Wednesday, April 16, 2008

How has motherhood been treating you lately, you ask...

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I really wish I could remember all the details, but I'll tell you what I can...

On Saturday morning, Jackson woke up early (even for him) at 6:00 - screaming in his bed... Of course I rushed up to see what was the matter - and he had thrown up all over himself and every item in his bed... Fast forward to the soccer game at 9:00
that we should not have taken him to, and he throws up again. On the way home, as I'm inside Heritage Cleaners picking up a few items of Rodney's, Jackson is rushed to me with the not-so-pleasant news that he had messed up his underwear while waiting for me in the parking lot...We took care of it inside, of course (even though the sign clearly read, "NO PUBLIC RESTROOMS, THANKS, MGMT.") Whatever. The dude behind the counter was very understanding, so luckily this paragraph doesn't have to end with "Then I told him where he could shove his "NO PUBLIC RESTROOMS" sign and said "Have a Rotten day, yourself!!"

Mercy...

All was well on Sunday. The comings and goings of church and our callings even went on without a hitch. I had actually convinced myself that Saturday's proceedings were not, in fact, due to a mean bug, but rather to the greasy bratwurst that Jackson inhaled the night before...

Monday brought more upset tummies - Rodney & I felt pretty gross at bedtime, Rodney was unfortunately (or fortunately) relieved a few times as he bowed to the porcelain god, and I just... felt gross. Emily, Mama and Grant were in town to crash before their Tuesday morning clinic appointment, and lucky for me, Emily had a super-duper-kick-the-nausea pill. I'm not sure what it was, but it kept me from having to... you know... ;)

Tuesday night (last night), Brady started the throwing up at 1:30. I think by 4:00 when I went back to sleep, Rodney & I had stripped his bed, stripped my bed, washed 2 loads of clothes, set 2 foam mattress toppers on the back porch to air out, (not to mention walking out there at 2:00 am gave me the willies), and showered my screaming almost-3 year old 2 times. Oh, almost forgot the trashcan that needed the rinsing out. Ga-ROSS! Today, Brady has had phase two; the rosy-smelling diarrhea. His poor little bum is so burnt up that he's cried every diaper change since eleven o'clock, which oddly enough just might be eleven times. Poor guy.

I'm blogging at 7:00 pm for one reason, and one reason alone. Rodney is H-O-M-E and I-N C-H-A-R-G-E! And I'm beat! He asked if I wanted to leave, and I frankly have less interest in getting showered and out of the house than in getting my teeth cleaned. Just for giggles, let me share some pictures of around our lovely abode on Shady Willow Lane that are all from today...Mind you, many of these are just an insight into the things that have been neglected these past several days. Or weeks. You decide...

Jackson standing proudly beside some sort of "gather things from around the house and make a CREATION" creation. :) I love him!!!!



Brady with chocolate covered fudge-pop face. Taken around 10:30. I dare you to make fun of me for giving that to him at that hour. DOUBLE DARE! Oh, and yes, that's a chocolately mark on the light sagey green bedspread thingy... I think his face had some sort of MAGNET which drew him to my bedding. Who's surprised?? Me neither...


The bed in the playroom where Rodney finished his less-than-stellar night's sleep... No, not because of the quality of the air mattress... Rather, the quality of sleep with a 4 year old by your side...


The bed that Jackson should have slept in throughout the night. He said he didn't like being in there alone... (Brady's usually about 5 feet away in his own bed...)


The couch where we proposed Jackson sleep, as he started the whining that he "didn't want to be all by himself." Mind you, this is on the other side of the room from the air matress that Rodney would later be sleeping on...


Brady's bed.


The pile of 2T Brady-sized underwear that I'm keeping in the middle of their floor for no other reason than I found them about a week ago, and don't know where to put them!



The pillow-case-less pillow and the many stuffed thingys that are all too often scattered around the big boys' room.


The pile of shirts that are too little for Brady and too big for Carter that need a home, desperately.


Laundry de-la boys. It's been in those baskets for some time now... You'd think I'd prefer to FIND clean clothes in those two hampers at the top of my stairs, rather than in their dresser drawers.


Enough ramblings...
Thanks for reading if you got this far. As I may have mentioned before, this blog is for me to remember the little things... Be it good, bad, ugly, or somewhere in between...

Lastly, if you have a few minutes to read some words from Elder M. Russell Ballard, I enjoyed hearing what he had to share about the role of mothers. Here's the link... Daughters of God.

I found this link here.

11 comments:

Hil said...

Very interesting. I hope everyone is feeling better!

I think it's time I get over my fear of puke.

Hil

Susan Hancock said...

Oh me little mama. You have had a senior course in motherhood this week! I hope that it's leaving your house- the bug, not any of your boys!!

Do you know how many times I have said, "You just can't make this stuff up!!"

Wendi said...

Oh my poor little Leah!!!
You win! I thought my week was bad, but you win hands down. I hope everyone is better now!
I love that talk and Gab's post!!!

Lindsay said...

Oh Leah, I am so sorry you guys have had a rough time lately. Hopefully it will soon pass and you will have your happy sweet boys back again. Sick kids are absolutely no fun ( I can only imagine what it is going to be like to have more than one sick at a time). I get in late tomorrow night so I will talk to you on Friday.

Leah said...

hil - my advice - continue with your healthy fear of puke. that's probably on my top ten things an expectant mother should know. LOL! i'd suspect that without germ-x and frequent hand washing - i would have even MORE stories like this to tell. whatever the case, when a mom has to confront it, the quicker she gets the mess washed and washed and washed again, the better. :)

Strommer Family said...

No rambling is enough!! I loved/ hated reading the stuff that's been going on with your poor little sick kiddos-we get alot of sick kids here well at least when their families first arrive here-especially in this season because of the yellow dust that's blown over from the Chinese deserts!!

Joella Hancock Morris said...

Oh, poor Leah. I really, really, REALLY hate when the stomach bug strikes, although it does remind me of your wedding and Zoey's birth. Your week can only get better.

The Robinson Family said...

You poor thing! I hate to hear that your house was hit with that nasty bug! But I must say that the pictures looked all too familiar because we had that same nasty bug 2 weeks ago. So I feel your pain. The good thing is that it doesn't stay too long. Thanks for the pics and I hope everyone is well!

Juli said...

why oh why do kids have to puke in the middle of the night??? it always happens that way!!!
I have similar laundry pile in my house, except they are full of girls clothes instead of boys clothes.
hope things got better for you1

The Robinson Family said...

Leah-
I forgot to tell you how much I appreciate hearing that you have piles of outgrown clothes around the house that you leave out b/c you don't know where to put them. I have the same problem and it drives me crazy. So thanks for allowing me to see that I am not the only one.
JoAnna

Christy said...

Thank goodness these kinds of illnesses are only temporary (where as the insanity they induce often seems permanent!) I had to laugh at your laundry...Ryan keeps asking what the piles of clothes are around Ella's crib (besides to soften any falls out of bed) and I have to tell him it's the clothes too small for Ella and too big for Sylvie. I figure I have to rotate so often I should just keep them close!