This past week J and I got sick. First, I got strep throat from some lame resident (I shouldn't call her lame. I love her for giving me strep---jerk) who was supposed to relocate home because she got mononucleosis and streptococcus. It took me a second to realize the man telling me this was simply saying mono and strep. This is totally off the record, but are you kidding me? You are a College aged girl, and you expect me to take you seriously, and you have MONO AND STREP!!?? Hmmm...
Anyway, back on subject. I got strep in the process of helping her move. At least that's what I want to assume. I was miserable, but it worked out well that the weather was a little iffy this past week. For some reason, you always feel better when you are sick, and it seems like the rest of the world is suffering with you---of course I mean the rest of the world, as in the actual weather, NOT the rest of the world, as in the population. That would not be cool.
Again, I seem to be getting so sidetracked!! So, I got strep, and then poor little Baby J got something funky. Still not sure what it was. He would get a 102 fever, and just moan and groan. We would give him ibuprofen and it would totally go away within 20 minutes, and just he would just pass out tired. When he would wake up, he would be his normal chipper self. But, of course, once the ibuprofen wore off, 6 hours later he would do the same thing. Fever, sleep, wake up, play, fever, repeat.
Is it really bad if I actually partially enjoyed this time with my son?? Don't get me wrong, I cried right along with him, and was worried half to death, sometimes cursing the fact that we don't own a car right now (don't get me started on that!), so I couldn't take my baby to the nearest hospital an hour and half away (wait..don't get me started on that, either!) in the middle of the night when he was just on fire! But, when J is sick, he is so cuddly, and I just can't get enough of it! Oh, it warms my soul! I am the ONLY ONE IN THE WORLD that my son wants!! And all he wants to do is cuddle. With ME! Ah, it's wonderful. This is not even slightly normal for him. He has never (ever!) been one to cuddle. Not even when he was a tiny brand new born. It always broke my heart! So, when he is sick, I just cherish my J boy time.
So J, I'm sorry you got sick my sweet little one. Truly! I am!! I would never wish that upon your poor little soul. But thank you, thank you, thank you!! THANK YOU FOR FINALLY CUDDLING WITH ME! I love you!
And I will ALWAYS cuddle with you.
Anyway, back on subject. I got strep in the process of helping her move. At least that's what I want to assume. I was miserable, but it worked out well that the weather was a little iffy this past week. For some reason, you always feel better when you are sick, and it seems like the rest of the world is suffering with you---of course I mean the rest of the world, as in the actual weather, NOT the rest of the world, as in the population. That would not be cool.
Again, I seem to be getting so sidetracked!! So, I got strep, and then poor little Baby J got something funky. Still not sure what it was. He would get a 102 fever, and just moan and groan. We would give him ibuprofen and it would totally go away within 20 minutes, and just he would just pass out tired. When he would wake up, he would be his normal chipper self. But, of course, once the ibuprofen wore off, 6 hours later he would do the same thing. Fever, sleep, wake up, play, fever, repeat.
Is it really bad if I actually partially enjoyed this time with my son?? Don't get me wrong, I cried right along with him, and was worried half to death, sometimes cursing the fact that we don't own a car right now (don't get me started on that!), so I couldn't take my baby to the nearest hospital an hour and half away (wait..don't get me started on that, either!) in the middle of the night when he was just on fire! But, when J is sick, he is so cuddly, and I just can't get enough of it! Oh, it warms my soul! I am the ONLY ONE IN THE WORLD that my son wants!! And all he wants to do is cuddle. With ME! Ah, it's wonderful. This is not even slightly normal for him. He has never (ever!) been one to cuddle. Not even when he was a tiny brand new born. It always broke my heart! So, when he is sick, I just cherish my J boy time.
So J, I'm sorry you got sick my sweet little one. Truly! I am!! I would never wish that upon your poor little soul. But thank you, thank you, thank you!! THANK YOU FOR FINALLY CUDDLING WITH ME! I love you!
And I will ALWAYS cuddle with you.
I look sick..gross. I know. I was, so what can ya do?
you crack me up. kate got more cuddly with age, maybe he'll still come around...
ReplyDeleteawww poor j and taylor... get better!
ReplyDeleteSICKO hahaha I am glad you are getting better so you can be apart of my life again. Baby E misses J so much.
ReplyDeleteScooby just misses me. Dont worry. Just like 6 more days...
ReplyDeleteSo I found you on my friend AJ's blog...I won't even discuss the Hale and the reason you probably got sick... don't even get me started, I will be here all night. This last week in the Hale has been such crap. How did I not know you were sick? I am so lame and so unobservant. I hope you and little J are doing better. See you tonight for the meeting...can't wait....fun.
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