Don’t you just hate those smug self-righteous bloggers who complain about others who don’t update their blog for weeks if not months on end only to vanish themselves for long stretches of time? Yeah, me too.
It’s not like I haven’t had the ability… well, that’s not quite the case. As any parent of an infant will tell you, time moves in weird ways. Months can stretch out into years, or vanish in the blink of an eye. This is especially true when dealing with an infant who isn’t sleeping through the night. It’s only recently that we’ve been getting continuous sleep for more than a couple of hours at a time.
Of course, as soon as we begin to get 6 hours of sleep a night and feel human again, illness descends upon the house. With three kids in school, it was only a matter of time. No, wait, we went through this several months ago. Oh well, I guess we get to do this again.
I had a blog post about this, no really, but now in retrospect, it doesn’t read very well. There was a couple of paragraphs about coordinating the kids and keeping them quarantined from each other because they were wall in different stages of different illnesses. One would be in our bedroom with a laptop, another in the front room with another laptop, and another in the basement watching television. I had to coordinate who was watching what and when and spent so much time running around that I wound up getting sick myself.
Things got better, at least, so we thought.
Everybody had gone back to school for a few days, but Ciárán was just “off” a little bit and never quite got to 100%. Eventually I took him to the doctor, as we suspected he had an ear infection. I’m in the doctor’s office with Xavier (10 months) and Ciárán (3 years) and while I’m in the doctor’s office, actually in the examining room, school calls for me to come over and pick up August (age 7) because he’s sick.
I’m in the doctor’s office, and the school calls me to pick up a sick kid. I just want you to revel in the ridiculousness of the situation for a moment.
Everybody’s better, at least now. I’m thinking of getting a sign posted at our house:
