Tuesday, 31 July 2007
Hospital
My youngest is really sick again, she is running a really high temperature and is very lethargic, she is in hospital having tests, Jon is with her. At the moment they can't find anything that would be giving her a temperature so they are doing chest x-rays and blood tests. I am at home trying to be normal with my other 2 kids. We are all still sick but not as sick as my baby.
Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday to my husband Jon and my gran.
Sorry Jon your birthday is not going to be very special today, who would have thought we would still be so sick for this long. Jon is wrapped up in bed now trying to keep warm.
I feel bad, I didn't get chance to wrap his presents, the kids were making cards for him at last minute last night, coughing and crying over the paper - nice!!
I posted a present to my gran and then heard there is a UK postal strike so she may not get it in time.
My gran has got grandchildren and great grandchildren here in Australia, the UK and in Canada. Gran, god bless her, sent Jon some AU$$ and some Canadian dollars, I am assuming my cousin in Canada got the same.
She is starting to remind me of my Nanna who passed last year. She always managed to spell words wrong in our Christmas and Birthday Cards, it was cute and amusing we used to look out for it. She would spell my mam's (her daughter's) name wrong. She even spelt her own name wrong on occasion, and somtimes we were surprised how the cards arrived at all. Every error was different every time. I miss her.
Sorry Jon your birthday is not going to be very special today, who would have thought we would still be so sick for this long. Jon is wrapped up in bed now trying to keep warm.
I feel bad, I didn't get chance to wrap his presents, the kids were making cards for him at last minute last night, coughing and crying over the paper - nice!!
I posted a present to my gran and then heard there is a UK postal strike so she may not get it in time.
My gran has got grandchildren and great grandchildren here in Australia, the UK and in Canada. Gran, god bless her, sent Jon some AU$$ and some Canadian dollars, I am assuming my cousin in Canada got the same.
She is starting to remind me of my Nanna who passed last year. She always managed to spell words wrong in our Christmas and Birthday Cards, it was cute and amusing we used to look out for it. She would spell my mam's (her daughter's) name wrong. She even spelt her own name wrong on occasion, and somtimes we were surprised how the cards arrived at all. Every error was different every time. I miss her.
Monday, 30 July 2007
Still sick
Kerryn, you jinxed me. My middle child got sick yesterday as did my husband, so that is 4 out of the 5 of us - and my middle child puked in my bed last night.
This sickness has come on so quickly. It was quite amusing in a way cos Jon is approx 2.5 hours behind me with the bug. Everything I feel, he gets 2.5 hours later. Youngest is a lot better but still not right. She is very clingy, I am struggling to keep up with who got what meds when. Baby is allergic to Panadol but can have Nurofen and Panadol suppositries - whole other story. I am allergic to Nurofen and can only have Panadol. Jon will take any drug he can get his hand on right now.
This bug is really nasty. I have just had to cancel creche, swimming and physio for tomorrow and will see tomorrow about Wednesdays appointments.
This sickness has come on so quickly. It was quite amusing in a way cos Jon is approx 2.5 hours behind me with the bug. Everything I feel, he gets 2.5 hours later. Youngest is a lot better but still not right. She is very clingy, I am struggling to keep up with who got what meds when. Baby is allergic to Panadol but can have Nurofen and Panadol suppositries - whole other story. I am allergic to Nurofen and can only have Panadol. Jon will take any drug he can get his hand on right now.
This bug is really nasty. I have just had to cancel creche, swimming and physio for tomorrow and will see tomorrow about Wednesdays appointments.
Sunday, 29 July 2007
Lurgy
As predicted Baby is asleep. Quite peaceful. I have the choice of sitting in the quiet and reading my book (by the way I caved and got another crime fiction book) or do some ironing.
Not much of a choice and especially as I feel really sick. My head is pounding, my throat hurts, my cough is not giving up and my chest is tight. I think I have caught the lurgy. I am not ready. I haven't totally gotten over my last cold. So panadol and the book I think it is. The ironing and everything else will have to wait until the cleaning fairy arrives.
Oh as I had my hands full (literally) all day yesterday with a 2 year old and my husband was out at soccer and then driving around all the local suburbs looking for a late night pharmacy, I tried to order a Pizza for dinner for the family. I got through it ok I thought for a first timer and then they said an hour and a half, can you believe it? Can you see me telling my other kids, I have ordered Pizza, it will be here by the morning!!! Yeah right. I should have known I could rely on Jon to bring home, panadol, nurofen and McDonalds.
Not much of a choice and especially as I feel really sick. My head is pounding, my throat hurts, my cough is not giving up and my chest is tight. I think I have caught the lurgy. I am not ready. I haven't totally gotten over my last cold. So panadol and the book I think it is. The ironing and everything else will have to wait until the cleaning fairy arrives.
Oh as I had my hands full (literally) all day yesterday with a 2 year old and my husband was out at soccer and then driving around all the local suburbs looking for a late night pharmacy, I tried to order a Pizza for dinner for the family. I got through it ok I thought for a first timer and then they said an hour and a half, can you believe it? Can you see me telling my other kids, I have ordered Pizza, it will be here by the morning!!! Yeah right. I should have known I could rely on Jon to bring home, panadol, nurofen and McDonalds.
Feeling better?
My sick daughter jumped out of bed this morning feeling so much better than she did when she went to bed. The problem now 5 hours later is that she is starting to crash, she is exhausted, and probably has a headache but she refuses to accept that she is still sick. Just because the vomiting has subsided, she thinks she is up to running around a playground or going on a trip to the supermarket (why anyone would want to go to the supermarket is beyond me but there you go).
I have tried to convince her that she needs to go to bed for a rest and maybe she will be well enough to go to a playground later for a few minutes. Needless to say she is in her bed crying, I feel evil, but I have no doubt she will cry herself to sleep and feel better afterwards. I just hope she is not feeling neglected and bears scars for life due to her mother dumping her in bed, even if it is for her own good. Oh the wills of 2 year olds. Tell me it gets better.............Please???
I have tried to convince her that she needs to go to bed for a rest and maybe she will be well enough to go to a playground later for a few minutes. Needless to say she is in her bed crying, I feel evil, but I have no doubt she will cry herself to sleep and feel better afterwards. I just hope she is not feeling neglected and bears scars for life due to her mother dumping her in bed, even if it is for her own good. Oh the wills of 2 year olds. Tell me it gets better.............Please???
Controversy and integrity
My husband said the other day that my blog was a bit dull lately. I said I know but I don’t have the most exciting life at the moment. Not that I am complaining because I have come to terms with my not hugely exciting life. I am happy and content with just a little impatience for the future.
He said you need to write about something controversial.
The problem is, I have a problem being controversial. I would love to be controversial but I seem to care too much about hurting other people’s feelings. I worry about who might read my blog and be offended, especially people I know and like but do annoying things every so often, you know, things that could be interesting to write about. The problem with this is the guilt that I carry when I do something that I think might have upset someone, or the stress that builds with the fear I might do something to offend someone.
I am even teaching my children to be nice to other people, to be considerate of their feelings, to try and make sure that everyone is happy. What a huge burden that is (for me, never mind for a child). I am not saying that it is OK to be rude to people or to be totally selfish and inconsiderate but is it really my job/my kids job to make sure everyone else is happy? What is wrong with doing something that might slightly offend or upset someone else if it means that my/my kids’ life is so much better or happier?
And to take this a stage further, there don’t appear to be too many people around that go out of their way to avoid upsetting people all of the time. Again I am not saying that everyone is rude and selfish and that my family is the only virtuous family around but that pleasing others is not their main goal in life.
So, where has this come from today, what has happened to make me write about this today, and will I regret it tomorrow? Probably, but right now I don’t care. Is this progress? I don’t know.
Someone who I like, but due to their actions has made me not like them so much now, didn’t have a problem with saying and doing something that upsets another person. (See I am still very cryptic and vague – I will work on that for the future).
Even now, I am feeling bad for disliking someone even though their actions totally warrant it and more or maybe what I am angry about is that I am wasting time dealing with it. (I knew when I starting writing that this wouldn’t make much sense.)
My husband coaches a local soccer team, and he does it really well. However one of the parents decided yesterday, during the game, I might add, to question his integrity, coaching and managing skills by saying that he is not being fair with the amount of time the players are being substituted.
Now maybe these parents don’t know, but the amount of time and effort that my husband puts into coaching this team way exceeds the 1 hour of training and the 40 minutes of the game each week.
He has, in his own time, taken coaching courses, so that he could teach these kids to the best of his ability.
He spends time each week planning the training sessions so that the kids can learn the skills they need in a fun way.
He spends hours updating the website with photos and match reports so that the other parents can have a record of their child’s achievements.
He records exactly how much time each player has on the field, who scored, who assists (cos it’s not all about who scores), who saves, and much more (OK, sounds a bit overboard to me but he is very passionate about it).
He takes the kids to gala days.
He rings around other teams to arrange friendly matches and I am sure he does so much more.
In addition to this, he is a total stress ball before the matches and I am pretty certain that this is the cause of the grey hair and not me or our own kids.
To summarize, he is a great coach, I don’t think the team could ask for better and to question his integrity is just plain rude.
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Just to clarify, as if I need to!!! Once analysed, all the stats show, that the disadvantaged??? player actually has had more playing time than any other player in the team.
He said you need to write about something controversial.
The problem is, I have a problem being controversial. I would love to be controversial but I seem to care too much about hurting other people’s feelings. I worry about who might read my blog and be offended, especially people I know and like but do annoying things every so often, you know, things that could be interesting to write about. The problem with this is the guilt that I carry when I do something that I think might have upset someone, or the stress that builds with the fear I might do something to offend someone.
I am even teaching my children to be nice to other people, to be considerate of their feelings, to try and make sure that everyone is happy. What a huge burden that is (for me, never mind for a child). I am not saying that it is OK to be rude to people or to be totally selfish and inconsiderate but is it really my job/my kids job to make sure everyone else is happy? What is wrong with doing something that might slightly offend or upset someone else if it means that my/my kids’ life is so much better or happier?
And to take this a stage further, there don’t appear to be too many people around that go out of their way to avoid upsetting people all of the time. Again I am not saying that everyone is rude and selfish and that my family is the only virtuous family around but that pleasing others is not their main goal in life.
So, where has this come from today, what has happened to make me write about this today, and will I regret it tomorrow? Probably, but right now I don’t care. Is this progress? I don’t know.
Someone who I like, but due to their actions has made me not like them so much now, didn’t have a problem with saying and doing something that upsets another person. (See I am still very cryptic and vague – I will work on that for the future).
Even now, I am feeling bad for disliking someone even though their actions totally warrant it and more or maybe what I am angry about is that I am wasting time dealing with it. (I knew when I starting writing that this wouldn’t make much sense.)
My husband coaches a local soccer team, and he does it really well. However one of the parents decided yesterday, during the game, I might add, to question his integrity, coaching and managing skills by saying that he is not being fair with the amount of time the players are being substituted.
Now maybe these parents don’t know, but the amount of time and effort that my husband puts into coaching this team way exceeds the 1 hour of training and the 40 minutes of the game each week.
He has, in his own time, taken coaching courses, so that he could teach these kids to the best of his ability.
He spends time each week planning the training sessions so that the kids can learn the skills they need in a fun way.
He spends hours updating the website with photos and match reports so that the other parents can have a record of their child’s achievements.
He records exactly how much time each player has on the field, who scored, who assists (cos it’s not all about who scores), who saves, and much more (OK, sounds a bit overboard to me but he is very passionate about it).
He takes the kids to gala days.
He rings around other teams to arrange friendly matches and I am sure he does so much more.
In addition to this, he is a total stress ball before the matches and I am pretty certain that this is the cause of the grey hair and not me or our own kids.
To summarize, he is a great coach, I don’t think the team could ask for better and to question his integrity is just plain rude.
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Just to clarify, as if I need to!!! Once analysed, all the stats show, that the disadvantaged??? player actually has had more playing time than any other player in the team.
Saturday, 28 July 2007
Had a nice weekend planned and then........
my youngest daughter got sick. It is Jon's birthday on Tuesday and because we never do much during the week, or ever, I decided to plan some things for the weekend. Last night, Friday, the kids had a pyjama party at the occasional care centre, so Jon and I took the opportunity to go out for a meal, on our own.
Before we left the youngest was a bit clingy, I was a bit naughty and dosed her up with Nurofen, and off we went. She was fine when we got to the centre and I figured, nothing would happen in the 2 hours that I was away from her. (and it didn't) I did however make the decision not to drink, not even a glass of wine, because I suspected I would be in for a rough night. Meal was very nice, company, nice to catch up with my husband again and that kids had a ball. Baby girl was fine.
Came home, put them to bed and baby vomited. Changed the bed, gave lots of cuddles and more Nurofen, but her back to bed and you guessed it, she puked again. Now struggling for bedding. Decided not to put her to bed yet, but keep her downstairs with us, near the easily cleanable tiled floor. She fell asleep, and settled. Did have a rough night, she had a very high temperature and was awake on and off through the night. I started to realise that my 8am creche and gym appointment would not be happening.
This morning, I also cancelled dinner for tonight. I had arranged for friends to come over, but didn't think it was right to pass her germs onto 2 other families (and 5 kids).
Just as well really cos our stars for today said that the evening would not be fun. I figured either it went ahead and she puked or we had to cancel. (oh my god this is the first time I have ever modified my life as a result of reading my stars)
As it is I have never seen her so sick. She has stopped puking but can barely walk, keeps whimpering and crying, won't eat and I can't do anything to help her. It really breaks my heart to see her like this. Glad I cancelled, even if the evening had been ok, I could not justify not cuddling her all day.
ps my washing machine is more tired than usual today.
Before we left the youngest was a bit clingy, I was a bit naughty and dosed her up with Nurofen, and off we went. She was fine when we got to the centre and I figured, nothing would happen in the 2 hours that I was away from her. (and it didn't) I did however make the decision not to drink, not even a glass of wine, because I suspected I would be in for a rough night. Meal was very nice, company, nice to catch up with my husband again and that kids had a ball. Baby girl was fine.
Came home, put them to bed and baby vomited. Changed the bed, gave lots of cuddles and more Nurofen, but her back to bed and you guessed it, she puked again. Now struggling for bedding. Decided not to put her to bed yet, but keep her downstairs with us, near the easily cleanable tiled floor. She fell asleep, and settled. Did have a rough night, she had a very high temperature and was awake on and off through the night. I started to realise that my 8am creche and gym appointment would not be happening.
This morning, I also cancelled dinner for tonight. I had arranged for friends to come over, but didn't think it was right to pass her germs onto 2 other families (and 5 kids).
Just as well really cos our stars for today said that the evening would not be fun. I figured either it went ahead and she puked or we had to cancel. (oh my god this is the first time I have ever modified my life as a result of reading my stars)
As it is I have never seen her so sick. She has stopped puking but can barely walk, keeps whimpering and crying, won't eat and I can't do anything to help her. It really breaks my heart to see her like this. Glad I cancelled, even if the evening had been ok, I could not justify not cuddling her all day.
ps my washing machine is more tired than usual today.
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