Puke Buckets and Mop Pails!

As I write this we are going on day four of A.L. being sick! I hate having her so sick and not knowing what it is that is causing her to have a high fever and throwing up.  Needless to say the puke pail has been in constant use along with the mop bucket for missed attempts at hitting the bucket, but that is to be expected with a little 3 yr old, the aim isn’t always so good.

I am beginning to wonder if this is the stomach bug that J.T. and T.A. cycled through that they brought home from school, although I am thinking that with the time lapse between them being sick and now A.L. that they are not connected to one another. With J.T. and T.A. they were sick for around 48 hrs and then they were fit as a fiddle!

Of course one of the main worries with little ones puking and with a high fever is the concern about getting dehydrated. For the first couple of days, she didn’t want to eat or drink anything.  I think it was more the fear of it coming right back up again that caused her not to want anything. Luckily that has been overcome and she is getting plenty of liquids now.

We’ve been to the doctor and started running all the usual tests. Tonsillitis and strep throat have been ruled out and the doctor thinks it is a viral infection. If she isn’t showing improvement, the doctor wants to see her again on Monday.

So of course we have a huge get-together planned for Thanksgiving here at our house! Hopefully this will be gone over the weekend and we can go ahead and look forward to a fun holiday together with all of our family.

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday A.G.!

This time a year ago, we were welcoming you into this big old world!  We were mighty worried about you there for awhile. The doctor ended up putting me on “house arrest”, well lets say it felt like that anyways.  I was told I needed to go home and stay in bed when I was 21 weeks along.  NO lifting of anything larger than a glass of water. No vacuuming, doing laundry, making beds…. Nothing …. NADA! I was allowed to get up, move to the sofa and lie down or sit propped up with my legs up. I wasn’t even allowed to stand to cook lunch or dinner! 

Thanks to God, a wonderful husband, who stepped up to the plate, family, and friends, they all kept me down and resting so that you would stay put and survive. Every time I would go into the doctor, she was thankful and then when you actually waited until your due date to be born , she was amazed!  Prayer is truly wonderful and I feel so blessed!

And here you are today, a perfect healthy little girl! 

Happy Birthday darling!