Originally Posted by Jörð
It's so cute I could just die. That's it. I love you.
I want 10 more just like him.
It's moments like these that make it ALL worth it.
We had a really rough night with Eli.
When he woke up yesterday, I thought we were on the road to recovery... his fever seemed to be almost gone, and he told me his ears didn't hurt, and his cough hasn't been that bad at all... he ate some grapes and was at least walking around here playing with toys instead of just wanting to rock.
So - of course! - as soon as I send Daddy an hour away with the van and his carseat, he wakes up from his nap with a raging fever again and soooo miserable. Aaaagh!
So I call the "Primetime Pediatrics" here in town and they said we had to be signed in by 4:30 to be seen on New Year's Day.
...I haven't showered, brushed my hair, my teeth - anything. I throw myself together, change his diaper, put on his slippers, our coats, etc. - all the while trying to carry/hold this miserable 2-year-old on my 9 months pregnant
belly... hook up our spare carseat, completely illegally and unsafely I'm sure, in the front
of my husband's old-ass Bronco, because there is NO WAY that I could have physically maneuvered it into the back and actually gotten Eli strapped into it with all of my huge pregnant-ness right now.
We cruise into the dr. office just in time to make the cut-off for sign-in, and as soon as I walk in the door, the nurse tells me "just so you know, the wait is 3 to 3 1/2 hours
Well, there was no way I was going to hang out in the waiting room with all of those other sick people for THAT LONG, especially when I hadn't given Eli any Tylenol or anything because I wanted them to have an accurate
picture of what was going on with him. So I decided we would try to get through until this morning, when I could get him in to see his regular doctor.
All he wanted to do when we got home was sleep. We had trouble getting him to eat or drink anything - not even a popscicle, which usually he is soooo excited to have! I had to alternate the Tylenol and Motrin for awhile, just to keep him somewhat happy... but he has been SUPER clingy, and of course HAD to sleep with us last night - which was just a joke. I don't think dh or I got very much sleep at all.
So we've got Eli in bed with us... wanting a drink... needing some medicine... wanting to rock... wanting to switch sides of mom... wanting to see Daddy... wanting his blanket... and Isaac in my belly trying to kick his way out... making me have to get up to pee quite frequently... making it very hard for me to get comfortable...
and then, to top it all off,
some idiot kept calling my cell phone, which I had in our bedroom with us "just in case" because Aidan is staying the night at my sister's house... I would answer and they would hang up. Finally I texted this number and said "Please quit calling. You have the wrong number." They text back "Katie". I reply and say "You are bothering a sick, pregnant woman. Please stop!!!" So they text back "Katie". Then this chick calls again. I try to explain to her that she has the wrong freaking number, that she is waking up an entire family, and she wants to argue with me and insist
that she "knows this is Katie".
: Holy crap. Finally, she hangs up on me again
, and then sends a text that says "Sorry tons".
After the night we had, and the entire Christmas break spent with us sick, I am completely clueless as to how this is going to work with 3 kids. I cannot imagine if I was trying to nurse a newborn around-the-clock through all of this!
Already, Eli has wanted to be on my lap so much, and Isaac has been protesting it from the inside.
Well, that's my happy post for the day, everyone! Happy New Year!!!