I Got You!

Fun game to play when both parties are participating LittleLadyLookAtMe. When I'm spoonfeeding your brother pureed squash it can go from annoying to dangerous quickly.

Jumping on my back like a crazy monkey and grabbing my head is only fun for you. "I got you!" Yeah, you did. Again. Good job. No honey, Mommy doesn't want to play. She just wants to dislodge your brother's spoon from his large intestine.

Oh, you're going to hit him in the face with a rattle instead? Well, I guess that's a different game.

I'm glad you're feeling better.

Progress Finally

I haven't even been able to keep up with this between my 2 kids being as sick as they are and I'm also not doing too good.

LittleMs.AttentionStarved is finally a normal temperature. She still has a cough, but her nose isn't very stuffy or runny anymore. She has more energy and she's finally eating most of her meals. Of course now that she's better and wants to play, she thinks that Mommy should want to play too. I have about 7 or 8 nights of sleep to catch up on before I'll be ready for that.

Mr. ClammyHead is finally not feverish either, but he's got this weird anti-fever now. He's still stuffy and coughing, but he is eating some more and getting more sleep. Well, when his hornery sister lets him anyway.

I Can Haz Sleep?

4 nights and counting since I've last been able to get any sleep. Mr. Snotbucket wakes up now 3 or 4 times a night because he isn't able to breathe very well. I get it LittleMan, but Mommy is no good to you at 3:30 in the morning when she's only had a combined 6 hours of sleep in the last 4 nights.

Not to mention that I'm also hit hard with this cold too, so sleep is vital to me right now. It sure would be nice if there was such a thing as a second person in the house that could also take care of sick babies in the middle of the night. Someone like, say, Mr. Awesomeness AKA Mr. I'm Gonna Pretend To Be So Asleep That I Don't Hear That Screaming Baby That's A Foot From My Head. Yep, it's just too sad that I don't know that guy....

Tag-Team

My children have formed a viral tag-team. This morning Ms. Cougherson was no longer feverish. She still has a cough and a stuffy nose, but she doesn't seem bothered by it anymore. She's eating and playing more normally now.

Mr. Hack-A-Lung is now taking his turn. He was up coughing like crazy all night. I mean, the good news is I'm now all caught up on the programs that I tape, but never get to watch. The bad news being the stuffy, runny nose baby of course.

Now that his sister is awake and in the height of her play mode, he's wanting to nap. This will only result in her waking him up with her uber-loud toys and him crying like he just saw Mommy naked (sheer terror) for the next hour. I'll enjoy the quiet while it lasts.

Sickos

Apparently sick children do not like to be blogged about. If I didn't have MissSnotFace whining at me, SirPukesALot was, well, doing what he does best.

This morning, WeeMan was also showing signs of the sickness. Stuffy nose and cough. MrAwesomeness was looking forward to going to his friend's house to watch some fights tonight "if everyone was feeling better". I guess it's a fun night in with a bunch of coughing sickos.

Puke Ninja

In 3 hours, I've had to change clothes 4 times. Somehow my little PukeNinjaBoy has mastered the fine art of saving all his puke for Mom. He's very talented. He misses his bib, clothes, and burp cloth every time.

I'm surprised he has anything left in his belly. According to my clothes, he's run out of food. Time to stoke the fire.

Fever-licious

My HotheadGirl actually has a hot head today. 100 degrees. Instead of being a crybaby and whining at me all night, she's actually completely full of energy. I'm not sure why. She's just hopped up.

This really sucks. I've got the same thing she does, but I don't even have 1/2 the energy. I'll just borrow some of hers. I don't think she'll miss it.

Sleepy Baby

Silly little NoNapMan. When people are sleepy, they sleep. I know this is a crazy concept for a 6-month old, but that's just what normal people do.

You want to do things the hard way by crying like you just got hot pokers under the nails. Wearing yourself out with a Primal Scream Therapy session is not usually the preferred method of resting.

Maybe tomorrow you'll remember. Probably not, since you've been doing it for the last 2 weeks, but there's always hoping.

Oh, what the hell?!

My toddler, PickyPants, likes to "share" my food. By share I mean she likes to sneak-attack me and grab 1/2 my food, then run away giggling. The really crappy part: she doesn't eat it. She just breaks it apart and spreads it all over the house.

Sometimes she does fool me into thinking that she'll at least eat it. Instead, she sticks it in her mouth for about a minute, then spits the 1/2 chewed biproduct onto my plate.

Even if she did eat my food, I don't want her fingers anywhere near something I'm eating anyway. She likes to play with her butt. I love my kid, but I don't want her butt-juice in my food.

Family Roll Call

Nicknames will be used and assigned according to age, gender, personality and my mood.

Toddler girl: stubborn and spoiled
Baby boy: happy, but pukes a lot
Husband: typically acts like some part or another of his anatomy
Me = Awesomeness: always