Friday, April 24, 2015

Sick day

Yesterday afternoon while Sylvia was at daycare she fell asleep during a movie. While unusual, her napping in the afternoon isn't totally unheard of, though it can mean she's sick. Her daycare (which isn't her usual one) called to let me know she was sleeping, but that otherwise she'd had a good day. I asked if she felt warm to them and they didn't think she was feverish so I kept working and left at my normal time (about 5). When I arrived to pick her up, though, she was still sleeping and, when I tried to rouse her she was lethargic and complained about a headache. When I got her home she had a fever of about 101 C.

I thought I might still be able to go to work today at least for the lab meeting and paper discussion, and just have Sylvia sit in the room with me and maybe play on the ipad during the meeting.

Then Paul curled up on a dining room chair, tightly wrapped in a blanket, and stared at the pancakes he'd requested for dinner instead of eating them.

So, today was a sick day.

It rained off and on all day, so being inside was kinda perfect and I really didn't feel guilty letting the kids watch TV and play games on my computer all day long. They didn't get overly wild at the inactivity (though bedtime wasn't quite as smooth or as quick as normal) and there weren't too many fights over what to watch or play. My kids do get along remarkably well. If they do fight I only have to find a temporary (like 2 minute) solution and they both move on. I hope it's as easy when they get older and when there are three of them competing over TV and whatnot.

Derrick is on a field trip to Kangaroo Island until Sunday, which I'm kinda grateful for. I realize when he's around I work a lot harder on certain things, like cleaning and cooking. I'm more ambitious about cooking in particular when he's around. He's also much less willing to let the kids watch TV all day. I made sure to break up the TV watching with other activities every couple of hours, but I'm perfectly happy to let my kids watch TV, while Derrick prefers the kids spend time outside.

Because Derrick wasn't here I gave myself time to cuddle with Kip when he woke up too early from his second (afternoon) nap and almost took a nap myself. I finished a book I've been working on reading for far too long. I fixed a simple dinner of mostly left-overs, only augmenting with some taco meat (which had to be made) and eggs for Paul.

I don't get many days like this. I should be more grateful for my life more often, because I do have a fantastic life. I have a great family, a small but sufficient home, a job I love. It was nice to slow down and really savor those things today--especially the family.

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Sometimes funny

A couple of days ago Paul was helping me cook. I didn't have the light on over the stove so he told me, "I can turn on the light with my mind. And this button."

Today, while walking to school Paul passed a wad of pink ABC gum. He told me, "Somebody dropped part of their brain."

How is it that a 3.6 year old has a better sense of humor than about anybody else I know?

Sylvia, on the other hand, is funny unintentionally. We took her to the toilet before we went to bed (but too late to avoid an accident). She screamed about how things were hurting, then suddenly she wanted chickens. The last thing, "I'm hungry! Why doesn't anybody feed me anything I like!"

Classic Sylvia.

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Language acquisition

Tonight, Kip very deliberately signed 'milk'. So I gave him some.

Tonight, Derrick got Kip's attention with his name, and stopped him from getting into the trash by saying, 'no.'

It's so cool when kids get to the stage where communication takes on the first vestiges of true language. Wahoo!

Thursday, March 5, 2015

Thanks, Northern Hemisphere, for sharing your germs

One of the cool things about Australia is that we get summer in December, January, and February. I found it strange to celebrate Christmas in the heat that first year (okay, let's be honest--I found it strange this year, too) but it's growing on me. It's kinda cool having BBQ weather for New Year's.

The not so much fun part is that we still get the 'winter' cold and flu season. Yeah. We get our own winter cold and flu season, too, but, thanks to the huge population of the Northern Hemisphere, we get their colds too. So much fun.

If you haven't guessed yet, we have illness running through our house.

I'm not sure who brought it home. Derrick had a sore throat for something like a week before anybody else got sick, but he's also claiming he's getting sick again, so maybe what he had isn't what the rest of us have. The kiddos have fevers and body ache--your typical mild flu-like symptoms. Paul was over the worst of it in about three days, starting last Friday and ending Sunday, but then he's had a deep, worrisome cough ever since his fever went away. Sylvia and Kip have had fevers this week (Wednesday and today. Obviously don't know about tomorrow yet) and I just can't wait for the lovely cough to start in them, too.

I miss sleeping through the night. It's been a while.

To top it all off, Kip has another tooth poking through. It's wonderful for him, since it'll open up more food options to him, and that boy likes his food! At the same time, teething means sleep disruption, and I'm so over that. Sigh.

Saturday, January 10, 2015

Updates and milestones

Kip has two teeth! His first tooth came in New Year's eve while we were in Mount Gambier and another came in a couple of days ago. He's still pretty slobbery, and his sleep is most definitely disturbed, but I'm hoping the worst of this first round of teething is over. Of my three kids, Kip is most definitely the one who has had the hardest time with teething. I don't think he's having as hard a time as Derrick had when he was a baby, but we've had a couple of pretty hard nights.

Wednesday, October 8, 2014


I've never had a kid who actually liked being in a baby chair with the grabby things. I always thought the little toys were more for the parents than for the baby (cuteness being a major factor in the decision to buy anything for babies). Turns out I just haven't had a kid who'd play with them before. Kip isn't happy in the chair for long, but he will spend two or three minutes happily playing with the toys on his chair. Such a lovely thing!

He loves grabbing things lately. He's found his toes--he grabbed them for the first time about a week ago, and now they're his favorite thing to hold on to (for which my hair is very happy).

If I set him down next to something fabric--a blanket or piece of clothing--he likes to pull it over his face and flail and snort. I seem to remember his older brother doing the same thing. 

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Teeth and turning

Couple of big milestones this weekend: Sylvia lost her first tooth on Saturday and Kip flipped himself over on Sunday. He can only go one way--from his back to his belly--and he had to push himself with his feet to do it, but I can see his days of immobility are coming to an end.

I think Paul might have actually pulled Sylvia's tooth. She's had a tooth coming in behind it, and she's been complaining about it being loose since her last dental appointment about a week ago. She's only sporadically played with it, and hasn't been as interested in eating the apples and carrots the dentist suggested for making the tooth looser, which I think may be because it's a little painful. I got the impression that Paul is the one who took matters into his hands and twisted the tooth free.

Both of them were fascinated by the tooth, so much so they wouldn't stop playing with it and lost it a couple of times. It's such a tiny thing, I'm not surprised they had a hard time keeping track of it. The tooth fairy who came was pretty rich--Sylvia got $5. She used it to buy herself a watermelon.