Wednesday, August 12, 2009

House Arrest.

The past three days have been filled with Tylenol, ibuprofen, medicine charts, sleepless nights and fevers. The only Dille lucky enough to not catch the bug was Mike. Well maybe luck isn't the right word, because he stayed home to take care of all of us. Yes, dad of the year did it again and saved me.

I'm not sure what we got, just fevers and body aches, but that was enough to do us in and enough to put us all on house arrest for the week. I can't decide where we caught it, some carrier monkey at either the gym daycare or church nursery would be my guess. :) But on a happy note everyone seems to be fever free tonight and feeling better. A sigh of relief considering last night was a doosey. Once we were able to get one baby down and settled, the other one would wake up screaming. This went on until about 1 a.m. and then Mike brought Carter into bed with us. I would have too. He felt pretty bad and just wanted to be close to Mike and I. This would have worked out better if he actually slept. Instead, for five hours he tossed and turned, stood up and down, poked our heads, patted our faces and laid diagonal taking up as much bed space as possible. I believe the only sleep Mike and I got last night was a few hours after 6 when I was able to put Carter in his own bed.

After three days of not leaving the house we are all in dire need to get out. So that is the plan for tomorrow, go somewhere where Carter can get all of this wiggles out and run a muck. I also need a reason to actually get dressed and get moving. There's only so much "Cars" and "Bolt" this mommy can take. I heard this all week, "more cars" and "more dog" oh and then I also heard a lot of this, "mom" "mommy" "ma" "mom" as Carter followed me around every inch of our house. I love my little boys, but I believe a break from each other and seeing a few new faces is much needed.

So here are a few pictures from the past week. It has been almost a week since I last posted.

Owen, still has the baby arm rolls.
Carter showing of his new truck pj's. He loves his cars and trucks.
Owen attempting the sippy cup. His facial expression to me seems to say, "mom, seriously? I'm thirsty how do I get it out of this thing?"
Owen 9.5 months last Sunday.
Carter at the playground last week. He insisted on "no shoes" while he was there. I've always wondered how he takes his shoes of all the time, because at home he usually hollers for help. That afternoon, from across the park, I see Tayson and Carter sitting in the grass. One shoe at a time Tayson helps Carter take his shoes off and then Carter turns to help Tayson. Mystery solved.
Here's to a better rest of the week.


Noel Family said...

I'm so sorry, that sucks. I had the same thing but a couple of months ago. Thank goodness Mason and Ryan didn't get it, but it seriously knocked me out for probably 5 days! Because after the fever, body aches, and chills, I had major sinus problems! So not fun.

Heather said...

I'm glad you're on the mend. Lucky you that Mike could stay home and help out! The sippy cup shot is funny because Dillon will drink the last few sips of Ayden's drink out of the sippy but if I try to give him his formula in the sippy he sucks it too hard, it comes out too fast and he looks at me like, 'what the heck mom?' They're so fun.

Jeanette said...

I'm glad you got to get out and even go to BUNCO. It was great seeing you. Did you win?

Kendall and Lee'sa said...

Yucky! I'm sorry you were all sick. Kylee still come in our bed in the wee hours of the morning a couple times a week. It does make for less quality sleep. Glad you're feeling better.