Aren't You Jealous?

I haven't posted in a while because we've been having way too much fun here! Oh wait, no that's not it. We haven't been having any fun at all. There's just something about a deploying daddy that invites the stomach flu into our house. That's the last time it visited and it thought it should come back and pay us a visit this year as well. No sense in breaking tradition. We went to church on Wednesday and everything was fine. I put the kids to bed about 9 and around midnight I headed upstairs myself when I heard "The Cry". I went in and changed Trey and put on fresh sheets only to have to do it again 10 minutes later. I thought I was having sympathy pangs but no. No sense in leaving the mommy out of the equation, right? It was a fun night. All I could hope for was that Leah didn't come down with it. It's hard enough having one sick kid, then add me, then add the fact that daddy's not home. I don't need the baby to join the party. I honestly think that she stayed healthy because she's still nursing and got all my antibodies. I called my mom and begged her to stay home from work so she could take care of me and the kids. Since my mom is cooler than yours, she did. How would I have managed to get through this without her? What do single moms with no family nearby do? Hopefully I never have to find out.

Trey fully recovered within 24 hours. The only nice thing about his illness is that when he was tired, he trekked himself upstairs and put himself to bed. Usually I have to fight with him to get him to go and stay in bed. I, on the other hand, had a few days of vertigo? dimentia? electrolyte imbalance? I don't know. All I know is that by Sunday I was going insane by being inside and having the kids cooped up and it was all I could do to get myself presentable and drive to church so the kids could be socialized and I could be somewhere other than my house. I prayed that I'd be able to drive the car without running it off the road or into another car. I would describe the feeling I had as being a little tipsy without the fun part. I think the fresh air and being outside of our four little walls did a lot of good and thankfully the kids got to play with other kids which made them much nicer to be around.

Now, I need to try and figure out a routine since I still don't have one. Wait a minute, it's all going to change in a week or two when Trey starts school (woohoo!) so why start a routine now. If I haven't had one in three years, what's the rush? I am incredibly thankful that we own our own washer and dryer for the 30,000 loads that await cleaning*. Can you imagine trying to deal with illness and having to take your stuff to the coin-op? I'm sure there are worse things in life, but not in my book!



*Before you get grossed out, I did wash the "sick" laundry. It's the regular stuff that I was behind on in the first place that's been patiently waiting for me, so leave me alone!