And now, Jack is worse. He's hung over the toilet a few times, but he hasn't thrown up. Truth be told, I think his tummy is upset with all the drainage he's swallowed in the past day or so. He's had lots of clear liquids today, but little else ( Read more... )

Jack and I are on the outs today. He began running a mild fever yesterday afternoon, and he put himself to bed early. He only ate breakfast yesterday, too. Today, he's better, and no longer warm, but I've been pushing fluids into him like crazy ( Read more... )

Jack stayed home from school yesterday. He had woken up in the middle of the night Saturday, crying in pain and complaining that his ear hurt. We had him swallow some ibuprofen, and he went back to bed, but hours later Sunday morning, he was still sobbing and in obvious pain. He was running a 100° fever, too. After much cajoling, I got him dressed ( Read more... )

The boys have been napping* for almost three hours. It has been the perfect soundtrack for all this work I needed to do (ie. silence).

Ahhh!

*They've been lethargic and sluggish with this bout of pinkeye, and today's rainy day was the perfect day for napping. Hopefully, these little snoozes will jump-start their immune systems once again!

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Good: Daily emails from Philip - sometimes a couple each day ( Read more... )

So we have our first bout of pinkeye ( Read more... )

Jack seems to feel right as rain today. Though his Jello for a late dinner (it was after 10pm, since he'd napped on my bed for hours at 6pm) came right back up last night, his breakfast has stayed down. He's playing fine, but then he felt fine yesterday too, despite the sick ( Read more... )

He finally ate some crackers around 5:45pm, and he fell asleep for a few hours right afterwards. And now he's thrown them up spectacularly.

My poor Jack-a-roo. :-(

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Though I wasn't scheduled for today, I had agreed to work for Kris this afternoon for a few hours so she could make it to her gymnastics meet. Of course, I had to call in early this morning and let Brett know that it wasn't going to happen due to Jack's being sick again ( Read more... )

At 6:45am this morning, I was awakened by the sound of Jack retching out his guts. Why is he sick again? Why does this stomach flu keep coming around, and why doesn't it show ANY signs of its arrival the night before? He was fine, I swear - FINE. He played outside all afternoon long, he delivered cookies to many neighbors, he was playing and ( Read more... )