Tuesday, February 27, 2007

He slept in our bed...

My son had therapy yesterday morning (OT & Speech) and he was just not acting himself. Very quiet, and reserved, and wanting to snuggle with me. I should have known it didn't bode well. Not even the pictures of cows and ducks could get his attention, and he certainly didn't want to "talk" or sign.

After both therapy sessions were done, I made lunch, and got everyone ready for naptime. When I took both kids up to their rooms, that's when I noticed... he'd been sick in his bed sometime that night and there was puke all hardened over his sleeping bag, duvet and pillow... GROSS! So before I could lay him down, I had to strip the bed, and remake it. (If I was a better mommy, I would actually make both their beds in the morning when they get up --- however, it's all I can do to make my own).

For the first time in a LONG time, my son slept for 2 and a half hours during "naptime". By 4pm, he was still mellow, but was eating, and walking around. I should have known better, but I really wanted to go to spinning class, and as I've had to blow it off over the last few weeks, I decided that we'd get loaded up in the car, and drive on over to the gym. 30 minutes later after being stuck in traffic, we pulled into the parking garage. He decided that was as good a time as any to projectile vomit all over himself, the car seat, and me... EVEN GROSSER!! So, I got out, cleaned him up as best as I could, and turned the car around. It took us almost an hour to get home because of rush hour traffic (9 miles) and as we passed the last light before turning down our street, he vomited again....

So, we got into the house, changed clothes, I cleaned the car up, and "daddy" arrived just as we all collapsed on the couch in jammies. He too was feeling ill, so of course, that meant that I had to take care of the kids AND him. No one wanted dinner, even though I'd actually spent the time during their nap chopping onions, tomatoes, browning meat and getting everything ready to have tacos. (All the while in between that, I'd also been cleaning the insides and outsides of my windows, and had hand washed a pair of curtains)!!!! Has anyone ever noticed that when it's sunny, and snow on the ground, your windows are REALLY REALLY REALLY DIRTY??? Mine were absolutely disgusting. Not to mention, they've suddenly become foggy inside - so the gas seal in the double glazing is obviously broken (in about 20 windows no less)...

Anyway, I took care of everyone until 8pm, and then banished them all to bed. I then cleaned up the kitchen, put dinner in the fridge, fed the dogs, did a load of washing, and vegged on the couch playing online until midnight. After getting ready for bed, I always go in and tuck the kids in again... I was just about to cover my son up, when I noticed more vomit.. all over the place. I had to wake him up get him out of his jammies, into clean ones, and I just couldn't face stripping and making his damn bed yet again... so for the first time in his life I took him to bed with me......

How do people co-sleep with their children? I was awake all night, cause he was awake most of the night, I was paranoid about my husband smothering him, and everytime one of them groaned, I was sure I was going to get puked on. At 5.30 this morning I was exhausted. By then so was my son, so for about the next 3 hours we actually did get some sleep, until my daughter woke us up with her crying...

I'm sick of poop, puke and runny noses. I'm sick of doing laundry. I'm sick of constantly cleaning up behind everyone! I also really suck at this whole parenting thing - I don't know what to feed him - the only thing I could come up with was toast, with just a little butter on it, O's, and iced water. He seems to be soooo thirsty, but I didn't want to give him soy milk, and have him throw it back up... he doesn't like pedialyte, but does like ice pops -- is it ok to give him an ice pop? Does he have the flu? Is he supposed to go see the DR? Or is it just some 24/48 hour thing that will pass on it's own...?

I'm seriously stressed....

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