Sunday, March 25, 2007

"Strep throat, massive sinus infection and pink eye"

That's what the doctor told me on Friday when I finally broke down and went in.

I thank God every day for the good health that my family has been blessed with...other than a few runny noses, we've manged to avoid all of the nasty bugs that have gone around this winter. While friends were cleaning puke (and worse) out of their toddlers beds, we stayed healthy. While friends took their children to the doctor for the 5th ear infection of winter, we stayed healthy. Several of Sams' buddies had pneumonia...we stayed healthy...until last Sunday night, when I came down with what I have been calling the plague.

I spent Sunday afternoon cooking with two of my best friends. We get together every month or so and make huge amounts of food together to freeze so that we have delicious meals in the freezer (It's lots of fun...and probably worth writing a whole blog about). After they left, I noticed that my throat was sore...figured I was tired...Monday was lousy...Tuesday I called the doctor, only to find out that he was on vacation...after talking to the covering MD I decided to wait and see what happened...Wed, it morphed into a sore throat with a miserable headache and congestion...Thursday I couldn't get out of bed because my head hurt so badly...Friday, I called the doctor again, because I woke up with my left eye sealed shut and suspected pink eye...
Antibiotics are great, I'm starting to feel a little better...but I have an idea...doctors should have the ability to prescribe housekeeping services to sick mommies...Brad has taken wonderful care of our children, but my house looks like a filthy pit. Dishes have stacked up, laundry had backed up and the entire place looks like I've been sick for a month instead of a few days. I think I'm gonna go back to bed.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Girls, girls, girls...

Moriah, Emilia and Grace....

We went to CT for an overnight last week...Grace got to spend a little time with her twin cousins who are only two weeks older than she is!

Reason #176 that I need it to feel like spring....

After enjoying temperatures in the 70's last week, we got hit with a ton of snow and a very cold and miserable weekend. We've been trapped (that's how it feels) in the house for days....This is what I found in Sams' room last night when I went to put away his laundry....I could not open the door because everything that he owns was on the floor...he emptied the toy box, bookshelf and all of his storage bins. I went downstairs and dragged him away from watching "Fireman Sam" to help me clean it up. When I asked him (in my best stern, this is not acceptable voice) "Who made this mess?" He replied with joy (and no remorse...) "I did it mommy, it was me!"

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

I love daylight savings!

It's not been perfect...we're all a little tired...but having sunlight till after 6:00 makes me feel ten years younger (16, Ha, ha, ha!). It's been a great week, today was about 70 degrees and we spent most of the day outside. Sam is in heaven...he begged to go out this morning at 6:45.....I was able to hold him off till about 7:30.

These pics are from a few days ago. I went for my first outside run with both kids. I've been running on the treadmill regularly, thought I was getting back in shape...but HOLY COW, was it hard. I figure that both kids together weigh about 60 pounds...even with my Cadillac jogger, it was really hard (did I already say that?). For half the run, Sam yelled, "I want to go to the park"...for the other half, he told me I was going too fast (I hear 12 minute miles can cause whip lash...)...the right before we got home, he passed out. Guess what he said when he woke up? "I wanna go to the park!" I still hurt.

Friday, March 2, 2007

Snow, sleet, rain and flowers!

I really shouldn't complain about the weather we've had lately. At most it's just a little inconvenient and means we can't play outside. Not life threatening or property destroying like the tornadoes in LA yesterday. Yesterday was a little warmer (in the 40's....) so we took advantage and got outside to play. Half of our yard is a sheet of ice, the other half a giant puddle. Guess which half Sam chose to play in?

Some confused crocuses? Not sure...this will be our first spring in this house. I'm really looking forward to seeing what's planted in the yard.

"That's not a cracker!"

One of my favorite things about Sam at this age is how literal he is. Last night I was sitting on the floor changing Grace. He came over and started driving a car up and down my back. All of the sudden, it was down the back of my jeans and he reached in right after it. Surprised, I said, "Hey, you leave my cracker alone!". Equally surprised, Sam stopped and then in a very serious voice said, "No mommy, it's not a cracker, it's your heiney. I'll show you a cracker!" He ran into the kitchen and came back with a box of Ritz. "See mommy, this is crackers, that (again touching my but) is your heiney, okay?"