What a handsome little rugby player

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Just for today…this morning, Jason wasn’t a middle child. He was the only child. He was the only one playing rugby with his entire family supporting him. And it showed. He played so well. He was totally into the game and enjoyed it tremendously.

The sweetest thing was how his girl friends came to support him. They were playing netball but in between games two of them came over to watch him play. His one little friend even waited an hour to support him. He is such a lady’s man. I love the relationship he has with these girls.

I’m so proud of this little guy.

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. 

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.

I’m in my study, working.  Trying to push more hours into my 24 hour day. (If you have some to spare, please send them my way)

I hear the boys getting a tad upset with each other and then full-blown aggression explodes.  I immediately summons them to the study.  I don’t mind bickering but aggression is not acceptable and I try to stop it as soon as it starts.

I was not happy with what I heard and sent Quintus to the bathroom….time-out place in our home.  I let him calm down before I walk and demand answers.  I wanted to know why he acted the way he did.  He didn’t answer and I asked again, get agitated.

He looks at me.  He looks away.  Looks at me.  Away.  Clearly trying to think of a way out of this.  He realizes that he cannot stall this any longer and answers with:

“Nope.  I have nothing“

I completely burst out laughing.   Nothing like a sense of humor to diffuse a situation!