I’ve decided that I’m just going to rename January and February, Sick-uary. I feel like every single year it is more of the same. We welcome the New Year with someone getting sick. The sickness makes it rounds only to be followed immediately by another illness that also has to make the rounds. It is ridiculous. This eventually stops right, when the kids are older and not putting stuff in their mouth as much or being sneezed and coughed all over by their little friends? Please tell me we won’t start every year like this forever and ever!
This past weekend was the climax of 2 weeks of endless illness. It started with Nora, of course, it always starts with the littlest one right!? She had a cold that she passed onto everyone else, except Lorne. He managed to avoid the first round. I feel like she barely got over the first cold and was onto something else. This second round has been the pits. Fevers, coughs, sore throats, and a lovely case of pink eye for Maya. Good times.
I spent this past weekend nursing 3 sick kiddos, making runs to the doctor and the pharmacist, administering all sorts of fun medication, including the ever fun eye drop! And my reward for playing nursemaid to 3 sick kids that are all on the mend now, you guessed it, my turn with the current crud I spent last night all achy and feverish and woke this morning feeling like I hadn’t had any sleep at all. Hopefully I can kick this one quickly. I’m not a fan of being sick. I read an article once that said that women who exercise regularly get sick less frequently than those who don’t. I exercise every day, but it doesn’t seem to help me when Sick-uary rolls around. I guess the study didn’t take into account being covered in the disgusting splatter of coughing, sneezing children 24/7.
Hopefully once I kick this round we will be done with Sick-uary and can return to the land of the healthy once more. Fingers crossed.
This past Tuesday was the first day of the new school year and the beginning of Maya’s 2nd grade year. She has been a ball of nerves the last few weeks in anticipation of the start of the school year. There were so many things she was worried about from who her teacher was going to be, to who was going to end up in her class, to being upset that her amazing teacher from last year wasn’t going to be her teacher again this year. In her little prone to anxiety mind she built up the nervousness and was truly a bag of nerves on the first day.
One Monday we met her teacher, Mrs. Henson. She is a new teacher and Maya was really excited about that. We learned that 8 of the kids from her class last year are in her class again this year and her new teacher lived up to Maya’s expectations. Maya declared her to be super nice after just a few minutes of reassuring conversation with her.
Tuesday was the first official full day of school.
Tuesday, after some tears and declarations of not wanting to go to school, we made it out the door and headed to school. She put on a brave face and was even a tiny bit excited for what the first day would hold.
Maya came home from school saying she had a good day, her teacher was awesome and super nice and there are a good bunch of kids in her class. I was very proud of her for fitting through the nerves and making her first day a good one. Although her anxiety is still pretty high she is handling it well and has had a great first week so far.
Here’s to a great 2nd grade year for this girl!
I truly cannot fathom that Anna is 4. It boggles my mind to think that in the spring I’ll be registering her for kindergarten and next fall she’ll be off to big girl school with Maya. The thought of it just makes me teary eyed. In my mind she was only a baby like yesterday. I blinked and she is suddenly this full of life, opinionated, silly preschooler.
Height: 38.3 ins (20th percentile)
Weight: 31lbs (17th percentile)
When Anna entered this world on a hot July day in 2011 she was a tiny peanut weighing in at just over 6lbs, and she has stayed true to her tiny peanut status her whole life. As you can see from her stats above she is still pretty tiny. The doctor she’s on track to be about 5′ 2″ if she stays on this growth track. She’ll be our petit little girl always
I always find it hard to find just the right words to describe Anna. She is fun and silly and opinionated and yet she is sweet, shy and cuddly too. I always say she fits a giant sized personality into that tiny body of hers. There is never a dull moment with her around. She loves to make us laugh and entertain us. She also can spend hours quietly playing with her dolls or building with lego or working on her preschool skills in her much loved “learning books”. She doesn’t take a regular nap anymore but will fairly regularly take her blankie and find a quiet spot and just fall asleep. My favorite thing is to watch her playing with her dollhouse or with her “American Durl Doll”. Her imagination is amazing and it is so fun to watch the little scenarios she comes up with play out.
Being 4 she is of course very passionately opinionated, and isn’t afraid to make her needs and wants heard (at crazy loud volumes sometimes). I remember 4 being a big year for Maya, a lot of maturing and growing took place. It will be interesting to see what 4 brings for Anna.
For months now, literally 4 months, Maya’s top front tooth has been wiggly. Shortly after she lost her first tooth her one top tooth started to get wiggly. Since the first one came out fairly quickly she was expecting this one to follow suit. She waited and waited and waited, growing ever impatient. A trip to the dentist a little over a month ago showed (in xrays) that the adult teeth were right there and the baby tooth was hanging by a thread. The dentist predicted it would be days, maybe a week or two tops. But the tooth had other plans and just kept hanging on for dear life. She wiggled it and pulled on it and even got to the point where she could twist it a bit, all in an effort to get that sucker to fall out!
Last night, as the girls were getting ready for bed Maya just had to show me that she could twist her tooth far enough to fit her thumb in between her teeth. It got stuck and she said it really hurt. There was blood, and blood and Maya do not mix, at all. After much convincing she let me try to pull it out. I promised to just tug very gently and if it didn’t work I’d leave it alone. I tugged, ever so gently and out popped the tooth!! She screamed and told me to stop, and then realized it was already out and her tears turned to a giant, semi toothless smile
She was so incredibly happy to finally have that tooth out!! She wrote a little note to the tooth fairy telling her how brave she was and tucked the tooth into an envelope. With hopes high of what she would find in the morning she drifted off to sleep.
The Tooth Fairy was caught a little off guard by this sudden development and was a little ill prepared. But she didn’t let that get her down. A fairy sized note was quickly created, complete with glitter and some glitterfied money, of course, was left in the envelope to be found this morning.
Maya was super happy with the results of last night’s visit from the Tooth Fairy, and was so excited to go to school this morning to show off her new semi toothless smile and tell her friends all about the details of how she finally lost her tooth.
So much for my good intentions at the beginning of the year to post more frequently. Life is too busy. I have all these great blog post ideas and I start out the day with every intention of getting a post up and then life happens, the daily chaos that is life with 3 kiddos ensues and no posting happens. Sigh. Maybe next month I’ll get on her more frequently (a girl can dream, right!).
This week has been in a word, CRAZY. Lorne is out of town, our agenda has been full every day so far, and Maya was diagnosed with bronchitis and has been coughing non-stop and feels like crap. Thank goodness for early bedtimes and wine or I may be certifiable by now.
Just to add a little extra misery to our week, along with Maya’s diagnosis of bronchitis came a prescription for antibiotics, which should be a good thing, I know. I’m glad there is something we can do to help Maya get over this crud, but Maya and antibiotics to not mix well together. She has been lucky, and hasn’t been on antibiotics very often, maybe 2-3 times total. But, every time she is she gets on this emotional roller coaster. I fondly (or not so fondly, really), refer to it as the “Antibiotics Induced Rage”. It isn’t just rage, though most of her emotional outbursts are angry, she is also quick to cry. Being a 7 year old girl she is known to be highly emotional anyway, so you can imagine the crazy emotional roller coaster she is on now thanks to the antibiotics! Not fun, for her or the rest of us living with her. I feel like I may be the only one with a child who reacts this way on antibiotics. Dr. Google tells me others have similar problems, but no one I’ve talked to in real life has this problem. I feel so lucky :/
At least this is a fairly short round of antibiotics, only 5 days, so hopefully we’ll be in the clear again by early next week. Fingers crossed!