I'm Not Even Gonna Try

I finished Harry Potter and have finally moved onto the "Sleep Lady's" book. Well, understandably you should pick a time when you don't forsee any disruptions: travel, birth of a new sibling, etc. before you start to sleep coach. Well, wouldn't you know it. Right after D turns 6 months old we'll be expecting visitors. And D will need to be sleeping with us for that time. Plus, the recommendations change once they turn 6 months old. So I'm waiting to "fix" him till then! Ack! Okay, so I'm reading the book and most likely I won't be able to help myself but to make a few adjustments...but we're not jumping in completely just yet. Darn library waiting list. He could've been fixed by now.

Oh well...he's still kinda sick. Certainly not 100%. He kept having a lingering low-grade fever even after his tummy bug was gone. On Thursday he woke up with a very red and swollen eye (his left, our right):

That, combined with the fever, made the doctor want to see him. So we had an appointment and on our way out the door we discovered the cat had peed in the carseat again!!! Aaarrrrggghhh! So I had to cancel. The sad thing is, once I discovered it (by placing Dalton in the seat) I actually left him there for a sec and contemplated just going anyway. But the seat was dripping...and reeking. So I thought better of it. Poor Dizzle. Just smiling away from the comfort of Blitz's new litterbox. On Friday his eye was seeming somewhat better.

But, it's clear that he's got some sort of eye infection. Day care to thank again? And it looks like I'm getting an eye infection now too. And Easton has what appears to be a stye on his eye. This is super. Plus (yes, there's more) I've got a horrid sore throat. And Easton's eating even less than normal and now doesn't like milk anymore either. That used to be his main source of calories and "nutrition". What are we gonna do now? He is super cranky from not getting enough calories, I think. I don't know that it's still the lingering after-effects from the bug, but I'm hoping so. When Lauren and Gramoo arrived tonight (to babysit for my belated birthday dinner out) Easton said, "I don't like food, Lauren" completely out of the blue. We laughed. But it's true.

So, yeah, it sucks that we all got so sick from that drop-in daycare and we're still having "issues" but they could've happened anywhere. Kids get sick. Kids get their parents sick. And even though the boys didn't have the time of their lives there we're still planning to take them back. Are we crazy? Perhaps. Plus we paid a $25 membership fee. Gotta try at least once more, right? :)

Anyway, I know I still owe y'all pictures and recaps from, like, Tuesday or Wednesday till now but you'll have to keep waiting. My stupid blurry, itchy eye and sore throat is making me want to stop this blog for tonight. Sorry!