Lordy! Let the fevers stop!!
They're all sick! Every one of them, bar me ofcourse because even if I was, I'm too busy minding everyone to notice.
Taya was up and down all night last night with her coughing. My getting up for the coughing though annoying was rather comical looking back. She'd cough and then cough and then cough her lungs up so I jump out of bed, get her a drink and sneak on it to her room, drink in hand. By the time I got there, every single time, she'd stopped, curled up and was fast asleep. It would have been insane of me to wake her, then she'd want to talk! As bad a mother as it makes me, convos on Barbie the wonder woman aren't my cup o' tea at 2am.
Nickala is also sick, though she's snotty. So, I've been following her around all day with a tissue. Would someone invent nose plugs for such an occasion because if I have to coax her to stay still while I wipe her nose one more time I'll scream. It is funny when you tell her to blow her nose though. I put the tissue on her nose and tell her to blow (force of habit) and she does, just not her nose. If there were candles in the tissue, her blowing might be useful.
Speaking of nose, Ask Nickala where anything on her face is and she'll point to it now. The nose being the funniest because she doesn't 'point' to her nose, she just sticks her finger right up there. :P
I can't win with her today. She whinged if I gave her attention, she whinged if I didn't, she huffed at me if I asked if she wanted a cuddle and screamed at me if I asked if it was nigh nighs time.
She was pulling so hard on my pantleg today that she pulled my pants down and then screamed when I insisted on pulling the back up.
What the heck is wrong with these kids??
Andrew is also sick (or sore really). His wisdom tooth on the other side is coming out and hurting him. While I appreciate the fact that he is in pain, he has been whinging about the tooth for about a week. I have found the dentists number for him several times over the past couple of days and handed him the phone. Aside from dialling and speaking for him, I've done my best. He also had a really bad cramp in his leg last night. Boy oh boy! The world is ending I tell you and before anyone jumps on me about how they are painful and I'm an unfeeling bitch, I've had them, I've had loads of them. I got one or more (mostly more) every single night during both of my pregnancies.
I'm there, I'm down with the 411, I can't remember such a commotion quite frankly. Or as much sympathy as he expects which is really the issue.
Oh, and his funniest ailment at the moment is that he has 'the flu'. If that boy has sneezed, coughed or blown his nose once in the past week, I'll eat my hat!
Taya was up and down all night last night with her coughing. My getting up for the coughing though annoying was rather comical looking back. She'd cough and then cough and then cough her lungs up so I jump out of bed, get her a drink and sneak on it to her room, drink in hand. By the time I got there, every single time, she'd stopped, curled up and was fast asleep. It would have been insane of me to wake her, then she'd want to talk! As bad a mother as it makes me, convos on Barbie the wonder woman aren't my cup o' tea at 2am.
Nickala is also sick, though she's snotty. So, I've been following her around all day with a tissue. Would someone invent nose plugs for such an occasion because if I have to coax her to stay still while I wipe her nose one more time I'll scream. It is funny when you tell her to blow her nose though. I put the tissue on her nose and tell her to blow (force of habit) and she does, just not her nose. If there were candles in the tissue, her blowing might be useful.
Speaking of nose, Ask Nickala where anything on her face is and she'll point to it now. The nose being the funniest because she doesn't 'point' to her nose, she just sticks her finger right up there. :P
I can't win with her today. She whinged if I gave her attention, she whinged if I didn't, she huffed at me if I asked if she wanted a cuddle and screamed at me if I asked if it was nigh nighs time.
She was pulling so hard on my pantleg today that she pulled my pants down and then screamed when I insisted on pulling the back up.
What the heck is wrong with these kids??
Andrew is also sick (or sore really). His wisdom tooth on the other side is coming out and hurting him. While I appreciate the fact that he is in pain, he has been whinging about the tooth for about a week. I have found the dentists number for him several times over the past couple of days and handed him the phone. Aside from dialling and speaking for him, I've done my best. He also had a really bad cramp in his leg last night. Boy oh boy! The world is ending I tell you and before anyone jumps on me about how they are painful and I'm an unfeeling bitch, I've had them, I've had loads of them. I got one or more (mostly more) every single night during both of my pregnancies.
I'm there, I'm down with the 411, I can't remember such a commotion quite frankly. Or as much sympathy as he expects which is really the issue.
Oh, and his funniest ailment at the moment is that he has 'the flu'. If that boy has sneezed, coughed or blown his nose once in the past week, I'll eat my hat!