It's starting again! Sunday night while I was up at the 4 am feeding (while my husband was snoozing away.....) our toddler came out into the living room with that look on her face. I put the baby down and changed the toddler's diaper and jammies and told her to go get in bed w/Daddy. About 10 minutes later, she comes out again, looks at me, starts coughing and then starts puking. GREAT. Yesterday she ran a fever most of the day and had a runny nose. She was less than pleasant to be around. I'd give her motrin, the fever would break and then come back. Last night was the highlight......I ask my husband to help me get some motrin in her before she went to bed (she HATES taking medicine no matter how sweet we make it). We hold her down and get the motrin in her, she proceeds to scream, throw herself on the floor, cry then get up, walk into the bedroom, throw herself on the floor in there and cry. I'm sorry, but it was the funniest thing I'd ever seen. But I knew she was sick and this would call for a visit to the peditrician's office.
I decided to make appointments for both girls because I was afraid that whatever the toddler had, she'd surely pass it on to the baby (who by the way is only four weeks old). So I drug both girls into the peditrician's office and waited for an hour to be seen (all the mean while the toddler threw her drink across the room and it exploded right under the "No Food No Drink" sign). I was going to put my foot down and tell that doctor of ours that enough was enough and it was time for tubes. Get into to see the doctor and the baby goes first. I explain all her gas issues and she tells me I should switch to SOY formula. Okay - I just bought 12 cans of Similac at $19.97/can? Guess I have to take it back. Then it's the toddler's turn. Fever of 102 - "Lets get some Tylenol in her"......good luck. After that drama, doctor says, "Jeeze, no wonder she doesn't want to eat - her tonsils are the size of Texas and she has a horrible ear infection." Great - here we go on the antibiotics again. So I muster up my guts and say, "Doctor, I know we've discussed this before, but I feel with her history she is ready for tubes in her ears." Although my college degree in business administration is not near what she acquired in medical school, I do post on the WebMD message boards. She simply says, "This will probably be the last ear infection of the season. If you want to help stop the ear aches, get her off that pacifier. No tubes."
Ughhhhhh.....................off to Walgreens I went. Now the real question is --- how do I keep all the kids apart so the other ones don't get sick???
When I took what I thought was chicken out of the fridge last night, I figured we'd have another crappy dinner. The chicken turned out to be pork chops and since I can't remember the last time we bought pork chops, we decided to go out for dinner. Driving down the street, my husband says, "How about Chick-Fil-A?" Now I must admit, I'm not a huge fan, but I figure they have a playground inside so that is a definite plus. We get there and the place is packed! It's family night at Chick-Fil-A! Wooo hoooo! Not only is there a playground, but the cow is out visiting the kids, a magician is doing tricks, balloons are being passed out and kids eat free!! To top it all off, there were so many kids there running wild, I didn't have to worry about the scene my kids were sure to make! :)
So after spending two hours at the Chick-Fil-A, we came home and got ready for bed. It was a good night. Can't wait until next Tuesday.
I was so proud of Big T a few weeks back. I felt we had finally connected on a financial level. For his birthday I offered him option A and option B. Option A was to have a big birthday party at chucky cheese or wherever and get a small present, or option B was to take the cash pay out and his grandmother would have a small party at her house for the family. We negotiated on a cash payout price and settled on a few hundred bucks, the cost of a Playstation. I felt good about the deal. The only thing that would have made it better if he would have stuck the money in his back account and sat on it like I like to do.