Pants on the ground...

Pants on the ground, pants on the ground, looking like a fool with your pants on the ground.... can't get that out of my head. Now, Devin is singing it too. :) Yes, I'm an American Idol fan. I am also watching The Bachelor right now as I write this. Yes, I know - its cheesy... but I need cheesy to escape the downs of my job (had to euthanize a 1 day old foal this morning) and my crazy kids. We are all healthy again. BIG KNOCK ON WOOD. Kyle's appetite is back. All is great but Jack learned not to wrestle with him after a big dinner. He ate an entire Ramon noodle package last night... and then projectile vomited 1/2 of it after Jack threw him all around after dinner. Nice. Guess who had to clean it up?!

Devin sick too, ugh.

Devin is sick too. Ugh. Kyle was finally feeling better... I didn't work Monday or Tuesday. Then, Devin spikes a 102.4 fever last night. Poor peanut. All shaky and hot. Of course, she slept with me all night... but was very restless b/c of the fever. Still having a fever today- but not at high. Only 100.4 tonight. Fortunately, Jack was able to take work off today and watch the kids. Kyle's throat lesions seem to be healing & Devin's throat looks good so far (knock on wood). I have tomorrow off work. Hopefully, they will both be healthier by Friday and be able to go to daycare. I need to work. We need the money!!!

Sick, again.

OK- Kyle is sick again. Ugh. I really should have knocked on wood somewhere last time when I said he was getting healthier... Had him rechecked by doctor at end of December. He hadn't gained any weight but did not lose any either. His vomiting/diarrhea has almost 100% resolved once I switched him to almond milk. I had two more of his vaccines boostered at the end of December. So, now he is only behind in two vaccines.

Anyway, he spiked a high fever 2 days ago (102.6). Since then, he has had a high fever for last 3 days It was really high yesterday- spiking up to 103.5. Then, it would only drop to 102.2 on ibuprofen and then start climbing again. So, I gave him a warm washcloth bath last night too. Last night, he was drooling a little and sticking his hands in his mouth. So, I looked in his mouth with a flashlight and he had some white spots on the back of his throat/tonsil area and a ulcer on his tonsil. Poor guy. So, I stayed home from work today and took him to doctor this morning. His strep test (quick swab) came back negative. I asked for them to send in a culture too. Anway, they initially thought it was Hand,Foot & Mouth- but Kyle already had that last spring. So, they just called it a "viral pharyngitis". He seems to feel better this afternoon and this evening. His fever isn't as high, but his temp goes up and down all a day. It was 102.3 this morning, 100.1 this afternoon, 97.1 at dinner, and 101.1 at bedtime. So, I have been giving him a lot of ibuprofen these last few days. So, we shall see how tomorrow goes... I hope he gets better soon. I can't miss work on Wednesday too. Fortunately, I don't work tomorrow.

Well, that's the update for now. Spending a lot of time at home watching the movie, Cars, for the millionth time and Thomas the Train. I wish he liked to watch something else when I'm holding him.

Can I have some personal space, please?

Ok- I'm serious. I would really like some personal space. If it's not the kids, it's the cat. I can't even write this blog b/c my cat is trying to lay on my right arm. I keep pushing him away- but he is very persistant, and fat. So, it's not only a cat, but a very fat cat who is weighing my arm down. So, Jack is putting the kids to bed b/c my last nerve is gone. They are pushing my buttons today. As I write this, I am having a Bailey's on the rocks to calm my nerves. As Jack & I always say when people ask us what our parenting secret is... cocktails. :) I just shoved the cat off my arm for the 6th time... he is finally lying next to me rather than on me. Jack says I repeat, "What did I just say?!" about a thousand times a day to the kids. I say it, they ignore it....

"Kyle, stop hitting your sister"... he does it again, I say, "What did I just say?!"
"Kyle, stop throwing your food"... he does it again, I say, "What did I just say?!"
"Kyle, dont' jump on me, that hursts"... he does it again, I say, "What did I just say?!"
"Devin & Kyle, stop spitting water out of the bathtub"... they do it again, I say, "What did I just say?!"

Seriously. This is just a taste of what today was like. And, I would really like to pee in peace. Kids can't stand it when I close the bathroom door... and stand on the other side, knocking, asking me what I'm doing (What do you think I'm doing?!), can they come in, when will I be done, can they flush the toilet...

On a good note, Kyle is finally letting me drop him off at daycare at the gym for the last few weeks and is no longer crying. YEA! I finallly get to work out on a consistent basis. Of course, I am in sad shape and the last 3 weeks have sucked. After the first week, my fitness instructor asked me how I was doing... I said, "Well, it sucked". My second week working out, she asked me again how I was doing (obviously I look pathetic in class), I say, "It sucked less than last week." This week, she hasn't asked me yet, but I can say, I am feeling a little better but still have a hard time doing all the exercises in the classes. It kicks my ass! But, there is hope for me yet and I really want to get back into good shape. Since Kyle, I have not exercised consistently b/c of his neediness and I look like it too. I hate being in my 40's, looking in the mirror, and LOOK like I'm in my 40's. My age is showing. Ugh.