Well last week I talked about having THAT CHILD. Little did I know, that following that post would come THE WEEK. You know the kind. The kind where shit just keeps happening. You guys. What did I just experience?
Life is weird. And overwhelming. And SWEET MERCY.
Want to know what what nuts feels like?
last Saturday: Matt was starting to get sick. Well his ears were getting weird and his sinuses were going bonkers. So yeah, he was getting sick.
Sunday: While celebrating our friends at their baby shower I was stung by a rogue bee on my hand (seriously, eff bees – yes I know they’re endangered, but I’ve been stung SIX times now, it’s ridiculous). After the shower Matt heads to Urgent Care, he’s got some sinus issues and gets a prescription that’ll hopefully help.
Monday: SURPRISE! Apparently I’m allergic to the bee sting. My left hand ballooned. Had to take an afternoon trip to Urgent Care and get some steroids and bah.
Wednesday: Matt is definitely ill. Riley is starting to get sick. What is happening? To give Matt a break I took Riley out of the house and we trekked to Target. I sat him on a bench to try on some new shoes. I put the shoes back that didn’t fit and left my child sitting on the bench that was just a little too high. And then two seconds later he face planted. Bit his lip, blood everywhere, middle of Target and I didn’t have a diaper bag. I don’t think I’ve ever been in and out of Target quicker (yes, I bought the shoes).
Thursday: Riley is definitely sick. And loopy. And sick. In a goofy moment we were all playing and before we knew it, he tripped on my feet and went head first into the door frame. BAH. The rest of the afternoon was spent snuggling and not sleeping and ugh. Eventually we took him to Urgent Care (man, they love us) and turns out – DOUBLE EAR INFECTION! HURRAY!
Friday: What is sleep? I miss sleep. Sleep is nice. My husband can’t stop coughing, my child is sick and we’re all watching a whole lot of Sesame Street (A LOT).
Saturday: After his nap I figured I’d take Riley on a walk to, you know, get out of the house a bit. I even decided to try some froyo with him and sit outside for a bit. BAD DECISION. Not to be too gross here, but within five minutes, my child puked all over me. It was horrendous. Luckily Matt drove over to pick us up and we showered and Riley seemed fine afterwards. But EW. The rest of the night was more Sesame Street and college football and showers.
Sunday: 1am wake up anyone? With more puke? SURE. It’s amazing I didn’t just curl into a ball and start crying at this point. Poor Matt was on the couch coughing, Riley woke up crying and covered in puke. It was a long night. A shower, a clean up, and lots of cuddles. We are so tired.
And with that. We’re starting over. Clean slate. This week I deem the week that shit gets back to normal. My boys get healthy. And I pull it together to celebrate my best friend’s wedding this coming weekend.
Life. GET IT TOGETHER.
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