Sickness is something that can never be planned for! It always sneaks up on me and always at the very worst times.
December is not a good time to have kids get random illnesses, but for some reason in our house, it always happens. Not only is December not good, but December while your husband is in a far away land is like way beyond not good!
Remember this - - F2 was just about 7 months old and was hospitalized the first week of December. Then a couple of weeks later she got thrush from the antibiotic they had her on for bronchiolitis. On Christmas eve, F4 vomitted strawberry milkshake all over his bed in the middle of the night. I wrote about these things here. Don't forget, where was the husband then, not far from where he is this time around!
Let's hit the current December! Last Thursday morning around 2:30am, F6 came into my room and told me that his brother had thrown up in his bed. I took the sheets off of his bed, cleaned him up and made him a pallet on the floor. 30 minutes later, I hear footsteps and the bathroom light come on. More vomit, but into the toilet this time. Thursdays are one of my kidless days so knowing I was losing one of my kidless days and one of the last 3 kidless days I have before Christmas was a little, well a lot, heartbreaking! Thankfully, after F4 got over the devastation that he wouldn't be going to school he was perfectly fine and was my little shopping companion. We managed to get a lot accomplished in an hour or so, but I'm finding he's not a fan of keeping secrets about the gifts we bought that day. He even told me that he didn't want to keep secrets any more. I did have fun just hanging out with my little blondie all by himself. I don't get to do that very often.
Fast forward from Thursday to today. Tomorrow is my next to last kidless shopping day before Christmas and I'm feeling a little De Javu - - it's like Groundhogs Day, really! Tonight we were going to go decorate cookies at a friend's house. Her husband is at the Cowboys game so we thought we'd just get the kids together and hang out for a little while. As we're getting out of the suburban, F6 starts telling me his tummy hurts. If you have spent 5 minutes around F6, you know he has a flair for the dramatic! I never know if tummy hurts means he's hungry, he's mad about something or doesn't want to do something or what. I told him maybe he just needed to eat a little something. As I'm about to knock on the door, F6 hurls all over the front porch. When my friend opened the door, I smiled and told her that we've got to be going home! F4 was devastated and cried all the way to the car as we immediately turned around to come back home. Thankfully she was totally understanding and even had to clean the evidence off of her porch after we left.
Honestly, I really was going to just send F6 to school tomorrow since F4's little tummy trouble was over so quickly, but he's thrown up 2 more times. I'm not going to be THAT mom this time, but the temptation was there. I went ahead and cancelled F2's childcare reservation for tomorrow, too. If F6 is okay tomorrow, you'll find me dragging these 2 to do some Santa's helpers shopping.
Thankfully, I have most of my shopping done. I knew that my shopping opportunities were going to be limited so I tried to get ahead of the ball game. I have a few teacher gift details I need to pick up and one little thing for F4 that I can buy with the others in tow and just swear them to secrecy, too.
Next time I know the hubs is going to be deployed in December, I will start Christmas shopping the first time I hear that a deployment is going to happen. Maybe then, the inevitable December sick days won't throw me into the tiny tailspin these have. At least I may be able to clean house or work on one of my Christmas projects that I was about to put off until next year while entertaining the sickies at the house!
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