Weekend Update
I wish I had another weekend. This one flew right by. It was the second weekend of Michael’s off rotation, but the first full weekend he was home, no thanks to that smelly fish cake dispatcher. Let it go, Mishelle, let it go.
The highlight of the end-of-the-week and the weekend was the snow. Georgia actually got snow. It was even enough snow for snowmen to be created. Olivia kicked off our neighborhood’s “Snowman Fest ’08″, then her pal from across the street built one, and today we discovered that the little old lady that lives next door made -not one, but- two! The one closer to her house even has a carrot and a hat.
The lowlight of the weekend was Olivia getting sick.
“Mama, did I get sick because I played outside?”
“I don’t know, baby, did you eat any of the snow?”
“I did lick an icicle.”
“Oh baby, I think that’s what did it!”
“Reeeeeeeeally?”
“No, baby, I’m just joking.”
“Mama”
/laughter (I. so. bad.)
I was sleeping with the baby when she woke me up with the classic “Mama I don’t feel so good.”
Michael didn’t want to disturb us, seeing as Davey had a bad night of sleep the previous night, so he was camped out on the couch. I made sure Davey was barricaded with pillows, and walked into our bathroom with her. She was white as a ghost and her main complaint was that her stomach felt icky. She was also burning up. So, I washed her face with cold water and we stayed hovered over the toilet bowl for a few minutes. I was rubbing her back, and suddenly she said, “Mama, I don’t feel so good. I’m…i’m…fa…aalll…ing,” and my arms caught her and I gently laid her on the bathroom floor.
She totally fainted, and I was totally worried. She came to just as quickly as she went out. I helped her up and I was leading her to my bed, she passed out again. This time I grew even more concerned. I laid her on her side (in case she might vomit) and went to the stairs to call for Michael. I turned around to see she had already thrown up, and was sitting up looking quite confused. As we got her cleaned up, she threw up again, so we cleaned her up some more, got her showered and changed, and set up on the other couch to sleep. What a night. The most comforting thing, though, was listening to Livey and her Papa talk in the dark. I thought it was sweet.
She’s much better now. No fevers. No vomiting. No nothing. Now I am just waiting for the boys to possibly get struck with this “virus”. I hope not, though.
So, as a result, Saturday was spent very low-key. More snow fell, and the kids wanted (read: begged) to play outside, but I wouldn’t let them. I mean, come on, they’ve played in FEET of snow before. Feet. This was just a couple of inches!
Michael got out for a bit to pick up his dry cleaning, get in some range time, and go to see [the bunk ass hairdresser] for a haircut. Yes, I’m still bitter about my hair, thankyouverymuch. I even went so far as to forbid Michael from going to her. Yeah, that worked. In his defense, (the rest spoken in monotone) she. does. cut. his. hair. perfectly. Whatever. She’s still bunk, and no wonder I’ve never seen a woman in her chair before, but I digress.
Now it’s Sunday night and soon we’ll retire. Not before Michael packs up his bags in preparation for tomorrow, though. Yes, tomorrow is the Monday I hate; the Monday that Michael goes to work.
Some of the sting *might* be taken away if we meet Mo and her duo for lunch tomorrow. A good Mexican lunch cures a lot, doesn’t it?! I think it does.
It’s eleven o’clock. Do you know where your children are?
I do. They’re in bed, and that’s just where I’m about to go.
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We must have a psychic connection. My 16yo fainted Friday night, went down, gave himself one heck of a concussion. They think he got dehydrated froma virus hitting half the kids in Se King co.
It’s 8:30 and my kids are right here. yeehaw.
Janice, I saw that and even commented about it. Crazy, though. I don’t want my boys to get it. :(
Telling her she got sick from an icicle… If I thought that would stop my kids from chowing down on snow I would… Up here is Chicago… A little snow, but BELOW ZERO temps… Joy!!!
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I am glad to read she is feeling much better.. I can’t imagine how concerned you must have been when she fainted twice.
I hope your boys pass this one right by!!
That sounds like the kind of illness that needs to stay the heck out of my house. It can stay out of everyone’s house, for what it matters.
oh, icky! glad she’s better. hugs
there is a horrible stomach virus going around…apparently in georgia, too…along with the snow!!! i hope she feels better! scary when kids are that sick…a helpless feeling for the mommy!!
hope you’re doing ok! stay healthy, ok!!
Let’s hope it was just the icicle.
And keep that icicle away from everyone else!
I feel your “monday” pain, though mine’s usually a “thursday or friday” pain. ;-)
Thank God she is okay! That fainting would have freaked me out! Whew! Hopefully it will be a relaxing week for you all!
How scary! My son fainted once, and I was in hysterics. It’s terrible!
Glad she’s doing better. Hope the boys are spared.
Poor Livey! I can’t imagine her passing out twice. What a darling. Thank God you had Michael home to help with the sickly duties. Now you better not get it with him gone….
Yay for snow??
Glad she is feeling better, the fainting would have seroiusly scared me….you are so much more calm than I am dearest.
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Jeez, that fainting bit is frightening!!
Glad she’s feeling better now.
The fainting? I’d be calling the emergency room. Hope all is calm and normal now.
Do I know where my children are? Yes, they are behind me, eating. per usual.
I think it’s the name! I think ALL Olivia’s have to be dramatic and scare the snot out of their mama’s!
I hope everyone is feeling better!
Poor Livey-girl! I’m glad she’s on the mend. I fainted a few times with sudden onset fevers as a kid…I hope that’s all it was. Poor sweetie girl, sounds like a yucky bug!!!
(((hugs)))
My husband and I went away for the weekend. We drove a few hours, checked into our beautiful hotel, and then the babysitter called and said our youngest was sick. We hadn’t even been there 15 minutes. Sigh…
I hope everyone in your house is better now!