15 Month Well Baby - Update

{just returned home from the doctor's office}

Day 8 & 9 of the 10 day antibiotic for Andrew's double ear infection, he became clingy and cranky along with running a fever and much whining and crying so I got him an appointment to see the doctor - and found out that his medication wasn't clearing up his right ear at all. He also has developed some pain and soreness where his Dtap shot was given. And more teeth are working their way in. Poor little guy! I too would be clingy and cranky and crying! So....another round of a different antibiotic and motrin for the teeth and leg pain was in order.

As well as some fun at the playground! :)

Despite him feeling sick and being quite grumpy...i still managed to get a few smiles out of him!

{going down the slide}

Seriously?

{Jocelyn enjoying her chocolate donut}

Why is it that colds seem to suck your brains dry and leave you left feeling stupid?

Aubrey forgot her school lunch at home so we all piled into the car to drop it off.

When asked by the secretary who her teacher was, I gave a blank stare and tried for the life of me to remember. (tap, tap...anyone home?) This would have normally slipped off my tongue easily. But instead, I offered up the assistant principal’s name instead. (Long story short – we aren’t on the best of terms (we don’t both agree on the same definition of the word: honesty) and I saw her peaking around the corner, so I have a feeling that’s why I said her name on accident.)

I like the secretary. She’s genuinely nice and doesn’t get on the political bandwagon. It’s too bad she’s retiring! They need more people like her.

So she kindly asked, “What grade is she in?”

4th I replied.

And then she listed the right teacher’s name. Duh! To ease my embarrassment, I chuckled as I backed up to quickly leave, and made an apologetic comment that my children have taken my brain.

I thought I was rehearsing in my head on our way home what I should have said back at the school instead of making a fool of myself. But apparently I was talking to myself outloud because Jocelyn was quick to interrupt me saying, “Mommy, are you talking to yourself?”

"Why yes---yes I am." [scary!]

The original plan was to go straight home. But I felt that a treat was in desperate need so Starbucks it was. A mini chocolate donut dipped in white frosting with sprinkles for the misses and an apple fritter for me. Of course, I shared with Andrew. And I believe he loved it just as much as I did. I'll vouge for him that he did-he enhauled every piece I gave him. I think that a treat every once in awhile is definitely a must. Especially being a mom. But I also love seeing the spontaneous smiles these treats bring to my children's faces. And I can't possibly forget that to my rescue, the sun is out today (a miracle!) and it has truly lifted my spirits. Hopefully I’ll be able to find my brain around here somewhere...

Otherwise, I’m NOT leaving the house until I do!!

Not Music To My Ears

{Jocelyn today - not feeling well}

Friday I took Jocelyn to go see the doctor because she was complaining of it hurting when she had to pee. Because she's not potty trained yet and can't give a normal pee sample, they decided to do a catheter on her to get it instead. Hearing that tore me to pieces. I hate seeing her in distress and pain. The first try didn't go too well so they had to try another time. Unfortunately, they weren't able to get much from it to run a test so they told me to take her over to the E.R. Great! More words that break my heart! I don't know anyone that particularly LIKES going to the doctors or to the E.R. so I know I can speak for many on this. I rushed to pick up Aubrey from school and then meet John at home. We discussed who was going to take who (Jocelyn to the E.R. & Aubrey to soccer practice). As much as I didn't want to go through it again that day, I knew that I had to take her in and be with her. It was a hard decision to make as I knew this choice would lead me to not having Andrew with me as well. (I refuse to take my babies into the E.R. atmosphere unless they need to be there!) The E.R.'s motto seems to stem from the military's motto: hurry up and wait! (It really isn't their motto; I just like to say it is!) We did a lot of that. Waiting! Fill out paper work, go back and sit and wait for name to be called, go to triage, go back and sit and wait for name to be called again, go to a room, after test - go back and sit and wait for name to be called AGAIN, and then go to a room AGAIN. It got old real fast and 5 hours later they gave us the results: negative for a UTI. I was confused why that was but was thankful at least. The doctor said they were going to let the culture grow over the next few days in case there was something they didn't catch while we were there. And low and behold, he called us yesterday to report that the results changed. That she did indeed have an infection and called in an antibiotic. And it's a good thing too because she spiked a fever in the night and wasn't feeling well at all. It's so hard to see your children sick and in pain. I can still vividly remember her screaming in the E.R. and in the room they put us in. At one point, I had done everything I could do to calm her and at another attempt of distraction, I asked her what her Ritz cracker looked like. "A moon? A sun?" I had asked her. "No mama, it looks like a cracker!" Wow. She sure does point out the obvious doesn't she? :) Today is day one on antibiotics. Let's hope we get this infection to go away soon so I can get my little girl's cute personality back! :/