kids who felt like crap. But my mom was extremely brave and entered our House of Snot, for which we are forever grateful.
Ava seemed OK yesterday, except for a stuffy nose, but today she started acting all lethargic and wouldn’t nurse. We took her temp, and it was 100.4 degrees, so the pediatrician wanted to see her. Of course, when we got to the office she was all smiles and her temp had dropped to 99.1. Then we left and she again became sleepy, hot baby. So she had her very first dose of Tylenol tonight.
Thank God, the boys are well enough to go to school tomorrow. This is Ben’s third full week of school, and already he has a half-day. What the hell’s up with that? Plus, he gets out at the same exact time that I need to pick up John. Since their schools are a 15-minute drive apart, I have to pay extra for John to stay at preschool so I can pick up Ben from kindergarten. How do working parents do it?
Brian is working late tonight. It’s nearly 10 pm and he’s still at the office. I miss him when he works late, but what I really hate is when I start getting all paranoid, checking closets and locking the basement door. It doesn’t help that it’s pouring out and windy, and very dark – I think all the street lights burnt out or something. The screen door keeps rattling, as if someone’s trying to get it open.
So I figured, what better way to calm my nerves than to announce to the Internet that I’m home all alone and scared? Now that I know you’ve got my back, I’m going to go try to relax.
Au revoir, Monday. You sucked, but I guess that's your job.
1 comments:
Hope you're all feeling much better soon! Don't worry - you're not the only paranoid mummy out there! (Did you remember to check under the bed too...?!!!)
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