And Bubby almost got to make his first trip to urgent care tonight, yay! Oh wait... Yeah, he ker-plunked, head-first, onto the floor as he was climbing into his booster chair at the kitchen table. I did a little shriek, picked him up, let him cry in my arms for a couple of minutes, tried not to giggle at Baby Bear sitting in her chair at the table and cracking up, tried not to be frustrated with Popo in our faces: "What happened? What happened? What happened?", then took a look at the damage. He instantly had a crazy purple and red doozie on his forehead. It was huge and it was different than the usual ones, so it freaked me out. My mom and the pediatricians' nurse advised me. He wanted his Tylenol and when asked said his head hurt, but really seemed fine right away. Until he squeezed his pinkie finger in the folding door. Bad night for the little fella.
Somewhat difficult day again today. We were very lonely and had cabin fever. We didn't make it to church because Baby Bear's been sick. She was still a mess today, but could be much worse.
I still had the smallest sliver of patience throughout most of the day, but it wasn't quite as bad as last night. A nice walk and ride on their bikes midday boosted our spirits a little. And after their naps, we really had a great night together (except, of course, for the medical incidents). We had breakfast for dinner, then painted pictures and played games. I love my kids.
It wasn't really cold enough to warrant the hoods, but they love them so
This trip sure has been getting difficult for me lately. Scoop: it's really hard to be a "single" parent to three small kids, 24 hours a day, with no external forces imposing structure (like a job or something). It's all up to me to make our days organized but fun, keep them from killing each other (a task becoming more daunting each day), train them, and feed them. Oh, and occasionally get some food in my mouth. And keep our house standing. I'm not really whining, just laying it all out. Earlier today I was whining.
Poor Bubby!!! I was cringing just reading about it. I'm glad all is better with him. I'm so excited about the Princess' tooth coming in! :-) At least now you know for sure it was the tooth. :-)
ReplyDeleteHang in there! I'll try to visit you this week, hopefully this will break up your days.
Hang in there! I know you can do it!! I'm praying big time for you! (and Brandon, I'm sure it's hard to read how tough it's getting)
I guess I'm tired... I just realized I told you to "hang in there" twice. It must be extra advice! :-)
ReplyDeleteHe's okay now, right? I hate hearing about them getting hurt and I can't be there to make them feel better. I know you're doing good but I wish I was there too. And I'm missing so much with Anna!!
ReplyDeleteI'm gonna give you some original advice and say, hang in there! Not much longer.
Are those still phone pictures? They're pretty good.
Oh, poor Bubby! I could cry. Poor Mommy, too. It's almost over Alana. The craft show is over. I'm a phone call away. Uncle Garrett was asking if I'd have children today when he comes over on his break.
ReplyDeleteWe want you guys to come stay with us for however long you want to...2 days, 3 days, a week. :) If you can make the drive better than I did Saturday night, you can be here and I'll help you take care of children and we'll have a grand old time. :)
ReplyDeleteThose children are such troopers, and you too. You are doing better than you think this time. You didn't tell me Anna cut her first tooth.....hurray.
ReplyDeleteMan, you have so much to keep track of. And you are missing out on going to church.
ReplyDeleteYou can do it, even though it is hard.
"casting all your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you"
"Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.
And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus"
Oh yeah...
ReplyDeleteHang in there!