Saturday: feeling better

Today I think I can finally say I'm feeling better. I went to bed last night fully expecting to call the doctor first thing in the morning, but the fever broke (again) during the night.

To shake things up a bit Isaac and I put Ben to bed a little before Isaac's bedtime. Isaac asked Ben if he had to go to the bathroom. Then he prayed... "Dear God. Today. Amen." ( we usually start with thank you for today.). When we mentioned it didn't have much content he just said, " short prayer." Guess you can't argue with that. Isaac then turned off the lights and closed the door.

Friday: still sick

urg.

The fever returned yesterday night, but I woke up in sheets that were soaked.  I was hoping that was that.

I felt pretty good all day.  Then, around dinner time, I thought I could skip the Ibprofin.  Wrong.  Fever's back.  How dumb.

Joshua's been especially grumpy today, being very insistent that he needs to nurse more frequently.  I don't know if my milk supply is low or if something else is wrong.  Or if he's just being a normal baby.  There was a fifteen minute stretch today when both boys were inconsolable and I didn't know why.  Isaac doesn't do that to me!  For that matter, Joshua rarely does it either.  Isaac wanted Cheerios, but I couldn't understand him and he wouldn't point.  (I told him no.)

Thursday: still sick

Today was the worst day by far.  I thought I was better at 4am when I fed Joshua, but at 5am I woke up so cold.  So cold that I decided that taking a hot shower was my best option.  In the middle of the night.

The Tylenol that I took at 6am finally kicked in around 7.  I had a doctor's appointment at 9:30.  I still had a low grade fever. The doctor wasn't really sure why I have a fever; the mastitis symptom had all cleared up.  But she put me on an antibiotic.

The Tylenol never quite made it the whole six hours it needed to...so about 40 minutes before I could take the next dose I'd be shivering in bed.  The medicine kicked in pretty well in the afternoon and everyone took good naps.  It did not kick in so well around dinner time and I ended up calling the doctor.  I'm now taking Ibprofin too.  I'm still hot and clammy but don't technically have a fever.

I'm not sure I've ever been taking so many medications at once...six all told.  I should probably write down when I'm should take the next dose so that I don't mess it up.

still sick

Everyone slept until 8:30 today!  I couldn't believe it; Isaac never sleeps that long.  It took me a while last night to feel better, but by the time we officially woke up (versus the several unofficial wake ups) I was feeling pretty good.

Then we went to the playground.  The weather was perfect.  Warm but not too warm.

About 10 minutes after we got home I had a terrible feeling that my fever was back.  I got some things arranged and then took my temp...yup, 102.4.  Blah.  So Isaac got some extra screen time this afternoon and then Dad came over for a few hours to help out.  And I have a doctor's appointment in the morning.  On the up side, it is nice having a two year old that is willing to help you out.  He even tried to open the medicine bottle for me and wanted to give me the water bottle with the cap off so that I didn't have to do it.

Tuesday: three things that make me happy

1. The things that come out of Isaac's mouth (or out of my mouth in response to him).
1a. Isaac, don't pet the cat with your hammer.
1b. "Mom, if I push this button the car will turn into an airplane!"  "Oh yeah, is it an airplane now?"  "Yes.  We're going to eat grapes and peanut butter and jelly."
1c.  Flurry is calmly sitting on the table.  Isaac has quickly run around the table 20 times.  "I'm trying to get the kitty cat!"  He kept running for another several minutes.

2. I have a plugged duct/mastitis again.  They're slightly different things, but people seem to use them interchangeably so it makes it a bit hard to tell you what I have.  I'm in the middle of the chills part of the fever, but Tylenol takes away almost the whole thing.  I'm also happy for hot showers.  Hot showers during a fever are second to none.

3. Joshua's smiles.  Pat wonderfully came over to babysit while I got groceries and new pants.  (Two pairs of pants wasn't cutting it.  Also, I got groceries in about half the time that I do if Isaac is with me.)  When I got back he gave Pat a whole bunch and then me a whole bunch.

Monday: eight weeks

Joshua is eight weeks old!

I can definitely tell he's getting bigger.

And he smiles rather easily...although they're still hard to catch on camera.

Isaac picked out matching socks for them today.

We also went to visit Brian and Amy over lunch...it was wonderful to see them again!  Isaac had a great time playing with the new toys and fell asleep in the car on the way home.

I think we're also about to start giving Joshua a new bedtime.  Up until now he's stayed up with us, falling asleep in our arms and then going into the fake car seat.  It's been nice.  But lately he won't sleep in it and only wants to be in my arms.  He doesn't want to be in Ben's arms.  Just mine.  While I appreciate the thought, it is also annoying to have my "me time" taken away so completely.  So tonight I gave him a bath, fed him, and put him to bed.  And we haven't heard a peep.  (This is actually pretty normal when putting him to bed.  I hope it keeps up.  The problems come later during the night.)

Joshua was up several times last night.  Isaac was up once too...he wanted to know if he could go outside at 4am.  But everyone slept in until 7:45, so there was at least some sleep.  Nap time went much better today too.

Isaac and I were having a rough time today though.  I feel like I spoke sharply to him way too much.  Sometimes it was appropriate (no, you don't throw your plastic wagon down the stairs) and sometimes it wasn't (I could have let him play while cleaning up a bit more).  Anyway, the result was that some duplos and his barn went in time out for the day.  Later he was talking to us..."I have a really big problem."  I said, "You should look in a book!"  and then Ben told him the super-dooper computer letters were "L-I-S-T-E-N and that next time you should listen to Mom."  We have obviously been watching too many kids' shows.