Ear infections. He has two of ‘em. One in each ear. My little Fever Boy is now officially Ear Infection Boy. So, now I have to give him antibiotics — 3 times a day for 10 days. In other words, I have to PIN HIM DOWN 3 times a day for ten whole days. I am not happy about it.


He, at least, got a lollipop out of it….

And I’m not happy about antibiotics. I’ve never had to use them on the Monkey. So, this is a first, and I’m not sure how I feel about it. But, it doesn’t matter how I feel, does it? Rascal’s had a fever every night since Sunday, and he’s MISERABLE. He’s so miserable that I’M MISERABLE.

I can’t even tell you how miserable.

Of course, the lack of sleep doesn’t help. The problem is, though, that I’m now at the point where I can’t function. I feel like a terrible mother half the time because I have to drag my arse everywhere I go. I just want to sleep and drink chai lattes….

So, today, I actually took a nap. It was only for about 45 minutes and full of interruptions, but still, it was a nap. While I napped, Monkey watched TV and jumped on the bed, and Rascal dozed on my waist. At the last possible minute, I rolled out of bed and took Rascal to the doctor (it’sgrandma took Monkey grocery shopping…).

Don’t worry, Dr. Ed Harris wasn’t there today. A lovely woman took his place for the day, and I was THANKFUL. I could ask as many stupid questions as I wanted. YESS! And, I had stupid questions. Because I was tired. Tired enough to leave the house in brand new hoodie WITH the tag still on….

And, of course, I discovered the tag only after I got home from the TWO HOUR ORDEAL (the office was BOILING HOT and PACKED full of germy kids. can you say “NIGHTMARE”? how ’bout “COULDN’T BREATHE”?). Actually, Josh-O discovered it….

And, no, I’m not pregnant. I only LOOK pregnant. HEY, I was TWO HUNDRED POUNDS when I gave birth to Rascal (and I’m only 5’1″ – ish – tall), so, I think I look quite a’ight!

In other news, Monkey slept like this last night….

Just thought you should know….