It's been one of those weeks that gives motherhood a bad name. What? It's only Wednesday? Hmm... I was sure it was at least Thursday. It all started last Friday when Miles came down with a fever that stayed between 100 and 102 until Monday. Sophie started complaining about a stomach ache Sunday afternoon and on Sunday night, while Brian was at a meeting, I was reading books to the girls and Sophie was holding Miles on the bed when she got the "I'm gonna puke" look on her face so I dashed to the kitchen and made it back to their room with a bowl that caught most of it. Too bad I didn't grab the baby and take him with me - his head got puked on. Along with the bed, blanket and pillows. So Sophie and Miles were crying - both for obvious reasons, and I had to strip the bed and put new sheets/blankets/pillows on, bath Miles and change his clothes (did I mention he was fresh from the tub just before being puked on?), change Sophie's clothes (thankfully her hair escaped - she hates the smell of puke, and if it had been puked upon she would have been crying that she could smell the puke but would have refused to take a bath. Yes, that's happened before.) And let me just say that one 3 year old little girl isn't much help in situations like this. Luckily, the drama of it all only lasted about 20 minutes (seemed longer) and soon enough we were all reading books again. Which is a very good thing because Brian saw the 3 consecutive phone calls from me and assumed it was the girls calling him repeatedly (which they do). And I didn't leave a message. I will next time. The last 5 nights have been a blur and the only one in the house who has had a decent nights sleep since Friday is Nora! I finally took Miles to the doctor today because it was obvious something was wrong. He is usually such a content little guy and I've been up with him about 8 times every night and would just cry every time we put him down. I highly suspected an ear infection and was right. So now we've got some antibiotics, a few good movies and some ice cream in the freezer. Recovery - here we come!
I took the kids to the zoo the other day and on our way in Nora told me, " Mom! I just saw a girl that was about your age!" Funny Nora.
Free-spirited and wise. You have a strong passionate spirit that touches and changes all who know you. The wisdom and common sense that you have is really what guides you through life. Even so, you also have a very playful side that loves adventure and excitement.
