Harper has had a fever of 103.7 just about all day long. Well, when she was dosed with tylenol, her fever would go down to 101, but right around that 4 hour mark, it would shoot right back up again. The weird thing is that she acted fine – at one point she asked if she could dance. I said yes, and watched as she hopped all around the living room. I just don’t get how little kids can do that. Other than her random bursts of energy, she was a little droopy and tired with sad, weak little eyes. I held her a lot today. She was a human toaster.
The boys were very fussy. When all of them are fussing, I kind of go into shut down mode. I just stand in my kitchen with my eyes glazed over not knowing what to do. I have to will myself into planning mode to tackle what needs to be done first. Anyway, Maverick’s fever is gone – yay!- but he sounds like he’s been smoking for 80 years. Poor fella. Warner is much better, too, but my lands, he can whine. More on him in a little bit. Crewsie bug has been hangin’ in there. Hoping the fever bug passes him by!
I am tempted to go take pictures of my downstairs. It is ridiculous. I feel like a slob, but today has been one of the hardest working days I’ve had in my life.
And now time for the story of the day:
At bedtime tonight, W & C were screaming like there were raccoons in their cribs. So, I went to get them up to see if they could burp (usually the problem). Chris had just left to go to the store, so I was stuck with 2 screaming babes. I decided to bring them into the play room to see if they would burp. They played (and burped) for about 10 minutes.
I got a little whiff of something when I went to pick the boys up. I changed C’s poopy diaper, then realized I was still smelling it.
I went over to W and found poop on the floor, down his legs, all over the front of his outfit, on his hands, and under his fingernails.
I thought I might pass out.
I quickly picked up him, very carefully, and placed him in the bathtub fully clothed to contain the mess. I washed my hands & tried to wipe off his hands before he put them in his mouth.
I had to put Crews down before I cleaned up Warner. C was not a happy camper.
I was just finishing up bathing W when Chris came in from the store.
I told him he had perfect timing by escaping the poop fiasco.
Anyway, that pretty much sums up our day. Fevers and poop.
Tomorrow is a new day! Praying fevers will be gone!
Love & Health~