How do you know?

Jason is really sick.  I considered taking him to the ER over the weekend because his cough sounded so bad.  He also had a fever but I could keep that under control easily.  Yesterdaymorning early I made an appointment for him and he has bronchitis.  He is sounding horrible. Obviously he is not at school and basically confined to bed.  (I do not have the time or energy to sit in hospital for days, so I’ll do what I can to prevent that)

Quintus on the other hand decided yesterday morning that he is feeling sick as well.  Too sick to go to school.  I thought he was giving it a bit of a lie but thing is, I’m not in his body.  How do I know if he is feeling sick or not.  So I let him stay home.  He was not sick.

I was so disappointed in him.  It’s not like him and I will not allow him to get into the habit of skipping school for an ingrown toe-nail no reason at all.  I told him that in the future if he doesn’t have  40 + fever or crawling his way to hospital he will be going to school.  Okay that’s a bit extreme but I don’t take lying well.

 

Snap and run

My husband is 38.  Yet he still follow orders from his parents like he is 8.

Remember when we were kids?  “Please go fetch us this”  “Take the dog out for a walk”  “Pick up your toys”.  Our parents ordered asked us to do many things.  As children we listened and did what was asked of us.  This is the way it works.

Then as we get older, grow up, become adults and get married, this changes.  We have our own lives.  Our own many orders that we need to follow from your wife due to our lives in general.  Our parents don’t expect us to follow orders anymore.  They will ask but not order.  The balance changes and this is a good thing.  We need to take care of our family’s needs.  Mostly we will do what our parents ask anyway but now we have to take into account our own family and our own needs as well. 

Or that is how I see it.

In Tommie’s situation, this hasn’t changed.  He is still 8.  They still order.  They snap their fingers and regardless of our needs, he will jump for them.  I know he means well.  I don’t doubt that.  However he is a grown man and choose to get married and have children.  Now we should be his priority.

Yesterday we had to rush home from the wedding.  I was feeling horrible.  I got the boys’ stomach virus and really needed his help.  I needed him home to help with our three boys.  I needed him home for some TLC for my own self.  However, he had told his parents he would take their caravan for them.  200 km from our home.  He had to sleep over there last night, leaving me alone with the boys all this time.  My father-in-law is coming through to town on Tuesday, he could pick up the caravan then.  Tommie could have taken the caravan today, when I probably would have felt better.

Again he chose to ignore my our needs. 

 

Thank you Mom

Last night in the chaos of getting Quintus settled and out of pain, making dinner and getting JJ and Zander bathed, I forgot to give Jason his medication.  By the time I realized this, he was already fast asleep in his bed.

I fetched his asthma pump and held over his face, without waking him.  Quintus came up behind me and said “You are such a good Mom.  That’s so nice of you not to wake him up.  Thank you”.

Then during the night we were up for 3 hours straight with Quintus throwing up and generally not feeling well.  I was up and down with him all the time.  Rubbing his back, offering water, giving medication.  Just before he finally fell asleep he said - “I’m so glad you are my mom”

Those words made the entire three hours feel like split seconds. 

 

2 pills 1 teaspoon

I have battled and fought and ignored a terrifying ear ache since Sunday.  I have battled with ear infections since the tender age of 3 months when my ear drum burst.  I have had many an ear operation and honestly battle with it way more than I care to admit.  Today I finally gave in and admitted that this pain is just getting worse and went to my doctor to get the necessary medication.  So far I’m still waiting for my eardrum to burst the medication to work.  Hopefully by tomorrow it won’t feel as if the one side of  my face has been hit by a train and someone forgot to remove half of the track that was left in my ear.

To add to the fun, Quintus has a pretty severe throat infection.  He woke me up during the night crying and has pretty much been crying since.  He too is on some heavy duty drugs. 

Zander is on the verge of cutting the tooth which doesn’t make him the happiest of people out there either.

I spent many an hour at the doctors today, since I took Jason for a check-up on his asthma as well.  Was really sweet when Jason’s paediatrician offered medication to Quintus before he even looked at Jason.