sunday, after a great morning, i noticed oz looking mighty miserable all of a sudden. i gave him a kiss and hugged him and WOAH, he was burning up to 103. so the past three days have been a big mess of fever, puking, diarrhea (my LEAST favorite aspect of parenting, hands down), little sleep and general ugliness. our trip to the doc yesterday yielded a double ear infection and bacterial intestinal diagnosis and a big ol' shot of antibiotic in ozzy's right thigh. thank god, because the kid was instantly better after that shot. miracle, i tell you!
so we were all REALLY looking forward to a nice big sleep last night. 1am diarrhea call, but right back to sleep. murmurings at 6am but right back to sleep. ahhhh....and then CRASH and screaming! it's 6:20 and j and i run to the boys room, thinking we'd find one if not both splayed on the floor after they managed to catapult themselves over their cribs. we entered their room to find the big shelf that holds their computer and humidifier ripped from the wall and everything on it all over the room, including all the water from the humidifier. lovely! i just thank god that it happened while they were safe in their cribs. then j goes into the kitchen to get breakfast ready and a watermelon we had on the counter decided to explode all over. ?!?!?!?!?
whatever was going to go wrong today did. thank god it's almost over.
p.s. i'm not even going to talk about abel. all i'll say is everyone who reads this, cross your fingers. hard.
p.p.s. the shot cleared up one of oz's ear, so he got a second one today which should do the job. no oral antibiotics to deal with. love it!
p.p.p.s. abel got some serious one-on-one time on sunday and yesterday afternoon when oz went to the doctor with dad. he was one psyched lil' man to have the hose all to himself. it's escalated to total obsession.
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wow. that story makes the double runny noses over here look like a pancake breakfast. (um, whatever that means, amiee). so sorry to hear about the trials, never heard of watermelon explosion, weird. glad your bday was great....here is hoping for better days. oh, abel looks like a little boy, when did that happen? :)
First off, I can't believe you used the "Day is Done" song as a title---one tough days, I always sing this song to Finn and Reid while I dress them after their bath. I grew up listening to Peter, Paul and Mary and, I swear, that's the majority of what I sing to the boys...but the lyrics to this song, in particular, are very fitting after a rough day!
That is a damn good thing that A & O were safe in their cribs and not playing under the shelf--I am sure they were totally freaked out. Why in the world did it have to wait 15 months to fall? Weird, weird, weird!
Glad to hear that Oz is on the up and up and I will not even mention anything past that, except to say that we are all crossing our fingers and toes for you!
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