I’ve been looking forward to this day for two months.
I’m taking all of next week off. ALL of it. It’s the longest break from the daycare I’ve had since…well for at least two years. A whole week.
I’ve been giddy all day. Today’s my last day!! A world of opportunities to do WHATEVER I want for a WHOLE week. The zoo, the aquarium, movies, the children’s museum…we were gonna have so much fun.
Tomorrow night is game night at Lolo’s. Husband/wife teams playing pictionary. SO much fun. (nerd alert. I know).
Another night Pat and I plan to take the kids to Seaside. SO much fun.
I have a girls night planned with my high school friends. SO much fun.
Until about 5 minutes ago.
I had a hunch…just a small little voice in my head that we can call “mother’s intuition”.
Mother’s Intuition: Hmmm. Maile looks a little pale today….wonder what’s up with that.
Me: Ahhhh…she needs to drink more water. I’m not giving her anymore milk, she’s probably dehydrated.
Mother’s Intuition: Yeah….but she’s lacking that extra bit spunk she normally has and she sure isn’t eating much.
Me: Well, she didn’t have much of a nap today she’s probably extra tired.
Mother’s Intuition: Kind of weird that she’s asking to go to bed so early though…especially with a friend over for the night. Normally she’d be yapping all night, refusing to sleep.
Me: HEY Mother’s Intuition!! I got big plans this week and Maile being sick is NOT going to sit well with me so SUCK it.
No sooner did I finish saying this to Mother’s Intuition did I go into Maile’s room to check on her.
Maile: Mom I getting sick.
Mom: (cringe) Why do you say that?
Maile: Cause my troat hurts right here….and when I get up it hurts.
Mom: Where does it hurt?
Maile: Dest…here (she brushes her hands up and down her whole body)
I feel her head. Damn it. One of those times when only a moron would need a thermometer to tell you this child is burning up.
And here’s the somewhat comical part of a very un-comical situation…I gave Maile a teaspoon of MOTRIN to make her feel better. That video was bad Karma. I’m SORRY Motrin!!!!
So it looks like baby girl is going to be sick. She said she feels like she could throw up and I am BEYOND bummed right now. We were gonna have so much fun. Now she’s gonna be sick…and Laina and Kainoa will probably get it…no game night. No Seaside trip. I’ll get it just in time to miss my girls night. And this just sucks.
I guess it could be worse though. She could be sick AND I could be running the daycare. I hate it when my kids get sick and I can’t sit with them and take care of them like I’d like to because the other kids are demanding my attention. So at least I can dote on her proper like.
I’m going to hold out hope that it’s just a little fever and it will be gone in the morning…keep your fingers crossed for NO throwing up!!!
It’s 9:40 and I’m headed to the store to pick up some anti-sick tools to make my girl better.
I’m taking all of next week off. ALL of it. It’s the longest break from the daycare I’ve had since…well for at least two years. A whole week.
I’ve been giddy all day. Today’s my last day!! A world of opportunities to do WHATEVER I want for a WHOLE week. The zoo, the aquarium, movies, the children’s museum…we were gonna have so much fun.
Tomorrow night is game night at Lolo’s. Husband/wife teams playing pictionary. SO much fun. (nerd alert. I know).
Another night Pat and I plan to take the kids to Seaside. SO much fun.
I have a girls night planned with my high school friends. SO much fun.
Until about 5 minutes ago.
I had a hunch…just a small little voice in my head that we can call “mother’s intuition”.
Mother’s Intuition: Hmmm. Maile looks a little pale today….wonder what’s up with that.
Me: Ahhhh…she needs to drink more water. I’m not giving her anymore milk, she’s probably dehydrated.
Mother’s Intuition: Yeah….but she’s lacking that extra bit spunk she normally has and she sure isn’t eating much.
Me: Well, she didn’t have much of a nap today she’s probably extra tired.
Mother’s Intuition: Kind of weird that she’s asking to go to bed so early though…especially with a friend over for the night. Normally she’d be yapping all night, refusing to sleep.
Me: HEY Mother’s Intuition!! I got big plans this week and Maile being sick is NOT going to sit well with me so SUCK it.
No sooner did I finish saying this to Mother’s Intuition did I go into Maile’s room to check on her.
Maile: Mom I getting sick.
Mom: (cringe) Why do you say that?
Maile: Cause my troat hurts right here….and when I get up it hurts.
Mom: Where does it hurt?
Maile: Dest…here (she brushes her hands up and down her whole body)
I feel her head. Damn it. One of those times when only a moron would need a thermometer to tell you this child is burning up.
And here’s the somewhat comical part of a very un-comical situation…I gave Maile a teaspoon of MOTRIN to make her feel better. That video was bad Karma. I’m SORRY Motrin!!!!
So it looks like baby girl is going to be sick. She said she feels like she could throw up and I am BEYOND bummed right now. We were gonna have so much fun. Now she’s gonna be sick…and Laina and Kainoa will probably get it…no game night. No Seaside trip. I’ll get it just in time to miss my girls night. And this just sucks.
I guess it could be worse though. She could be sick AND I could be running the daycare. I hate it when my kids get sick and I can’t sit with them and take care of them like I’d like to because the other kids are demanding my attention. So at least I can dote on her proper like.
I’m going to hold out hope that it’s just a little fever and it will be gone in the morning…keep your fingers crossed for NO throwing up!!!
It’s 9:40 and I’m headed to the store to pick up some anti-sick tools to make my girl better.