Maybe if I play dead no one will wake me

OK, so good news is the kids don't have chicken pox.  The bad news is they both have walking pneumonia and Jon Kent has strep throat.  He was running a fever last night of 103.  And he still is running one now once his fever medicine wears off.  Both kids are on antibiotics for 10 days and hopefully we will nip this stuff in the bud and quickly.  Sorry for such a short update but I'm exhausted and I still have a ton of stuff to do while Jon Kent is asleep and Zoey is playing happily by herself.

Bawk, bawk

We think the kids might have the chicken pox.  Zoey has some spots on her back and left arm.  She ran a fever this past weekend and now the spots.  And now Jon Kent has the fever and no spots so far.  I'm calling the doctor first thing in the morning.  We are going to figure this out one way or another.  Pray for us, please!

I need to clean my nose out

Physically I'm not tired.  I feel fine, physically.  But mentally I'm tired and drained.  It's just been an overall busy week.  Yesterday was the first day that I didn't have something going on for most of the day.  But the kids and I ended up staying outside a lot yesterday.  It was a pretty day and I knew that starting today it would be cold.  So anyway, I hiked and climbed hills and sat and talked about what the clouds looked like.  Then today..  I can sum up the day so far with one word- Puke.  Jon Kent's milked curd puke to be exact.  *gags*  I got up this morning after getting the kids' orders for breakfast.  "Waffles" they say.  So off to cook waffles.  I'm getting Jon Kent up and out of bed and feel his head.  He feels a little hot so I take him temp and it was 100.  OK, he has that fever virus that Zoey had over the weekend.  No biggie.  So we sit down to eat and while I have a bite of waffle in my own mouth, Jon Kent coughs and then proceeds to puke not once or twice but at least four times.  It's all over him, in his hands (where he tried to catch it), all over his chair, in the floor.  So I clean him up and his surrounding as good as I could for the moment then strip him down and give him a bath.  I get him out of the bath and he is shaking and crying because he is cold.  I quickly get some new and clean PJs on him and he gets in my bed to watch cartoons and rest.  He also gets some meds for his fever.  He laid in bed for about 2 hours before announcing that he was hungry.  So I made him a turkey sandwich and he ate about 3 or 4 bites of it.  He has been drinking well all day so I'm not worried about that too much.  He laid down for an actual nap but only slept about 20 minutes before waking up crying and hot again.  Telling me he didn't feel good.  He then start to dry heave and threw up a little into my hand.  Mostly just flem.  He has been on the couch most of the day but did announce that he wanted to do "school".  So we did a page in his workbook and then he colored for a little bit.  But soon it was back to my bed to watch a movie with Zoey.  Now he is back on the couch and I just gave him another dose of Tylenol for his fever.  I feel so bad for him and I know he hates just sitting around.  And Zoey is about to drive all of us crazy.  She can't seem to be quiet and constantly wants attention.  She can't stand the fact that Jon Kent is being petted and snuggled and she can't have it all too.  She doesn't like the fact that Jon Kent gets to take medicine and she doesn't.  She threw a fit earlier this afternoon because I gave her a piece of turkey and she said she didn't want it so I ate it and she cried because "she wanted some."  She didn't take a long nap so I know that will hit her hard around 6pm or so.  Right about the time I am finishing up supper or cleaning up from supper.  And to top all this off, I want Kent to be home and he is at work.  And I HATE the fact that I feel like I need him so much.  As soon as I got Jon Kent in the bath I'm calling Kent.  It drives me crazy that I feel like I need him so much.  I knew exactly what to do and was doing it so why feel the need to call him?  Who knows.. maybe I just needed to talk to someone else and talk my own way through it.  I don't know.  I just know I'm drained now and it's not even evening yet.  I'm also soooo emotional and moody.  Pregnancy hormones I guess.. but it sucks.  At least my house doesn't smell like puke.. or maybe it does and I'm just used to the smell by now.  I do know I've become close friends with my bleach today and have the rough hands to prove it.  I did manage to get all the washing done and get the house in reasonable (puke free) order.  Oh well.. enough of my whining.  I need to get back to my sick baby.

PS:  Is it bad that it's almost 3pm and we are all still in our PJs?

Christmas Parade

Last night we went to our town's Christmas parade.  The kids really enjoyed themselves and they got some candy as well.  This was the first year in several years that they have allowed people to throw candy from the floats and cars.  I think several years ago some kid either choked on some candy or got hit by a car or something like that.  So they quit.  Anyway, the kids really liked the marching bands and would dance when they came by.  Jon Kent really liked the fire trucks and the big 18-wheelers (yes, redneck.. but if you knew my town then it would make sense) that came by honking their horns.  The weather was pretty nice too.  It was cold but not freezing so I just layered the kids clothes and make sure they had their gloves and everyone good to go.  Anyway, I took a few pictures so enjoy! =)

The kids' yearly check ups

I wish there was a tired for mood...  Because I'm tired!!!  The kids had their yearly check ups today.  The appointment was at 10:15am and the doctor is an hour away.  And we got back to the house at 1:30pm.. so that should tell you how long and drawn out this was..

Jon Kent first:  He weighed 32 pounds.  Which puts in the lower 50% for his age group (skinny).  He is 36 inches tall.  Which puts him in the lower 25% for his age group (short).  His blood pressure was good and his eyes and ears checked out well.  His heart sounded good and his lungs sounded clear.  The doctor told me to up his milk intake to 16 oz. and see if that will add some meat to his bones.  If not, well I'm not going to worry about it.  He does eat and he eats a variety of foods, just not all the time.  Plus he is very, very active.  I was skinny when I was little, bony even and so was Kent so I'm not going to worry about it too much unless it just becomes a larger concern.  Otherwise he is a healthy and happy three year old.  Oh and no shots!

Zoey next: She weighed 29 pounds.  Which puts her in the higher 75% for her age (chunky).  She is 34 inches tall.  Which also puts her in the higher 75% for her age (tall).  Her ears, eyes, heart, lungs all checked out fine.  The doctor told me to decrease her milk intake to only 16 oz a day (she loves, loves, loves milk) and to try and get her to take more water.  Well see how that goes.  If she takes to the less milk fine, if not.. we'll try again later.  Again she loves milk and eats regularly.  She is very active and I know eventually she will balance out.  She has always been "healthy" so I'm also not too concerned with her weight for the moment.  If she were lazy or inactive I would worry more but she likes to play just as much as her bubba.  Zoey also has eczema (sp?) on her body (Jon Kent has always had it on his face) so we are going to switch body washes and see if that makes a difference.  So Zoey is a healthy and happy two year old.  She did have to have one shot.  She cried but was over it fairly quickly.

Unless one of the becomes sick we don't have to go back until their next birthdays. 

Happy Birthday Zoey!!!

At 7:07am two years ago today, I gave birth to our little princess, Zoey Taylor.  It has been a very quick two years.  That little girl was an answer to so many prayers (even though when I prayed those prayers it wasn't for another baby, just for an answer.. and she was it).  She is so beautiful inside and out.  She loves her big brother and already gives loves and kisses to her little brother.  EVERY morning she wakes up asks for her 'baba' and gets in the bed with me and snuggles (plays with my ear.. still haven't figured out why she loves my ears so much).  She is very affectionate and will hug anyone.  She does cock a 'tude every now and then but I guess that is just the girl in her.  She is our little princess and she was treated like one alllll day.  I can't tell you how many times we have sang happy birthday to her today.  She would start singing it and then look at us like, "That was your cue!!".  Anyway, Happy Birthday to my little Princess!!!

Day 2 of Zoey's Birthday weekend

Not much to really report.  Oh wait.. I must have forgotten.. eh..

It's 11:30pm last night and I was dogggggg tired.  I hadn't gotten a full night's sleep in two nights and when I climbed into bed last night at 10:30pm I was already dreaming of my blissful sleep.  Anyway, it's 11:30pm and Zoey is in her room crying.  She never cries from waking up.  So I knew something was up.  I go in to console her and she is pretty much asleep.. I felt her head and she was kind of hot to the touch.  But she was back to sleep so I just let her be.  Sidenote here.. I'm a firm believer that the body raises it's temp to find off germs, viruses, etc.  So with a mild fever I will let it run it's course for a few hours as long as it doesn't go up.  Anyway, I go back to sleep.  1:30am Zoey wakes up again crying.  I go in to her room and she is a little hotter this time.  So I go to get the ear thermometer and take her temp.  It was coming back at 99 but I knew it was higher than that.  I usually have to add a degree or two to the ear thermometer to get a more accurate reading.. (I compared it once to the rectal and the rectal thermometer was higher).  So I give her some Tylenol and she sleeps until 6:15ish this morning.  She was still hot after breakfast so I gave her another dose of Tylenol.  We went out to play and to get some fresh air before nap time.  The kids took a nap and so did I.  Zoey has acted fine all day but if you know her you can tell she just doesn't feel great...  So tonight after her bath she just started shaking and had the chills pretty bad.  She started to whine about it and I hurried to get all her clothes on.  She also got some Motrin before bed.  I'm hoping she wakes up feeling better tomorrow, as it is her actual birthday.  I would hate for her to be sick on her birthday.  None the less, both the kids have doctor appointments Monday morning for their yearly check ups so they will both get the once over and make sure everything is OK.  Zoey did get a birthday brownie tonight with two candles in it.  She liked that and loved the brownie.  I still can't believe my baby girl is going to be two tomorrow...