Wednesday, January 2, 2013

No Fun With a Sick Toddler

Today started out awesome with family time this morning playing trains, dolls and cuddling watching cartoons.  Rob is off today so that was nice.  We got a lot one today and checked off the to do list.  I was thinking we are going to have a great day.  We layed Hailey down and Emma said she wanted to take a nap too so we were like okay sounds great right?  Well she always wakes up grumpy from a nap so I don't usually let her take one.  She didn't sleep much the night before so I was like fine.  I decided to go to the gym and when I got back she was actually asleep.  I started getting stuff done for dinner and she woke up.  And that's when our happy day turned sour.  Emma was burning up with a 102.4 fever.  The highest fever she has ever had.  Neither one of our girls will take medicine.  They just usually spit it out.  Rob was gone to the grocery store so I'm just trying to figure out how in the world am I going to hold this child down while keeping her sister away to give her some Tylenol.  While getting her medicine ready she peed in the recliner so I run and grab a towel to clean it up only to find she has thrown up in the kitchen floor.  Trying to keep Slash(our dog) and Hailey out of it and not throw up myself I hurry and clean that up.  I've forgotten all about her peeing in the chair, ugh.  What in the world.  So finally Rob gets back home and neither girl will have anything to do with him they both want me to hold them.  My main concern at the moment is to just get Emma to take her Tylenol.  Great Rob can help me.  Well not so much, He assumes because neither girl will have anything to do with him he is just going to start dinner.  He asked me (while I'm laying Emma down trying to get Tylenol down her throat and Hailey trying to climb me) how many of these chicken legs do you want me to cook.  Really, Really I could care less how many you cook I just give him a look like seriously I am over here trying to hold our daughter down to give her Tylenol she keeps spitting out and you want to know how many chicken legs I want you to cook.  What I really wanted to say wasn't appropriate to say in front of our precious girls but I was like he's a man he just doesn't get it.  So I get less than half a dose of Tylenol in Emma and she is finally loosing her fever.  Thank you Jesus for that working.  All I can do now is pray that she doesn't get it back and that she doesn't have the stomach bug.  Also praying that Hailey doesn't get it.  It's horrible when babies are sick and you can't do anything really to make it go away. 

About my husband... He later apologized but I get it he is just being a guy I love him with all my heart and he loves me and our girls.  He just didn't know what he could have done to help.  At that moment though I wanted to just throw that chicken at him and tell him to forget about dinner.

 The night ended on a sweet note.  Emma seems to be feeling better and all three of my loves are in the bed.  I'm soon to follow if I could just get sleepy enough. 

On another good note I did get to go to the gym today I always feel so much better when I do go.  And Emma did okay with the potty this morning.  All a work in progress. 

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