Let me just say, I’m so glad the last 5 days are over. They have been rough. So I’m going to whine a little – hope you don’t mind.
On Thursday morning when Alex woke up he was a little warm, so we gave him some medicine to bring down the slight fever and then sent him to the sitters. I would have loved to stay home with him, but we had a big day – I was taking Matt to have lasik eye surgery done! The surgery went very well and Matt now has 20-20 vision. While I would love to have it done myself, I cannot get over the whole flap thing. Gives me the heebie jeebies. I picked up Alex later in the afternoon, and didn’t realize until we were home that there was no Puppy. And you all know what that means. Screams, cries, panic. And within the 7 min it took for us to get home, the sitter went out – and did not return for 3 hours. Let me just say those were a long three hours. Also Alex’s fever was back – so some more fever reducing meds and once puppy was home, safe and sound, Alex went to bed. But he was up – numerous times in the night – eventually making his way into our bed (a very bad routine we have gotten into – but are trying to stop).
Friday morning, Alex woke with a fever of 102 – not cool. I was supposed to be driving Matt to a checkup on his eyes back in Waterloo (about a 25 min drive from our house) – but obviously I could not send Alex to the sitters, so we called in Matt’s parents to drive Matt to his appointment instead. Forgot to mention there was a massive snow storm happening (we get a lot of snow streamers off of Lake Huron). The forecast said 2-4cm, but seriously I think we got a foot. They got there and back fine, but Alex’s fever didn’t want to go away. And you know what that means – a whiny, cranky little boy (with good reason), but also lots of cuddles. (Alex was also up numerous times in the night – and in our bed… sigh).
Saturday since Alex was feeling better, we decided we all needed to get some fresh air. We went down to Winterfest, a yearly festival in Stratford. The only issue was that it was -12 celsius, plus windchill – that is pretty damn cold. We did get in a train ride, bought some apple fritters, and tried out the hockey slap shot game. But at that game, Alex insisted on removing his gloves… and he fell in the snow… ensue the screaming and crying… for another 15 minutes. The rest of the day went on like that – crying, whining, all out tantrums… I was losing my mind. Don’t worry – I enjoyed a glass (or two) of wine to help with the whine once Alex was in bed.
Sunday (after a couple of early morning tantrums) we started out with a fun activity – Matt reserved the gym at his school and we had some of Alex’s 2-3 yr old friends and their parents come for some play. It was great – the kids ran around, played hockey, kicked the balls, and just had a blast. After nap time, Alex woke up crying and inconsolable. It seriously took almost 30 min for him to calm down. A few more tantrums and hissy fits were had… (only one my me)… it was a trying day. But by 6pm I started coming down with a cold – one of my famous sinus colds. Joy oh bliss. That night Alex woke at 12:30, and came into our room. But instead of just sleeping through the night, he was up almost every hour tossing and turning, saying ow, ow ow – for no reason that we could figure (except that he had not had a bowel movement since Friday). So at 4:30am, Matt took him back to his bed where he slept until 6:30. Yeah!
Monday… I woke up feeling like &^#@. But I had soooo much work to do at work that I went in anyhow. Honestly it felt kinda like a vacation. I warned the sitters and after some crying when I left (which isn’t normal), Alex was great. But then Matt picked him up at 4:30 and once they stepped in the door to our house Alex cried and cried until almost 5:20 when I got home. Let me just say it wasn’t a pretty sight. He did calm down eventually… and after a late bedtime (had some guests arrive at 7), Alex slept… all night… in his bed… no wakeups. I don’t think this has happened since September. It was divine.
And today – for the most part, Alex has been in great spirits! Not sure if it was the prune juice on Monday or what, but our boy is back giggling and laughing. Still the occasional “terrible two” moment, but hey – he’s two! I’m sure I jinxed our sleep tonight by talking about last night… but fingers crossed that I haven’t.
I seriously hope your weekend was a lot better than ours!
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