Alive and ...

... I am not so sure I would go so far as to say, "well."  But we are alive and we are better than yesterday or even earlier today.

NHV suddenly spiked a low-grade fever (~101) on Monday evening and it hung around until late last night.  I was up every two hours to rock her, get her milk, dose with ibuprofen (as needed), and empty my bladder.  At one point, I thought, "Oh, shit, this is what my life is going to be like when BGV 2.0 arrives."  Except my bladder should be able to hold more, right?! 

Aside from  being really tired on Tuesday, I actually liked having my two-year old need me.  I liked being able to comfort her.  She's gotten so independent; always telling me that she wants to do it, "self."  This was a nice change of pace, especially since it only lasted one night.

Her fever kind of hovered all day, and we just played and snuggled and spent the day in our jammies.  Her fever was 102 at bedtime, and I was beginning to think a call to the doctor's office in the morning would be necessary.  However, before heading to bed myself, I checked on her and found a big sweaty mess and a clammy forehead - my mom always said that means, "The fever broke."  And I didn't hear from her again until 9:00 this morning ... woo hoo! 

She's been fever-free but a little whiney all day.  And what is it about Ibuprofen that makes poopies so awful?!  After much success with BMs on the potty, Natalie has been crapping her diapers for the past two days ... and the contents are disgusting!

Today, I feel like one of those diapers.  Can't think of a better way to describe it; I just feel crappy, and my contractions started super early today ... after cleaning three toilets and two vanities ... go figure!  Those two loads of laundry probably didn't help either.  I even had to take a dose of terb this afternoon.  Of course Natalie didn't nap; she hung out in her crib for more than an hour and got quiet a few times but never fell asleep.  This momma on the other hand needed a nap in the worse way.  Once that terb kicked in, I was a mess ... shaking, dizzy, weak.  Curious George - the full-length movie - to the rescue!  (Thanks, Aunt Missy!)  I dozed on the couch and Natalie lounged on the love seat with a cup of milk, a handful of puffs, and her current favorite ... George!

By the time CPV arrived home, I was nearly in tears - just feeling lousy.  Thankfully he brought dinner, which meant no cooking or worrying about clean-up.   You'd think a sandwich from Jimmy John's would make me feel better, but I couldn't - gasp - even finish it.  I did muster up the energy to carve the pumpkin ... because really Halloween is just days away!

Anyway, I think I am done complaining and rambling.  And I know I am ready for bed.  I had a great Wordless Wednesday post, but it just didn't happen.  I have tons of photos from the pumpkin patch and pumpkin carving ... hoping to get them editing and up tomorrow ... after a doctor's appointment (NST) and a Halloween play date, NHV's first chance to wear her adorable costume :)

Good night!