She is terrified of the bathtub, so we still wash her in her little tub. (Found out this weekend that she is also terrified of the garden hose!) When bathing, she washes her tummy, her arms and her legs. It's so cute! This is her just doing her belly.
How could I forget to add these two gems?
Megan also has a rash covering the majority of her body, and no it is not Roselia. That would be too easy.
Haley, gotta love Haley. A few weeks ago I cleaned her room and we had a long talk about putting toys away when done. She has been very good about it, more so than I imagined. We read a book last night when she went to bed and when finished, I put it on her chair. After her little vomiting episode last night, I get her cleaned up in the tub, take her in her room, she is shaking and going through the after effects of what just happened. She stops in the middle of all the drama and looks at me and says "Mom! You didn't put the book away when you were done!"
Haley and Megan both had the "funk" and passed it on to me. We were knee deep in tissues, nose spray, throat drops and Tylenol. Haley started to lose her voice, but do you really think that stopped her? No, she just talked more because she liked hearing her voice sound funny. After we started getting better, I sent the kids to my mom's for a few hours while Bruce and I deep cleaned this pit of germs we call a house. Finally, I could walk in my house and not feel grossed out by the invisible germs that were covering every inch of every surface...
Of course that only lasted a few days when Bruce started complaining about his throat, then was up half the night coughing so bad that I thought for sure a lung was going to smack the wall. Still determined that this wasn't so bad, we settled in on the couch Tuesday night for some cuddling and tv. Bring on the sweet sound of your baby throwing up all over the crib. Argh! We got her cleaned up, sheets in the washer, and bam she does it again. Poor little baby! Then the diarrhea starts....
Megan is now doing better, Bruce is feeling better, and I've come to the conclusion my sinuses hate me. So does the fun stop? Not in our house! Haley wakes up last night, writhering in pain because her stomach hurts. I felt so bad for her but didn't know what to do. I knew she wasn't faking because she didn't want to be held, I couldn't touch her stomach, etc. So I ask her to try going to the bathroom. She tries, gives up, and then puked all over the bathroom. Well atleast I know now why her belly hurt! There is nothing that pulls at your heartstrings more than when your children are sick, no matter how much vomit they have spewed all over you.
She seems to be feeling better today, determined to go buy the new doll she has been saving up for. She has saved up all her money from the Holidays, chores, etc to buy this annoying doll that comes with a toilet and sings "pee pee in the potty" over and over. (Yeah, I can't wait. She has been so serious about saving for this though that although I am not thrilled with this, it is an important lesson).
I am anxious about the rest of the weekend. It's been a crazy week and I beg to relax, but as in any household with children, life is never boring!
