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February 03, 2012

Is it summer yet?

Amelia Jan 2012
Pardon me if this post reeks of VapoRub. I'm drowning in it over here.

Amelia. Good lord. I love that girl to bits, but she's one of those kids who always has something going on. She's always teething or has a strange rash or a bad cough, always dripping and drooling and itching. "Oww, Mama," she whimpers, scratching at her tummy or pulling on her ear. Heartbreaking. She does her best, poor thing, but it must be awful to always feel kind of awful.

Add to this the fact that Mads now goes to that cesspool of germs down the street school every day and it's safe to say that this has been The Winter From Hell.

It started in September when she brought home the gift of Hand, Foot and Mouth disease from her kindergarten class. She had a fever for a day and then bounced back. Amelia was out of commission for almost 2 weeks. And if you haven't yet had the pleasure, take my word for it that Hand, Foot and Mouth disease is every bit as disgusting as it sounds.

From there it's been one thing after another: Colds, coughs, upset tummies, sinus infections, bladder infections, eczema. None of us has survived unscathed. Days roll into nights and into days again, one bug into the next. I'm delirious, exhausted; the hum of humidifiers rings in my ears, the sticky traces of midnight Tylenol doses on my fingertips.

But despite it all I really can't complain. I'm not the only mom out there with dark circles under her eyes; so many have it a lot harder than I do. This is all in the job description: You catch vomit with your bare hands, your best blouse gets used as a Kleenex, you stand swaying in the dark at 3am singing 'Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star' until the wailing stops and the Advil kicks in. And miraculously, you don't go to bed wishing for a day off or even a good night sleep. When you close your eyes the one and only thing you want is for your baby to get back to jumping on the couch and chucking food from the highchair and spinning dizzy, crazy circles around the house.

Actually, come to think of it, I could do without the food-chucking bit.

Here's to sunny skies and healthy days ahead.

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