Here it is 2:00 in the afternoon and the boys and I are still in our night clothes. It was a rough night and morning. My 7yr old started the day with a 100.3 temp and vomitting. Fun!
Today was supposed to be the school's field day. The good news (sort of) is that it rained so I don't think my son missed out after all. The poor guy was laying on a blanket in the middle of the living room, shaking like crazy saying, "I'm fine. It's field day". When I kissed his forhead (Mom's standard temp gauge) I could tell he wasn't fine.
He was acting very strange and crying easily last night. He woke up several times but I thought it was just because he was congested. When he had been awake at 11:30, 4AM, 6AM then was up for the morning, I knew I was in for something bad. This is a kid that usually snores from 9:30-8AM straight.
We have been dozing on and off since about 11:00. The little big guy is looking a lot better but it might just be temporary effects from Motrin. I am bracing myself for the 3yr old to be up all night next. Motherhood really is the toughest job you will ever love. You forget how tired you are when you look at your little one and nothing but concern enters your mind.
I got some Sprite and toast in him and he is perking up some more. He is even on the floor playing Candy Land with his little brother. Some of the giggles are returning. Nothing else matters at the moment.