When the 3 year old doesn't sleep... **UPDATE***

beep beep beep beep... update alert... how thrilling!

After quite the eventful trip to the doctor with my two sick children, we've got a double ear infection and strep throat.

Henry= amox. for his ears
Maeve= keflex (she's allergic to amox.) for her throat

Now tell me, moms with more than two children- how in the WORLD do you take them to the doctors (together, while they're sick and cranky- and you're alone) and NOT create some sort of a scene??? Please, please share. my gosh..........



nooooobody sleeps. FACT.

My poor buggy girl is sick with something... which made for an incredibly LONG night.

It's times like this that I feel there should be some compensation (such as a massage? or pedicure?) for being a 24/7 momma. Don't get me wrong- I wouldn't change it for the world- and I am thankful every day that I'm fortunate enough to be able to stay home with the kids.... (by fortunate, I don't mean FORTUNATE in monetary terms... good Lord, no... maybe some day, but not today :)

Yesterday afternoon, Maeve felt warm to me- I took her armpit temp and it was 100. I bumped it up a degree (that's what you're supposed to do for under the arm, right?) coming to the conclusion that Maeve's body temp was 101... or around there. I gave her some tylenol, asked her if her throat, ears or tummy hurt, etc. Of course she said yes to all of the above. I gave her tylenol and let her take a "nap" with me. It was no nap- it was watching cartoons and being bossed by the bug to tickle her... gahhh.

By the time Ryan got home, she was back to normal. Aside from a stuffy nose, (a very stuffy, runny nose) she seemed to be fine. She was playing, torturing Henry, making messes; all the usual happenings around here.

She didn't fall asleep until super late- I'm guessing eleven or so? I could hear her reading books, singing, talking to her animals, etc. I don't remember what time I dozed off, but I do remember being woken up.

Three thirty AM or so, I heard the saddest little whine... "mommmmmma! mommmmmmma!" I went in to her room, expecting for her to say "turn my night light back on..." or "I want to lay with you.." Instead- she was lying on the floor (yeah- she chooses the floor over her bed) in a pile of blankets with red cheeks, crying.

I picked her up and immediately realized she was spiking a fever. I stripped her down (she was in footed pjs of course...) and ran a luke warm bath. I carried her to the couch and rummaged through the medicine cabinet like a mad woman. Medicine, band aids, huge bottles of vitamins- you name it, were spilling out from the cabinet. Then I realized that I had used the thermometer earlier, and it was in the bathroom... not up in the cabinet.

This time the thermometer jumped up to 103. I added that 1 degree, which made her temp 104. And then I freaked out.

I carried her back in our room, and woke up Ryan... he mumbled something like "well keep an eye on her." bahhh :(

I sat in the bath with her (JFYI I hate luke warm baths, and so does Maeve...) and then settled in her room for the night.

Why do fevers scare the heck out me???? I am assuming a "normal" parent who doesn't have anxiety and overwhelming thoughts, would see their child have a temp, give them some tylenol and send them back to bed. I, on the other hand, felt the need to watch her all. night. long.

Around 6 AM or so, she started to feel cool and she had settled down. (yes, after about 2 full hours of tossing and turning...gahhh)

I climbed back into my bed, and around 7 AM I heard Henry.

Today, I am going off of a grand total of 4-5 hours of sleep? And I'm feeling it. WOOOO!

I DID make an appointment for the bugs today- just to rule out an ear infection or pneumonia- (she's had pneumonia twice, so apparently, she's more susceptible to it)... but besides that, I will be home. In pajamas. Doing NOTHING.

Tired is the word of the day.

yawwwwwwwwwn. have a good one!

Okay, REALLY I hate teething.

Just when I thought we were out of teething hell, we entered it again. For the past 3-4 nights (can't specifically remember- they all run together..) Maeve has woken up around 3:30-4 and has screamed/cried until 6 when we will finally get up and eat breakfast. We've been told to throw out the bottles completely, so last time when she was cutting teeth and would wake up howling in the middle of the night, a nice warm bottle would get her back to bed. But now, we literally just lay there and listen to it. We take turns getting up, holding her, rocking her, readjusting covers, stuff like that, but what more can ya do??? I KNOW she wants a bottle, but I feel like we've come pretty far in that department (she is only getting her nighttime bottle now...) and I don't want to go backwards. We've tried taking her out of her crib and into our bed and she just plays, so that's a no go. Other than giving her motrin and comforting her, I'm just kind of at a loss as to what to do...

So this morning... I am dead tired. I don't feel good at all- and I know its from not sleeping for 3 hours last night. My throat hurts, my head hurts and the last thing I want to do (this is total honesty for y'all) is spend the day chasing after Maeve. I wish I could explain to her "Maeve you were up for 3 hours last night, why don't we both just take a nice nap this morning?" HAHAHA. Yeah right... in a matter of minutes the house will be destroyed and I will be at Maeves mercy :)