Hello dear friends, and welcome to coffee. I’m not actually having coffee today because the girl is sick and I just put her down for a few minutes sleep but don’t know how much time I actually have so it was either write or make coffee… evidently I really love you guys as I chose you over coffee!
So the girl has a cough and a fever (but thankfully no cold) the poor thing sounds like a barking seal, which, apparently is an actual medical diagnosis. I called her pediatrician today and told him she had a barking cough and he asked “barking like a dog or a seal?” and then made the sound. So there ya have it, she’s got the seal cough. Anyway, we’ve been nebulizing away since yesterday and I really hope it works mainly cause I’m not a big fan of antibiotics (unless really necessary) and also because considering all the work that goes into her sitting still for the entire ten minutes the nebulizer takes I would really like to see some results from my efforts.
I would also tell you that, very selfishly, I hope she gets better by Thursday (or her doc’s coming over to prescribe something stronger) and her brother doesn’t get sick too cause I’m supposed to go to Spain with my Mom on Saturday (YAY!). You see, my Mother’s getting married on September 30th (double YAY!) and as I can’t go to her “girl’s spa retreat” the weekend before the wedding (bad logistics) she invited me to go to Malaga with her for two days.
This wedding has been a long time coming so we’re all really excited. My mom has a real thing for my husband, so when he got sick she postponed her wedding (twice) so that he could make it and now she’s getting married in Rome, though she lives in Houston, cause we weren’t sure when he was going to be able to travel that far. Of course, her partner is a sweetheart too because there was really no reason for him to agree to get married so far away, other than he loves my mom and wants to make her happy.
Back to me being selfish, if the boy gets sick or the girl doesn’t get better I’m going to have to cancel the trip because the control freak that has taken up residence in my head won’t allow me to leave unless my children are 100% happy and healthy. So that’s what they need to be, because I really, really want to hang out with my Mom, doing adult things, wearing heels, sipping cocktails and eating paella as one does in Spain. So let’s all keep our fingers crossed, shall we?!
I’ll leave it at that as I’m starting to hear “waking up” sounds from the other room. Have an extra cup of coffee in my stead and then go visit our hostess Amy! Toodles.