Yesterday I was changing Dylan’s diaper, and I noticed a small bruise on my lower left leg. Not a big deal, just something little. Later on in the night the bruise became a perfect purple circle, and my leg started hurting a bit. This morning a the bruise is now a perfect bull’s eye. I don’t know what bit me, but I’m afraid that I might have ticked off a spider yesterday. Thinking back it must have happened when I was filling up Dakota’s water bowl outside, and shaking he dog food bin with my left leg. Great, one of the many benefits for living in the mid-west in the Summer.
Last night Thade was worried that mommy was going to have to go back to the hospital (because of the bite), so his tummy was hurting. He was up late, but finally calmed down around 11:00 p.m. I got Dylan off to sleep too, and he was right up at midnight and again at 3:00 a.m. to nurse. He was acting a little funny though, and wasn’t ready to go back to sleep after the second feeding. At 3:45 a.m. I found out the reason why. He got sick right in my face, and then on my arm, and then all over the bed. Lovely. I scooped him up, and got both of us cleaned up. I put Dylan back in his crib, where he was so happy and playful (he was feeling much better). I went and cleaned up all the messes, without disturbing my sleeping hubby.
Promptly at 7:00 a.m., Thade came in to tell me that he had some really wet pants. His pull-ups had leaked, and everywhere, right through his jammies, all over his bed, and his favorite blanket. I got him all changed, and in to some new dry pants.
What a long and late night. Dylan is back to his little happy self today, and Thade is too. I’m so tired, and the laundry pile is looming ahead of me.
