So, I haven't posted a blog in over a week, as I had stated I would. Well, the reason being that my children have been sick. My three year old is a complete nightmare leading up to his actually coming down with whatever illness he is going to have. Usually for two to three days prior to showing any symptoms, I feel like the devil has invaded my child's body and I contemplate calling a priest for an exorcism. If I say black, he not only says white, he screams it repeatedly while destroying every toy in his way. When I finally wrestle him into his room for a nap, he proceeds to stay in his room removing everything from his drawers, bed, and closet and throwing it into the middle of the room. No matter what food I prepare for him, he refuses to eat is while whining phrases like, "I don't like dinner" or "I don't want peanut butter and jelly" (his favorite by the way). Then just when I am reaching for the phone number for the orphanage, he becomes a hacking, coughing, fever running mess. Of course then I feel horrible for ever thinking about just how much money I could get for him on the black market.
However, the second phase of the week kicks in. He is sick, miserable, clingy, but doesn't want you too close. He is up every hour on the hour with some croupy cough, leaving him and me with little to no sleep. If his little brother gets anywhere too close to him, all hell breaks loose. The only thing he wants is "honey juice" (warm orange juice with honey in it for his cough, which works as good if not better than cough medicine). By the end of the day, I am exhausted and can only pray for sleep. However, there is a much crueler plan in store for me. My child will again be up, perhaps not with the same frequency, but instead has added in projectile vomiting. We go through the dance of me changing his sheets and bedding, getting him all tucked in, and just as I am about to (or just have) turned out the light, it starts all over again. Of course this is through no fault of his own, but it still takes its toll on all of us. And just as I think we are through the worst of it, his little brother takes over where big brother left off. I know, I should be grateful that they are getting these illnesses now and hopefully will avoid them once they start school. But to be honest, that is of little consolation.
So you will have to forgive me for not keeping my commitment to the blog. Its not that I didn't long to sit and post my thoughts, it was that I didn't have the energy to push the 'on' button on my computer.
However, the second phase of the week kicks in. He is sick, miserable, clingy, but doesn't want you too close. He is up every hour on the hour with some croupy cough, leaving him and me with little to no sleep. If his little brother gets anywhere too close to him, all hell breaks loose. The only thing he wants is "honey juice" (warm orange juice with honey in it for his cough, which works as good if not better than cough medicine). By the end of the day, I am exhausted and can only pray for sleep. However, there is a much crueler plan in store for me. My child will again be up, perhaps not with the same frequency, but instead has added in projectile vomiting. We go through the dance of me changing his sheets and bedding, getting him all tucked in, and just as I am about to (or just have) turned out the light, it starts all over again. Of course this is through no fault of his own, but it still takes its toll on all of us. And just as I think we are through the worst of it, his little brother takes over where big brother left off. I know, I should be grateful that they are getting these illnesses now and hopefully will avoid them once they start school. But to be honest, that is of little consolation.
So you will have to forgive me for not keeping my commitment to the blog. Its not that I didn't long to sit and post my thoughts, it was that I didn't have the energy to push the 'on' button on my computer.
