Sunday Gratitude & Recycling #NaBloPoMo

Today, I’d like to express my gratitude for my husband. I know, I know, I gripe about him being a pain in the butt…but he really is amazing sometimes. Yesterday, while I was at the Cub Scout BALOO training, he spent all day watching the boys, and he did an awesome job – he remembered to give Connor his 4 kinds of medication, and didn’t stress out AT ALL all day (believe me – that’s a feat in and of itself with our 2 boys!). Then, when I got home, he asked if I wanted to jump into a hot shower so I could warm up – he was just AWESOME.

To help the environment today, I’m going to organize some bins in our basement for recycling. I’m not talking just your typical plastic, can, paper bins…I’m talking glass, paperboard…the works. I know it will be some work in the beginning (I’m also posting a list of what we can recycle next to our trash so we can check before tossing), but it will be worth it in the long run, and will minimize the amount of trash we personally put into incinerators and landfills.

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Worst Week EVER!

Okay, we all know that having a five-year-old with a stomach bug is bad.

Well, my kid just got over a Monster-Stomach-Bug-From-Hell.

Not 24 hours…or even 72 hours. A full week of diarrhea, vomiting and crying over stomach cramps. This poor kid couldn’t even keep Pedialyte down for more than ten minutes.

All things considered, he was very good. He only cried if it really hurt, he would tell you as soon as he had a mess in his pull-up (yes, we switched back temporarily), and if he could help it, he would vomit into a bucket we kept in whatever room he was in. Even switching back to underwear wasn’t a problem.

Now for the really fun part…

About halfway through Connor being sick, Daddy got the bug. OH YAY. Any woman reading this knows full well how the most manly-man can instantly morph into a huge baby the second he’s got anything wrong with him. So, for the past four days, I’ve had to listen to how bad he’s got it and his stomach hurts, blah, blah, blah. Needless to say, he didn’t clean up a single instance of vomit or poop while Connor was sick.

Connor’s first day back at school was yesterday, and shortly before he got home, I started feeling funny. Not nauseated or anything, just a little…off.  I chalked it up to being up all week with a sick kid and a new baby. (Thankfully, Kyle – who is two months old – has avoided catching this awful thing.)

By the time he got home, I was feeling weak and cold – NOT GOOD. Got him in the house and settled, and took my temperature (my mom bought me the temporal thermometer – the thing rocks!). This one deserves another OH YAY…102.8.

Lee came home, and actually let me wrap myself up in blankets and go to bed for a couple of hours, made a bunch of bottles, then got me some of the stuff I needed – cold facecloth, etc. When I made the mistake of asking him to remind me when it was time to take my Tylenol…he said “I’ve been busting my ass since I got home so you could sleep. You’re asking an awful lot you know”.

Mind you – this is the first time I’ve really been knocked on my ass from being sick since Connor was born five years ago.

Can I shoot him now???

Anyway – the only thing you can do for your kid if they catch this horrible bug is to make sure they get plenty of Pedialyte. I even made popsicles with it and added a speck of Jello powder just for flavoring!

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