The Best Intentions
I truly do have the best intentions when I say I will update this more regularly. However, I didn't factor in the month of sick that has plagued us. This time it was my fault. See, I normally like to blame Jack for sickness, simply because he's in school all day and surely he's crawling in germs when he comes home. But, somehow, somewhere, I picked up the sickness from hell. When all was said and done, I had 4 diagnoses, 3 different antibiotics, an inhaler, and an antihistimine, and still to this very day, I sound like I'm going to hack up my left lung. And yes, I did share it. I shared it with Greg. I shared it with Emma. I'm such a good sharer, aren't I?
So, for two Fridays in a row, my boy has a sky high temp and a stomach ache. Completely out of no where. Last week, he was sent home from school with it (he was FINE when I sent him in). I went to go pick him up and he looked like death. The next day, he was fine. This morning, he was getting ready for school, and once again looked like death, so he didn't even make it to school this time around. The doctor said that it's just coincidence that it's happened 2 times in a week, and that it's it's own entity. Lots of rest and lots of fluids for him.
Sissy (Emma) has been coughing and congested for quite some time now. I was told a couple of weeks ago that it was a bad cold that would go away. Yeah, no. She was put on antibiotics today for a terrible sinus infection. Her bad cold went rogue, I guess.
Now, let's talk about Sara. In a month, she's gone from the chillest baby EVAR, to a crazy psycho. Especially around bed time. Bed time has really never been an issue for any of my kids. Sara included. But, all of a sudden, around her 15 month birthday, she stopped going to bed with the other two. Then she would wake up every night, screaming like she was being killed. Then she combined the two. I've tried EVERYTHING. Singing to her, rocking her, standing in her room until she falls, letting her cry it out (which always ends up with her crying so hard she chokes). However, the second she gets picked up, and held, she falls asleep. Or, if we put her in our bed, she falls right to sleep. I'm not a co-sleeping Mommy. I cannot sleep when she is in my bed. I firmly believe (my blog, my beliefs!) in everyone having their own bed. With that said, when #4 gets here, he gets dibs on MY space, MY bed. So, to say that I want this solved by the time he gets here is quite the understatement. I brought it up with the doc today, she was no help, so it looks like I'm battling this on my own. I'm tired, guys. So tired. I've cut her naps in half, I've stopped her milk, I've re-started her milk, I've given her Tylenol, because she is teething (which could be the culprit if these issues) and nothing works. Even as I'm typing this, I had to get up 3 times to lay her back down and re tuck her in, which infuriates her more (this USED to work), so now here she lays on my bed, snoring away. So, I'm lost. I'm totally, totally lost. Never in my 5+ years as a mother have I experienced anything like this. There has got to be something up. There has to be something to blame. Or maybe I'm not being firm enough. It's hard to be firm when the kid is screaming and choking, while there are two other kids trying to sleep in the same room. It's just...frustrating.
On the plus side with Sara, there has been progress with the walking. She's been taking 4-5 steps at a time with no assistance, so we are getting there. Today was a particularly good day for her in the walking department. She even walked 4-5 steps to her Daddy's open arms, and I thought he would just explode with delight.
So that is what has been going on. With my pregnancy getting into the later stages (30 weeks this coming Monday...what?!) and with a closing date looming, there is just no time for anything. Once we get settled into our new house, hopefully the updates will be a bit more regular...for about a month or so until AMB gets here and takes up any "free" time I may have.
Oh well, such is life! My life! I wouldn't change it for ANYTHING.
So, for two Fridays in a row, my boy has a sky high temp and a stomach ache. Completely out of no where. Last week, he was sent home from school with it (he was FINE when I sent him in). I went to go pick him up and he looked like death. The next day, he was fine. This morning, he was getting ready for school, and once again looked like death, so he didn't even make it to school this time around. The doctor said that it's just coincidence that it's happened 2 times in a week, and that it's it's own entity. Lots of rest and lots of fluids for him.
Sissy (Emma) has been coughing and congested for quite some time now. I was told a couple of weeks ago that it was a bad cold that would go away. Yeah, no. She was put on antibiotics today for a terrible sinus infection. Her bad cold went rogue, I guess.
Now, let's talk about Sara. In a month, she's gone from the chillest baby EVAR, to a crazy psycho. Especially around bed time. Bed time has really never been an issue for any of my kids. Sara included. But, all of a sudden, around her 15 month birthday, she stopped going to bed with the other two. Then she would wake up every night, screaming like she was being killed. Then she combined the two. I've tried EVERYTHING. Singing to her, rocking her, standing in her room until she falls, letting her cry it out (which always ends up with her crying so hard she chokes). However, the second she gets picked up, and held, she falls asleep. Or, if we put her in our bed, she falls right to sleep. I'm not a co-sleeping Mommy. I cannot sleep when she is in my bed. I firmly believe (my blog, my beliefs!) in everyone having their own bed. With that said, when #4 gets here, he gets dibs on MY space, MY bed. So, to say that I want this solved by the time he gets here is quite the understatement. I brought it up with the doc today, she was no help, so it looks like I'm battling this on my own. I'm tired, guys. So tired. I've cut her naps in half, I've stopped her milk, I've re-started her milk, I've given her Tylenol, because she is teething (which could be the culprit if these issues) and nothing works. Even as I'm typing this, I had to get up 3 times to lay her back down and re tuck her in, which infuriates her more (this USED to work), so now here she lays on my bed, snoring away. So, I'm lost. I'm totally, totally lost. Never in my 5+ years as a mother have I experienced anything like this. There has got to be something up. There has to be something to blame. Or maybe I'm not being firm enough. It's hard to be firm when the kid is screaming and choking, while there are two other kids trying to sleep in the same room. It's just...frustrating.
On the plus side with Sara, there has been progress with the walking. She's been taking 4-5 steps at a time with no assistance, so we are getting there. Today was a particularly good day for her in the walking department. She even walked 4-5 steps to her Daddy's open arms, and I thought he would just explode with delight.
So that is what has been going on. With my pregnancy getting into the later stages (30 weeks this coming Monday...what?!) and with a closing date looming, there is just no time for anything. Once we get settled into our new house, hopefully the updates will be a bit more regular...for about a month or so until AMB gets here and takes up any "free" time I may have.
Oh well, such is life! My life! I wouldn't change it for ANYTHING.
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