This St. Patrick's Day we were definitely feeling....GREEN! And not in a good way. I don't want to say this too loud, but (we don't really get sick in this house) <--- I know I just cursed myself.
I NEVER get sick. I can't tell you the last time I was sick. High school? Lane had a bout with pneumonia when he was almost 18 months, but other than that he gets the occasional runny nose and cough. But I must admit that since we started going to the chiropractor, both of their noses have stopped running. Parker just a runny nose and cough since she's been born.
It all started last Sunday. I felt like Parker was a little off. Her eating had taken a back seat and she was just not herself. On Monday, she had a few bad diapers (diarrhea). Tuesday and Wednesday was the same, maybe a little worse. No appetite, a little uncomfortable and whiny. Thursday after we got back from taking Lane to school she fell asleep sitting up on the couch. 1. She NEVER sits on the couch or sits at all. 2. She NEVER falls asleep sitting up?
She was kind of a mess that day and that also happened to be the day we got adjusted. After our 12:15 appointment we stopped for some Pedialtye and came straight home where I immediately started feeling awful. I was nauseous and achy and began throwing up. The lovely part? As if that isn't lovely enough for you...Matt left for Alabama that day and wasn't coming home until Friday night.
Parker and I spent the rest of the day sleeping/laying on the couch while Lane watched Netflix on the computer. <---- Mom of the Year!
I could tell he was not himself either. His appetite was diminished. As if that is possible and didn't each much that day.
Friday he woke up with some diarrhea and still no appetite. But he kept telling me "he felt better." I think it was more that he WANTED to feel better!
Friday night Matt got home and I could tell Parker was starting to bounce back. Saturday morning I was up at 5:30 and sick. I heard Lane and went up to see what he needed and he told me his legs hurt. Lovely! Round 3! He went back to bed and around 7 I heard him again. I went upstairs and found him laying in the middle of the hallway. His eyes were half open and he said, "Mom you carry me." Poor guy! He laid on the couch for a little while and looked very sleepy, but as soon as Matt got home he was up and at 'em and didn't really want to stop the whole day.
No leprechaun turning the toilet green or fancy green breakfast or anything that I had planned for St Patrick's Day got done. Heck, the green shirt Lane put on that morning
he had vomited on at lunch so this is what he looked like by afternoon:
Parker learned a new word when she and Lane opened up their St Patrick's Day cards from Grandma and Grandpa.
By Sunday, we were all mostly on the mend, although none of us wanted to look at, let alone eat a morsel of food.
We had Noah's birthday party Sunday afternoon and then we headed to Gafney for a rug for our living room. I still had to prepare for a party at our house happening on Tuesday with about 20 moms and their kiddos. It was a screening party for a new show on Disney Junior called Doc McStuffins. Unfortunately, we didn't get home until 7 so the party prep would have to wait until Monday.
Some pictures from the party.
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