Sick, In Spite Of It All
Yes, we are officially SICK, SICK, SICK. In spite of all of the days spent keeping my tiny trio inside and out of the weird and nasty weather, they have managed to get sick anyways.
Sick toddlers just are not any fun, either. They don't understand what exactly is going on with their little bodies, and often refuse to acknowledge that it just cannot be helped.
Kaiden actually became upset at the idea that his nose wanted to be runny. He would wipe it with the back of his hand, then look at his work.
He determined that it was NOT good, and it made him cry. This of course meant that his nose would run even MORE than it was to begin with.
So, for the last few days, we have been privy to this never ending cycle of Kaiden trying to conquer his sniffles, to no avail.
Then there is Kian. Kian, who normally doesn't require as much sleep as everyone else, decides to power nap for hours on end when he gets sick.
This means that not only will he wake up alone in his nursery (if I don't have to help him wake up of course,) but that he will manage to miss lunch almost every day this past week.
I have discovered that Kian does not like cold chicken bits in the least. It makes him sad.
In fact, almost EVERYTHING makes Kian sad when he is sick. I literally had to pull up a chair next to his feeding chair just so he could make it through his breakfast.
As if this wasn't enough, I found myself actually holding his little Kian-guy hand for nearly the entire meal.
He let go only long enough to lick his pointer finger, stick a fruit loop on the end of it, and put it to his mouth.
Who knew that he actually eats all of the green fruit loops first, then the yellow ones, and then his sibling's colors next before finally finishing everything off?
Apparently when I color coded their bottles at birth, those colors really stuck with them and made quite an impression, hence his discriminatory practices.
Poor little Kian guy, he just could not make it five minutes in a day without a tear rolling down his cherubic little cheek.
I couldn't go potty without him bursting into tears. In fact, he preferred that I sit in the recliner and hold him as much as humanly possible.
This practice of course would never do for his siblings. I found myself getting mobbed by Kaiden and Vivienne soon enough.
Because of all of the tiny baby fights that kept happening in my lap (I drew the line when Kaiden decided to bring a rather large Tonka Truck and tried pushing Kian out of my lap with it) so I moved to the sofa.
On the sofa, I was rudely reminded exactly HOW three tiny babies were able to fit inside my stomach.
I had them all clamoring for their respective spot as soon as I sat down, too. YES, they remember exactly how they were packed, too!
The problem is, that Vivienne was always laying lengthwise on top of the boys and was having trouble getting into position.
It hurt. It hurt a LOT! And of course, the babies fought. Kaiden would lick his hand and put it in Vivienne's face to make her cry.
Kian would try and pull her hair while Kai was attacking from the other side. Vivienne feigned being asleep as if to try and get some sort of sympathy from me while launching her counter-attack of attempting to share her Bogey's with her brothers.
Did I mention that nap time came early quite a lot this week? You can BET that I had them up those stairs as fast as I could manage after that!
Luckily, Vivienne decided to be sick gracefully for the most part. She only decided to limit her diet a bit and never did become quite as clingy as her brothers did.
But man, oh man, did the boys find ways to be clingy! This week was a week full of tears and a Mum who probably ought to take a vacation!
We're not out of the woods, yet. Thankfully, I had a stash of cold medicine in the cabinet since the FDA decided to rule against them for older babies and toddlers too this week.
Tomorrow, the weather promises to be gross again, but I'm prepared. I have an arsenal of cold remedies and a fridge full of juice ready to go!
Now if I can only hold on to my sanity through all of this, I will be in business!
Sick toddlers just are not any fun, either. They don't understand what exactly is going on with their little bodies, and often refuse to acknowledge that it just cannot be helped.
Kaiden actually became upset at the idea that his nose wanted to be runny. He would wipe it with the back of his hand, then look at his work.
He determined that it was NOT good, and it made him cry. This of course meant that his nose would run even MORE than it was to begin with.
So, for the last few days, we have been privy to this never ending cycle of Kaiden trying to conquer his sniffles, to no avail.
Then there is Kian. Kian, who normally doesn't require as much sleep as everyone else, decides to power nap for hours on end when he gets sick.
This means that not only will he wake up alone in his nursery (if I don't have to help him wake up of course,) but that he will manage to miss lunch almost every day this past week.
I have discovered that Kian does not like cold chicken bits in the least. It makes him sad.
In fact, almost EVERYTHING makes Kian sad when he is sick. I literally had to pull up a chair next to his feeding chair just so he could make it through his breakfast.
As if this wasn't enough, I found myself actually holding his little Kian-guy hand for nearly the entire meal.
He let go only long enough to lick his pointer finger, stick a fruit loop on the end of it, and put it to his mouth.
Who knew that he actually eats all of the green fruit loops first, then the yellow ones, and then his sibling's colors next before finally finishing everything off?
Apparently when I color coded their bottles at birth, those colors really stuck with them and made quite an impression, hence his discriminatory practices.
Poor little Kian guy, he just could not make it five minutes in a day without a tear rolling down his cherubic little cheek.
I couldn't go potty without him bursting into tears. In fact, he preferred that I sit in the recliner and hold him as much as humanly possible.
This practice of course would never do for his siblings. I found myself getting mobbed by Kaiden and Vivienne soon enough.
Because of all of the tiny baby fights that kept happening in my lap (I drew the line when Kaiden decided to bring a rather large Tonka Truck and tried pushing Kian out of my lap with it) so I moved to the sofa.
On the sofa, I was rudely reminded exactly HOW three tiny babies were able to fit inside my stomach.
I had them all clamoring for their respective spot as soon as I sat down, too. YES, they remember exactly how they were packed, too!
The problem is, that Vivienne was always laying lengthwise on top of the boys and was having trouble getting into position.
It hurt. It hurt a LOT! And of course, the babies fought. Kaiden would lick his hand and put it in Vivienne's face to make her cry.
Kian would try and pull her hair while Kai was attacking from the other side. Vivienne feigned being asleep as if to try and get some sort of sympathy from me while launching her counter-attack of attempting to share her Bogey's with her brothers.
Did I mention that nap time came early quite a lot this week? You can BET that I had them up those stairs as fast as I could manage after that!
Luckily, Vivienne decided to be sick gracefully for the most part. She only decided to limit her diet a bit and never did become quite as clingy as her brothers did.
But man, oh man, did the boys find ways to be clingy! This week was a week full of tears and a Mum who probably ought to take a vacation!
We're not out of the woods, yet. Thankfully, I had a stash of cold medicine in the cabinet since the FDA decided to rule against them for older babies and toddlers too this week.
Tomorrow, the weather promises to be gross again, but I'm prepared. I have an arsenal of cold remedies and a fridge full of juice ready to go!
Now if I can only hold on to my sanity through all of this, I will be in business!
1 Comments:
And to think we have improv rehearsals tonight !! hopefully the little angels will sleep soundly !!! love ya
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