Saturday, February 10, 2007

Lazy Saturday

This past week was crazy, with Jet and me both being sick. Plus, we had a "showcase night" at school on Thursday evening -- it's for prospective families to come see what our school is about. Therefore, we all have to put our best foot (feet?) forward and glad-hand and make the school look its best. That's all well and good, except that I was trying to catch up from missing a day and a half and I was sick. So, I didn't get home until 9:30 on Thursday.

Last night, we went to Blockbuster and rented a few movies. We watched One Night with the King, and I thought it was great. I studied the book of Esther a couple of years ago with the women's Bible study at our church, and I thought the movie stuck to the story pretty well.

Knight went for a walk first thing this morning, and I was proud of him. So proud, in fact, that I went back to bed about 10:30. I never do that, but I was falling asleep sitting up in the chair in the living room. I think I was still recovering from this week. I slept until noon, then showered, but didn't bother with hair or make-up, and that was wonderful!

Jet and I watched some TV and ate lunch.

Then Knight went to bed and slept for three and a half hours. Jet and I played football, colored pictures, played play-doh, ate popsicles, and cuddled while we watched Monsters, Inc.

Loads of laundry haven't been done, floors haven't been vacummed, (dishes were washed, though, thanks to Knight), and bathrooms haven't been cleaned. Today, however, was wonderful.


Tuesday, February 6, 2007

Mmmm... NyQuil.

On the list for the store:
Diet Dr. Pepper

In the bags when I came home:
Diet Dr. Pepper
Diet Coke
Canned pears
Pint of Blue Bell Ice Cream: Moo-lennium Crunch
Pint of Blue Bell Ice Cream: Pecan Pralines and Cream
Elmo Valentines for Jet for next week's party

Next up: Slug of NyQuil and an in-depth meeting with my pillow to discuss sleep.


Okay, so I sorta meant it...

I guess I'd better be more careful what I wish for. Fortunately, the doctor said it was "one of any of a million viruses", and not the flu or strep or anything else serious. Hopefully that means that I can fight it without a fever.

I really wouldn't have minded being sick instead of Jet, but I don't much care for being sick with Jet. I think he may be over it, though. When he crawled into bed with us sometime last night, he wasn't feverish at all. In fact, he was cool and clammy, as if it had just broken.

However, I was kept awake after 4:00 by the sounds of both of my wonderful men snoring -- Knight in his way that I've learned to sleep through and that can be comforting, and Jet with his congestion that made me wonder if he had stopped breathing every two minutes. I very seriously considered recording them with our camera -- even if it was too dark to see it, the audio would have been great.

Anyway, it's off to work for me. I got about three hundred loads of laundry done and put away yesterday, which means there's only two loads left. Knight and I are splitting the day today, so I'll come home at noon. Part of me says "Yay! More time with Jet!" and part of me says "Oh, man, how am I ever going to catch up at work?". Oh, well. It'll work out.


Sunday, February 4, 2007

I wish I could be sick instead...

My poor sweet son has had a fever and major sinus congestion since Saturday morning. I hate it when he's sick, even though he's not really acting sick. He's still playing hard, and only slightly more cranky than usual. He's still eating, as long as I keep his Tylenol on schedule to control the fever a little. Tonight he was asleep in his daddy's lap at 7:10, which is a minor miracle. He needs the sleep almost as much as I do.

He may have an ear infection. When he was 6 months old, he went through four ear infections in three months. His pediatrician (whom I love, love, LOVE) put tubes in his ears, and it was like magic. He hasn't had an ear infection since then. However, when we went in a couple of months ago, his doctor noted that the tubes had fallen out. I know that some kiddos have to have more put in, and I'd be okay with that. I'll be calling in the morning for an appointment. The doctor's office is wonderful about squeezing us in.

He's just so clingy and needy when he's sick. On one hand, there's a part of me that gets frustrated because I'm trying to get other stuff done, like laundry and dinner. On the other hand, most of me loved being able to drop everything to cuddle and mommy him all day yesterday. I love taking care of him. I suppose it's true that we all need to feel needed, but the need I have to take care of him is overwhelming. I think I'm going to wither up and die when he gets old enough to not need me as much. Hopefully God will grow my heart along as he ages so I'll be prepared.