Remember that low grade fever C was sporting yesterday? Well this morning she woke up complaining that her throat was hurting. I had been holding out hopes that it was a cold, as she had been sniffling, but I went ahead and took her to the urgent care by the new house just in case.
C has strep for the second time this year. If you remember from before, I LOVE me a strep diagnosis! Bring on the meds!!
We made the choice to spend one more night out at the new house. It would mean I would miss work, but I didn’t want to travel with C so far when she wasn’t feeling well. We’ll leave in the morning after rush hour.
Here’s praying that no one else gets it!
She measured at 48 inches today. How did my baby grow up so fast?!?! She’ll be taller than me before you know it!
I pulled into the Target parking lot this evening around 9:30, looking more like I was dressed for Walmart. I had used the air gun at the shop to get as much dust off of me as I could, but I was still caked in dust, walking around in an oversized t-shirt and hoodie. I only needed to pick up a few things, but I lingered in the store for a little while, soaking in the silence around me. I’ve needed to get away. I mean, sure, a two week trip to someplace exotic sounds amazing, but I’ll take a 20 minute stroll around Target in its stead.
I got home and took a shower, watching the drops of water wipe away the dirt and grime from my skin. I got a scrape down my arm and a splinter in my hand today as my reward for hours of sanding. Neither bled, so I call it a win.
It ended up being a good thing that we didn’t stay home today. C started running a low grade fever this morning and this evening she was still working on it. She’s sleeping now, so I am hoping a good night’s sleep will be the remedy she needs.
As expected, Big E woke up with a swollen lip this morning, and when he tried to curl his mouth into a smile it looked like he he was puffed up with novocain. Thankfully he said it didn’t hurt, but I went ahead and packed only soft foods in his lunch. That way he wouldn’t have to worry about opening his mouth too much. By the time he got home this evening the swelling had gone down even further.
Like most Friday nights now, we headed out to the new house. Actually we stopped by the shop first so that we could see Daddy before finishing our journey. When we got home, it was after 10pm, so I carried the kids in (which, by the way is getting harder and harder!) and but them straight to bed. Tomorrow is going to be a long day working at the shop, but I don’t think it really matters what we do as a family as long as we are together.
Tim has been staying out at the new house a lot lately because it makes sense with his schedule, but if I’m being honest, I’ll admit that this is hard. Most days go rather smoothly, but there are moments that are pretty rough. The kids tend to test their limits when one parent isn’t not around, and so I have had to be ‘strict’ mommy a lot more often, which I do not enjoy.
But with that said, we are all excited to be here. Bummed that we are missing another family get together back home, but thankful we are all together!
My sister in law and I had the chance to get our kids together this evening for a couple of hours. We have been at the new house most weekends, and have missed out on some family gatherings, and I really want to get them some additional cousin time. We had thought about the beach, but today was so incredibly windy we decided to forgo getting stabbed in the eyes with sand. So we landed on McDonalds take out and some time at the church playground. But after getting to the church, we realized it was still too cold to be outside, so we went in.
The kids ate their dinner and then ran and ran. It was a great chance for them to wear off their energy and a wonderful opportunity for me to spend time with my sis in law. We stayed later than we should have, and you could definitely tell the evening was winding itself down when the kids started crying and complaining about each other.
We were about to pack up when I heard Big E crying and he came around the corner with blood dripping down his face. Apparently he was standing too close to a door that swung open and whacked him square on the lip. His upper lip got pretty busted, but thankfully we got the bleeding stopped quickly. It definitely swelled up and I imagine it will be a lovely color in the morning. I was grateful his teeth and nose were spared a direct blow. He was done after that and nursed his hurt lip all the way home. Poor guy wanted a bandaid on it, but I explained bandaids don’t work on lips.
Hopefully they are all worn out enough to sleep through the night. Baby E woke me up in the middle of the night last night screaming at the top of his lungs. I found him in the hallway staring at himself in the full length mirror, just screaming. (Creepy, I know!!) I’m pretty sure it was a night terror, and it took a good 15 minutes to get him out of it and calmed down enough to go back to bed. But within a half hour he was crawling into my bed stealing valuable cushiony real estate. I woke up later with his sweat drenched body pushed against me, and me barely clinging to the edge of the bed. Sometimes he would sit himself up in his sleep and flop back down, irregardless of where his head might land. Nothing like getting a large toddler head slamming into your stomach in the middle of the night! Hopefully tonight goes much smoother!
I’m not sure why, but the past few days I have found it challenging to sit down and type. I stare at the blank screen willing something to come. Today was a rough day, a disappointing day, but it was sprinkled with some pretty wonderful moments as well. Baby E had a really good evening (in terms of a 3 year old) and I enjoyed him as he showered me in hugs and kisses. I needed them today. I don’t talk about my job here, and I’m keeping to that, but it was a rough day at work and I am glad to see the end of it. Tomorrow is a new day, and I am looking forward to it!
In the meantime, I think I found my favorite filter on Snapchat! Ha!
I picked up the kids this evening and they asked to go to the beach. I hesitated at first, because it had rained today and the temps had dropped, but in the end I agreed to take them. We got there, parked, and made the walk down the road to the beach only to find upon arriving at the beach that it was nearly gone!! A combination of the recents days’ rain and high tide resulted in just a sliver of sand to call beach. We walked on the small part of the beach we could navigate and made our way to the boardwalk and got some exercise there. In all the years I’ve gone there, I’ve never seen the water so high. What had been a stream going under the bridge and weaving though the sand just last week was now unrecognizable.
This photo is literally seconds before Baby E tripped and fell down, his face missing a large pile of dog poo by literally an inch!!
After the nice walk, we headed for the van. I took the chance to have an impromptu photo shoot with the kids and I love how the pics turned out!
Tomorrow morning I have an eye doctor’s appointment, which is fortuitous because this evening I poked myself in the eye with the corner of a sheet of paper. Ouch!! Also, I found our first tick of the season on Baby E this evening. I’m more than ready for warm weather, but I could definitely do without those pests. Ugh!
We got to the new house after dark on Friday night. We brought Molly inside and took her to the room that will serve as her home for at least the first week or two she is there. It is common practice to let a cat get used to new surroundings by degrees, so we decided to put her in what will eventually be C’s room because there is not furniture in there yet.
She was very timid at first, spending most of her time in the bathtub, and hissing at the kids if they got too close. However, after the kids had gone to bed, I sat in the room with her and she started to warm up to her environment. She rubbed against me and purred, I talked quietly to her, and let her do things on her terms. I even opened a window so she could get some fresh air. She sat on the window ledge for awhile and during that time Tim came home.
That’s when the strangest thing happened. As Tim climbed the stairs, Molly shot up and ran to the door, her tail held high. As he got to the top hallway she started pacing in front of the door and meowing. He went into our room, and as his footsteps receded, Molly just stared at the door.
Guys, Molly hasn’t seen Tim in about 6 months. When we lived in the townhouse, he was without a doubt her favorite human, but I was completely shocked that she recognized him by the sound of him walking up the stairs.
After awhile, Tim came walking quietly up to the door. By now she was across the room. He paused and whistled a short tune he had always used around her in the past. Again, she shot across the room, tail on end, ready to greet her favorite guy. When he opened the door, she wasted no time in weaving between his legs, and rubbing against him for cuddles. I headed to bed, but the two of them hung out for some time, and Tim told me later that she had crawled into her lap.
I had been worried about her transition, but it seems to me it is going well!