Monday, January 05, 2009


I'm hiding from Yo Gabba Gabba, so I thought I'd say hello.

I was right. Croup for Asher, extreme teething for Silas. And here's my 50$, thank you for your time. But nobody's complaining here, because I did find out just what constitutes restricted breathing (Asher's is not, praise Jesus)and that Silas is old enough for Motrin, and that information alone was worth my money. I was up 2 1/2 hours with Silas last night, and he has not taken a single nap (no not one) apart from me since Friday. I gave him Motrin and it was like InstaSleep. He konked out ten minutes later and has been napping in his bed ever since (and that was two hours ago). Uninterrupted sleep is worth whatever it costs, and today it cost me two copays. Fair enough.

You may have noticed that I just skimmed right past the fact that Asher threw up yesterday. Those of you who know me in real life know that I have a certifiable, anxiety-attack producing phobia of people throwing up. It's irrational (hence, a phobia) and silly but completely uncontrollable on my end. You would have been impressed - amazed, even - to see me last night. Asher threw up on a blanket in my lap just before bedtime. I said, "He threw up," and that was it. Took off his shirt, wrapped his lovey blanket and the throw blanket up in a ball, gave him some water, moved on. No quickening pulse, no cold sweat, nothing. I couldn't believe it. I always wondered how I would handle it if - when - my children got sick, and everyone was right. It really is different when it's your child. Now today, just after lunch, he started to gag, and I felt my stomach drop. Please no, I thought. Not in a restaurant, after we just shared the same lunch. Please don't make me deal with that. But it passed. He was fine, and so was I.

Otherwise, no news here. Just tending sickly babies. What are you up to today?


Elizabeth said...

Ugh...I hate the sickly times. Luckily, we haven't had anything more than a bad cold for months. Those are bad enough, and you pray for the requisite ten or so days to pass so you can be rid of the cold, but stomach bugs are just so difficult with little ones. Hang in there!

Carrie B. said...

oh YEAH...I forgot about the vomit phobia! Remember in Atlanta when we got back from Six Flags and, I think it was Alicia or Kasey, threw up and you came and woke me out of a dead sleep to help you and I was so out of it, I did nothing. I think Kasey ended up being more of a help than me!

ha! vomit. good times.

Mercy's Maid said...

It is so good to know that it's different when it's one's own child. I share your vomit phobia and I've always wondered how I would handle it if I had a sick child. It's bad enough when my dogs are sick.

I hope everyone at your house is back to their old selves soon.

Jamie said...

Yo Gabba Gabbba is just...weird. I feel like I need to be on acid or something while wathing it.

Missy @ It's Almost Naptime said...

Um, do you know the Tylenol/Motrin trick? Where you can give them Tylenol every 4 hours and Motrin every 4 hours so you work it so every 2 hours you pop a little baby crack in their mouth?

Just sharing.