love this baby girl!!
a little chat over a nice picnic dinner!
It's been a tough week here. A lot of random things adding up to very little sleep and lots of stress! Oliver got a fever over the weekend- poor baby. Ben immediately feared the Swine Flu and called the pediatrician. Luckily, as there were no other symptoms at all, Ollie was cleared.... His fever seemed better by Monday, but then Violet awoke with a horrible cough and runny nose. She was very under the weather, and as is usual for her when she has a cold, she vomited as well. I think it's just a case of too much mucus and a touch of her past reflux...makes for a huge mess, though!
Tuesday, Grammy came to watch the ill Peanut while Oliver and I did music class by ourselves. He had a great time, running around like crazy, dancing, playing the drums like you wouldn't believe...thought we were in the clear. Leaving class, I did *something* to my back- this has never been an issue for me before, but it was awful! It kept me up all night, along with both Violet and her cough and Oliver beginning to vomit at 4am. Ugh. His fever had spiked high again, he vomited twice before I could get some Tylenol in him.
Wednesday, everyone was off. My back was still killing me, Oliver had finally stopped vomiting, but refused to drink anything. Violet was still running from every orifice! I dug out my Percocet from my C-section (um, 23 months ago...). Of course it had expired, but I figured it couldn't hurt. It was AWESOME. Helped SO much!
Another long night last night, although not nearly as bad as the others. Ollie was up at midnight, crying and sad, but no fever. He had begun to cough- that same "bark" as his sister, and his nose was running. No more vomiting though, and he's eating better today! Violet seems on the road to wellness- still a bit of a cold, but seems to have her energy back!
Whew! More soon!
Tuesday, Grammy came to watch the ill Peanut while Oliver and I did music class by ourselves. He had a great time, running around like crazy, dancing, playing the drums like you wouldn't believe...thought we were in the clear. Leaving class, I did *something* to my back- this has never been an issue for me before, but it was awful! It kept me up all night, along with both Violet and her cough and Oliver beginning to vomit at 4am. Ugh. His fever had spiked high again, he vomited twice before I could get some Tylenol in him.
Wednesday, everyone was off. My back was still killing me, Oliver had finally stopped vomiting, but refused to drink anything. Violet was still running from every orifice! I dug out my Percocet from my C-section (um, 23 months ago...). Of course it had expired, but I figured it couldn't hurt. It was AWESOME. Helped SO much!
Another long night last night, although not nearly as bad as the others. Ollie was up at midnight, crying and sad, but no fever. He had begun to cough- that same "bark" as his sister, and his nose was running. No more vomiting though, and he's eating better today! Violet seems on the road to wellness- still a bit of a cold, but seems to have her energy back!
Whew! More soon!
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