Month of Illness

Seems that we no sooner get over one thing and then it is another. The boy & I are both ill with colds. Great gobs of snot & hacking coughs. It is so bad that my boy took a slightly longer than 4 hour nap yesterday. Got up and ate a huge meal (meatloaf, french fries, pizza, mozzarella stick, zucchini stick, some fruit) and shared a bowl of ice cream with auma. Less than four hours later his mimi was going to bed. Séamus looks at her from the denim recliner and says, "Mimi go bed? I go bed." When asked if he wanted to go nigh-night, he got down from the chair & husseled himself into the room with a crib. Settled down & was gone within minutes. When I got home an hour later, he woke up for the trip home, but wanted to go nigh-night cib (crib) when we got home. No nursing if you can believe it. I took that opportunity to take a nice hot, steamy shower to relax, and followed it up with pain killers & cough syrup. He slept four hours by himself & only woke up briefly to come to my bed. As far as I know, he is still sleeping. I think this might have worn both of us out. Sad part is that I have heard that this particular cold/cough thing can last up to four weeks. Man, I am so not into that.

First Stomach Virus!

My little man has only had one other real illness in his life & that was an ear infection this past fall. Wednesday night he walked into the bathroom gagging & I knew we were in for it. I felt so bad for him. Well, I also felt bad for the momma who had to clean everything up (three times, once on my bed), and then ended up being sick all night long as well. Luckily, his illness was relegated to just those three instances. I had to call my mom & best friend looking for ideas on what to feed him Thursday. How was I supposed to remember the BRAT diet when I hadn't had to use it in the whole two years of his life? I had planned on warm jello for me, but didn't think about giving it to him. duh! He did thoroughly enjoy it along with his peanut butter toast, bananas, and small scoop of yogurt for breakfast.

We are both back in mostly full health. My mom said he had a small incident this morning (can we say sitting quietly in a chair for more than 15 minutes?), and I am working food back into my daily routine. I heartily recommend not getting this recent bout of stomach virus.

ETA: Apparently he has been crying all day. Everything is just tragic. And he is calling me on his cell phone. Me who he never talks to on the phone. It is always mimi or papa or auma that he calls.