3 Facts for the Day

2 01 2013

1. It’s been a truly interesting day. It seems like every day lately is. Every day is super eventful. It’s never a dull moment anymore. I hate to feel like this, but I feel like every day is a race against the clock. I have always been one who enjoys stopping and smelling the roses. And I am truly enjoying time with my newborn, but I still feel rushed most of the time. They tell you to let housework go during this time, but you can only let so much go. If I don’t do the laundry, we’ll eventually run out of socks and underwear. If I don’t clean the kitchen, we will eventually be unable to eat. If I don’t take a shower, the police will eventually come knocking on my door due to neighbor’s complaints of a foul odor. If I don’t balance the checkbook and pay the bills, eventually that would be a very bad thing. When I do these essential tasks that keep my home running, I feel like I’m in a race to complete them before the baby wakes up and is ready to be fed. First, my husband is a saint, helping in any way he can, but he can only do so much and often what he’s doing is bringing home the bacon. Secondly, I’m not really complaining per say. I’ve been here and done this before. So I know this time of constant tending to the baby will be over before I realize. At that point, I’m sure I’ll miss the round the clock nursing sessions. I suppose I just needed to write this down so I could remind myself of what I already know. I needed to remind myself that all though I feel like I’m running a race, that there is no better price than that one that awaits me at my personal finish line. The Mommy Marathon is the most rewarding race you can ever run and even if it doesn’t seem like it; you always finish first place.
2. Ben is off today so we decided to take the Christmas decorations down. It is really a two person job, especially right now. With one sick toddler and one baby that loves to be held; it requires two. Ben did the heavy lifting, bringing in the boxes from the shed. I did the tedious packing of my delicate glass items (like I’d let anyone else do it!). Whoever was packing away Christmas or toting boxes; the other would be bouncing a baby or loving a sick little girl. Chloe came up to me a minute ago and said “momma please let me have ahhh, ahhh…” She didn’t know what she wanted or really want anything in particular. She just wanted my love and attention. So I pulled her into my lap and hugged her. Once again, my groom and I executed a perfect tango of child care and house work. So glad to have him on my team.
3. In addition to the fun of Chloe being sick; we have the added bonus of medication side effects. Chloe is currently taking steroids for the RSV. Wow. It makes her act like she’s had 6 lbs of sugar. The Moms of Toddlers and Tiaras should not give their kids pixie sticks and Mountain Dew, but rather a dropper of Prednisolone. It’s liquid energy. Along with the energy comes a little sass! She took her juice box this morning and turned it upside down and squirted it on my rug and sofa just for the fun of it. This is not typical of my child! I caught her playing toss with my laundry basket in my room. As I was folding the laundry, she walked up and trampled on it stating simply “I’m walking on the laundry.” She’s thrown toys. I can’t get too upset at her though because I know she doesn’t feel good and I know it’s the medicine as well. No medicine seems to help her coughing and it’s just pitiful to hear her constant coughing, see her runny nose and red rimmed eyes, and listen to her cry repeatedly over nonsense. I’m still amazed that my “never sick child” has endured two illnesses in such a short period of time. God is definitely giving us all strength and continues to protect Bailey. This too shall pass. I’m still smiling.
That is all šŸ™‚





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