So Grant, on his birthday, decided to run a fever of 103+ and scare the ever living crap out of his mom. We took him to the ER, he’s just got a virus, and since then he’s been running through being mildly sick.
He runs a fever every once and a while, and then he pukes. Last night I’m leaning over to pick him up out of bed and he just shoots puke everywhere. If I hadn’t heard the warning signals I would have gotten shot in the face.
I think the virus is about done with him, because now we’re coughing and have a runny nose. He hasn’t had a runny nose since before he found out that he can touch his nose. Like stick his finger up it. Regularly he slowly eeks his finger up his nose and stares at me like, “DO YOU SEE THIS….MY FINGER GOES UP THERE!!!!!” Well with the steady streams of snot coming out his nose with every sneeze he now is sticking his finger in the snot and looking at me like, “Things come out to?”
His nose is very perplexing today….he did take a pen and stick it in the snot stream to see what would happen. Then I came over and cleaned everything up. He looked so annoyed, like I ruined his experiment.
It’s so amazing, the small subtle changes in his consciousness. We were at a work party last night for the boy, at his bosses house, and Grant kept going for the kitchen and started looking for the spatula drawer. I’m not sure I’m ready for short term memory. In fact I know I am not.
He just found a cheerio on his way over to me….”Uh-oh!” WOW. I wonder if I will ever stop being amazed at him. I hope not. I hope I’m this amazed with baby two.
I’ve been volunteering at vacation bible school at church this week. For three hours every morning I go and get tortured by 36, four and five year olds. There’s only four of us helping and it’s just mass hysteria. We cry when we lose the game, we cry when someone takes our seat…I totally can wait for Grant to be four. But I trodded through and figured if I can survive a week of this then I can totally handle a two year old and newborn.
The boy’s mom is not going to be staying with us permanently. Whle in many ways we are going to be suffering without her here, we’ve come to terms with it, and think we’ll be able to survive!
We’ve made plans to move Grant to the basement, move the living room to the basement, and rearrange the house. This way we can start planning a nursery! :) WOW - a nursery! I’m hoping that in August we can get painting done, and then I’ll officially be a pregnant lady who repaints her entire house before she has her baby. :) Anyway - all this planning will hopefully dull the pain.
My fabulous husband also just secured a LA trip at the end of August….guess who gets to go and sit on the beach for two days! :) YESSSS…..I’m estatic. I KNEW I’d end up on the beach pregnant.
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