It Just Never Ends

There's some kind of virus or something going around in our area and it came into our house about two weeks ago. Since then it has decided that it really doesn't want to leave. First the Mermaid caught it, and came down with a congested nose, sore throat, and fever. The kind of fever that had both the Knight and I up at 1:30 in the morning debating on whether or not to take her to the hospital. We settled on calling her pediatrician who gave us some hints on how to bring down the fever, which thankfully worked. As soon as the Mermaid appeared to be recovering, the Guppy came down with the same symptoms. Her illness lasted about a week and yesterday she finally had no fever, no congestion, and was a happy baby once again. So, I really wasn't surprised when, this morning, the Mermaid announced that she wasn't feeling good and then promptly got sick all over the living room floor.

*sigh*

So, as you can imagine, my life lately has been hectic. And not the fun kind of hectic. When the girls are sick, especially the Guppy, they want to be held and cuddled constantly. I am more than happy to oblige, but that means that the housework goes on the back burner for a while, the laundry piles up, and other daily tasks are ignored.

In addition to these adventures in Sickville, my great grandfather passed away this past week. He was 99 years old and would have turned 100 this December. I'll always remember him as the quiet, gentle man who could barely hear and had trouble remembering who was who. He had a long, happy and fulfilled life.

So, now the Mermaid is on the couch watching a movie (I generally throw the no TV rule out the window when she is sick, as it helps keep her calm and distracts her from the fact that she is miserable). She's had her vitamin C, her homeopathic remedies for nasal congestion and upset tummy, and I prepared a lavender mist for her as well to help her relax. Hopefully she will get well soon and this ugly virus will leave our house for good.

It Just Never Ends

The loss of a good man....

We found out today that my ex-step father's father died (my ex-step grandfather). "Papa" was a wonderful, sweet man. The kind of man that would never hurt a fly, the kind of man babies smile for. He was very sick in the end and I am glad that he is no longer suffering. Please send prayers this way for his family.

Papa's wake is on Friday, which conflicts with our plans to have family portraits taken with the IL's for their wedding anniversary present. We figure if we go to the wake first we will probably be able to make it to the picture appointment in time.

Two night ago the Mermaid slept in her own room, in her own bed, all by herself! I was hoping that she would repeat this act, but last night she insisted on coming back into our bed, which I was fine with. I do love co sleeping, and I won't force her to leave the bed until she decides for herself that she is ready.

Last night I had my six week post-partum checkup with my midwife. I am all healed up and ready to go! While we were there she weighed the Guppy....a whopping 12 lbs 10 oz! My what a big girl! I was looking at the Mermaid's medical records the other day and she didn't hit 12 lbs until she was three months old.

In other news....you will all think I am crazy, but I swear this is true. I have it on videotape to prove it, and as soon as I figure out how, I will upload it. But the Guppy, at only six weeks old, already laughs and smiles. Really, she does. She also holds her head up really really well...and today she rolled over onto her side. On purpose. She is sooo strong.

Well that is all for now. I will update more later. Have a goodnight!

The loss of a good man....