Monday, June 16, 2008
It started the night of Hannah's birthday. I spent a lot of time feeling irritated that Olivia was so cranky. Was she over tired? Was she bored? Was she upset? WHAT was wrong with her? The next day I found out - - she was miserably sick. After about the 10th time of waking up that night, Andrew moved out, Olivia moved in. Here we are in the middle of the night, high fevers, watching Toy Story.
And as any good mother would do, I changed my bed into an infirmary. Throw ups, wretched coughs, ear infections, and diarrhea later, Olivia is still kicking. Last night was the first night since Wednesday that I have slept more then 2 hours. Olivia was up until midnight. Slept until 4am, then again until 10:30 this morning.
My only interruption besides the coughing-so-hard-it-makes-Olivia barf was this guy. Ian now has strep. Here is Ian today, trying to rest on the couch.
And last, but not least, is Hannah, who is well and could care less. Wish I could say that for myself.
Summer is in full swing and it is HOT. We have the keep the blinds drawn shut and the sun shades down so our AC can keep up. It's dark in the house, but I guess it's fitting since we're all just wading around in the............
I'm pushing loads of wash through the machine like there's no tomorrow, but hopefully in a day or two I'll be caught up and the babes will be feeling better. We have plans to go to the cabin again mid week, so at least we've got some thing to look forward to. Until then... wish us well...
It's not too late to get your "question and answer" in. I still have about half left to answer, so feel free to add to the madness!