Friday, April 16, 2010

You know your baby is sick if. . .

Yes.  He believes that the nasal aspirator is a toy.  It's gross, but I find this infinitely preferable to his attitude at the beginning of this never ending week of sickness.  Every time the nasal aspirator came into view he would scream until his face turned purple.  This just goes to show that, given time, anyone can not only accept, but embrace an enemy as a friend.
On that note. . .
Todd was sick last weekend, so our planned hike went up in smoke.  On Monday, Jared caught the cold with a vengeance.  His poor little head was so sore that he didn't even want to roll on the floor and play like he usually does.  Every time he rolled over he would start to cry.  We have had to spend a lot of time reading.
  There are only so many times a person can read "That's Not My Truck" and "Moo, Baa, Lalala" before going completely crazy, so we have had to get creative.  We had an outing to the library, carefully planned so that no other moms would be around to give me evil looks for taking my sick child out to contaminate their kids.  Don't worry, other moms, I will clean these books before we return them. 
Jared's new favorite activity is riding around in the laundry basket.
It isn't easy keeping a sick little guy comfortable and happy all day, especially after being up with him sixteen times during the night.  We have resorted, at times, to ripping up old magazines and junk mail together, turning over empty garbage cans to hammer on them, and playing pat-a-cake twenty times in a row.  Thankfully, there has been a lot of unscheduled dozing on Jared's part.
After a lot of extra naps, doses of baby tylenol, bottles of warm water, a night of resorting to swaddling, and a few moments of motherhood insanity, Jared slept for almost twelve hours last night and seems to be feeling much better today.  With a little luck, we will be able to be social again soon.  It can't be soon enough for me.  I am already having dreams about pigs that say, "Lalala!"

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