We went to visit family over Thanksgiving and they were a huge help with the kids.
Now we are back home trying to do it all by ourselves.
Last night Baby B cried for three hours, then slept for four hours straight.
I didn't get four hours of sleep. I don't know how many times I woke up to make sure she was still breathing. Yep, she still breathes funny.
Little Man had an axillary temperature of 103.5 degrees last night. I don't know how many times I woke up to care for him (Tylenol, Motrin, tepid bath).
Today Tater is at school and Yardboy is at work.
The house is a massive mess!
Baby B and I smell like sour milk because she has been puking constantly today.
Little Man is supposed to be napping, but isn't. I think he is afraid of what I might do if he asks to get out of bed again. I can hear him talking and banging the headboard.
Christmas is three weeks away, and we haven't even begun to shop, or decorate, or plan or... The fall decorations are still on the front porch.
I have to pick up Tater in one hour, so I need to change out of my smelly pajamas now.
UPDATE: One week later.
Little Man had a fever for 6 days but is much better now.
I finished all of the Christmas shopping for the kids this morning.
Crickey helped us clean and organize on Saturday. Mom kept the kids while Crickey was here. Hooray for Crickey and Mom!
Reflux medication is helping Baby B spit up less frequently. She seems so much more comfortable. She is sleeping better, so I am sleeping better.