Two down. . .

KC and I took Alex to the urgent care on Sunday evening after we discovered his slight fever. Lovely. I suspected an ear infection, but looks like his throat is the culprit. No wonder he only took a 20 minute afternoon nap after crying for about 1 1/2 hours, even while on pain meds. But as far as urgent care experiences go, this wasn’t bad at all. We were the only people in the waiting room, and it was closing in about 30 minutes. Of course Alex was entertaining the staff, not acting sick in the least (thank you Tylenol). I’m sure he was a bright way to end a weekend workday during the cold and flu season. We also had a unusually quick time getting his antibiotic filled at the pharmacy next door. We were home in time to feed him and put them all to bed at the right time.

I take back what I said about the nights being okay, because for the past few days they’ve been a nightmare. I lose track of who I am up with, when, and how long I stay up. More often than not, as soon as I am drifting back to sleep someone is up again. My poor sick babies. I’ve learned to get things done during the hours they won’t let me sleep by cleaning the kitchen, or taking a ridiculously long showers. My bathroom has to be cleaned. I think I’ll put that on my list for 3 AM tomorrow. I might be going insane. I’ll keep you posted on that.

Okay Bennett, now it’s your turn. What have you got for us? We can’t wait to find out.