Some things are just SO unfair.
A has been home from school for two weeks, he's been sick, and man has he had everything - here is a list of his ailments in chronological order: coughing (wounded seal type noises), technicolor snot, fever, vomiting, an ear infection, diarrhoea and now pink eye. The cough and snot are still hanging around too.
Anyway he's been home for the past two weeks, and since he's been a little tired and therefore happy to sit on the couch it hasn't been TOO bad...but still, it is boring for him. Besides which I have my day full up with little G who has decided she doesn't like or want breastmilk, but hey - that's a story for another day.
Let's just say I think I may be developing an ulcer.
Keeping two kids happy all day is really really hard! Especially when one of them is really sick, and one of them is a little sick, and mommy's not feeling so hot herself...
Today little G had a really bad tummyache, so she whimpered all morning until nap number one. Then she woke up with a banshee-wail, and proceeded to scream at eardrum-piercing levels for an hour and a half, at which point she fell asleep again (from exhaustion most likely).
Enter Dad (he works half days on Saturdays).
I had decided I wanted the pediatrician to look at A's eyes, so A and I jumped in the car and sped down to the clinic. I was thinking PHEW, let Dad handle the screaming infant for a while...(evil chuckle). So we went to the clinic, and the pharmacy, and Dunkin' Donuts, and took our sweet time doing it too (I'm not ashamed to say!).
Long story short; A got his eyedrops, G slept the ENTIRE TIME we were gone (almost three hours total!!!).
Dads have all the luck.
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