So Much For That

Last night at around 7 p.m. I started writing a post about how CootieBoy was all set to return to daycare today. I got sidetracked and walked away from the computer mid-post, and never came back.

In the middle of the night, CootieBoy’s fever returned and went up to 101.4 (and that is not accurate since he was moving around while I had the thing in his ear, so it was probably higher). I tried to give him medicine, and he wasn’t havin’ it. It was a Mexican standoff for 30 minutes while I tried to get him to take it like a man and just sip it off a spoon. Nothing doin’. So I mixed it in a sippy cup with a couple tablespoons of the juice he so desperately wanted. He took two long sips and threw the cup at me when he realized he had been tricked. He then laid his head down and whispered, “Mama, I’m tired.” So I brought the battle to an end, gave him the juice, and we went back to bed for a few hours until CootieGirl woke us up.

And so yes, once again, I’m home from work today. Which SUCKS because this is now precious vacation time I’m using up. Sure, the first day it was okay – I didn’t mind losing 5 hours of vacation time. But I’m losing 2 days and 5 hours – which is a LOT of lose in one chunk. I had planned on taking off May 16 as a “Jane day” (read: facial, manicure, movie). CootieGirl has a doctor appointment that morning and I figured I’d take the whole rest of the day for just myself. Now it looks like I’ll be heading to work after her appointment is over. And I always take my birthday off from work, but now it looks like I’ll only be taking a couple hours in the late afternoon on the 21st for the art market I’m doing that evening from 6 – 8 p.m.

SO bummed. And full-time mommying a sick kid? I’ll be honest – it’s a PITA. Especially when you can’t reason with a 2 1/2 year old boy who changes his mind every 5 seconds. He’s lucky he’s so cute.