Monday started off pretty standard. Us off to work, the girls off to my in-laws for the day. I ended up setting up a craigslist sale, and had some shopping to do, so I left work a tad early. I ran to do our weekly shopping quick, made my way home to work out, put everything away, start dinner and do a little cleaning up. A couple stopped by to buy our travel crib (basically, a smaller pack and play, which we kept at my in-laws house). Finally, the family was home for dinner, baths and bed. Everything seems pretty normal...then, at 11:00, I was just dozing off and heard Olivia crying out. Obviously, very strange coming from her. I ran in to find out what was going on, and found that she had thrown up all over her bed. Christian took her into the bathroom, I threw her bedding and everything into the wash and brought her into bed with me. My stomach started turning, but I thought it was just from dealing with her, and didn't think much of it. She woke up again a couple hours later and we barely made it to the bathroom. At this point, my stomach was not good at all, and it wasn't long before I lost it as well. We had a rough night of tossing and turning together.
Tuesday morning I knew we weren't going anywhere. I called into work, Christian took Amelia to school and Olivia and I spent the day pretty miserable together. She watched many episodes of My Little Pony on Netflix while I tried to relax as much as possible. Luckily, neither of us could eat or do anything, so we got the rest we needed. But, weren't feeling much better by the time we went to bed. Health wise, it was a crappy day...but, today was also my mom's birthday, so HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Mom! Not the best way to mark a loved ones birthday...
Today was mismatch day at school. Poor Olivia was bummed, and would've put together the PERFECT outfit. Amelia held it down for the family though!
These two were by my side ALL day long. Maybe they could just sense the sickness. I was just hoping they had healing powers...
Wednesday, we THOUGHT all was back to normal....just a 24 hour thing. I dropped the girls off to school and made my way to work. As I got closer to work, my stomach started cramping and hurting again. I tried to eat some breakfast, thinking that was the problem. Nope - didn't help at all. Not long after, I got a call from school that Olivia was laying on the cot, miserable, and had a fever. I had taken her temperature before school, and it was completely normal, so I was pretty surprised by that (and, I took it again when we got settled in at home, and, again, it was completely normal - very strange). So, I packed up some work, just in case I got the energy to do some, picked her up and we made our way home. She was clearly miserable, and I felt so horrible for her. So, we spent the rest of the day resting and being lazy again. Christian took Amelia to his parents' for dinner to give Olivia and I some peace and quiet for the night - much welcomed!
What a smile for a sick girl!
Finally feeling a tad better, Olivia did some coloring to end the night.
By Thursday morning, Olivia was completely back to normal. Like nothing had every happened. Because of her fever on Wednesday, she couldn't go to school though. I really couldn't miss any more work, and was feeling much better, as long as I didn't eat much. So, Christian stayed home with Olivia and I made my way to work. I survived the day pretty well, with a few small meals. I wasn't feeling 100% yet, but getting there.
Friday was a much better day for all. The girls were off to my mom's house, and had a great day (until I picked them up, and Olivia started acting out like a mad woman). I had a SUPER productive day at work - not much of an option after missing most of the week. I made up a lot of work though, so that was good. We had a pretty low key night at home. Christian had to work pretty late. When he got home, we had a little bit of an argument. Anybody who reads my posts, knows that Christian goes out with his friends quite a bit. While it bothers me, he never spends any money, so I don't made a huge deal of it (he either goes to a friends house, or his friend from work buys him a few when they go out [he's spoiled]). Also, we're completely opposite in that I'm a TOTAL homebody, and I'm happy to curl up with the TV or computer and relax, while he's much more social and outgoing - so I try to respect that. But, it still bothers me. So tonight, when he "asked" to go out with his friend from work, I kind of put my foot down and we had it out a little bit. My main point in the conversation was that he's married, with a home and two kids, and it's time that he start realizing that those things change you, change the way you live your life. And, that there's going to be a lot less going out. He definitely spent the night pouting and pretty upset, and I know it's going to be hard for him to adjust that side of his life (not that he'll NEVER be able to go out for anything, but still....), but it was time. It felt good to get that issue off my chest though - it's something I've carried around for a while, especially with my stunning lack of communication skills, so I was pretty proud that I brought it up at all!
Saturday morning I was still pretty touch and go for a while. I spent the morning relaxing and taking it easy while Christian made breakfast and the girls played for a while. I took Olivia to swim class, we had lunch and they went down for their naps. I was feeling a tad better, ate some lunch and was off to meet a friend from school to sell some more of the kids' clothes. YAY - it's hard to see stuff go, but I sure like making the money! I slowly started feeling better and better and getting more energy back. Once the girls were up, I was able to start cleaning our disaster of a house. Mom out of commission for a few days - you can imagine the toll that takes on a house! I got the kitchen cleaned, dishes done, floors swept. Cleaned our room and the girls' room and picked up the living room. It felt good to get some normalcy back. Once the girls were in be, Christian and I settled in for the night. We played our new game addiction, Candy Crush, for a while and watched Saturday Night Live (yes, we actually stayed up for the WHOLE thing!). Then, passed out. Man, it feels good to feel good again! Hopefully it doesn't lump to anybody else in the house...
Post Swim Class, what a honey!
Sunday was a very busy day around the house. After breakfast, Christian was on dad duty for the day - he took the girls outside to play in the snow for a while, they colored and did some arts and crafts and hung out around the house. I continued my cleaning mission, and started tackling the basement - an even bigger disaster. I started with the spare bedroom (aka, the dumping grounds). Since we sold the bed a few months ago, we have a lot more room, so I wanted to clean it up and use the space. I went through our clothes and linens in the closet, I organized all of our "sale stuff" and all of the baby gear we're actually holding onto and got everything in order. Next up, the playroom and "princess area". This, of course, took forever. But, for the most part, I got it done. Next, I went through the hallway closet and the storage under the stairs and got everything packed up and in order. Finally, I packed the clothes that are too small for Olivia and stored them away for Amelia. In the midst, I did laundry throughout the day and managed to make dinner. It was a LONG day, but productive, so it felt good.
So, that was our week. Welcomed March, battled the plague, wished my mom a happy birthday, and now we're just hoping a praying for a much healthier week coming up!





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