On Wednesday I spent the entire day on the couch, starting at 4:30 a.m., periodically emptying a bucket my daughter was throwing up in. Yes, it sometimes amazes me the things we do with no qualms at all for our kids. She didn't eat anything the entire day --just some sips of water. She was just throwing up stomach acid and having dry heaves for most of the day. It's now Friday, and I still can't get her to eat anything more than a couple of sips of milk. I'm starting to threaten her with the hospital and IV's.
We might actually have a contract to vote on soon. It won't be great --three years of a pay-freeze-- but the stress of negotiations might at least be over. That or we'll be striking. Kind of amazing really --the college where I teach has the lowest salaries in the state, and has the largest class sizes. That's just the kind of "we value education" city I live in.
I wish I could vote in Wisconsin. I can walk there in 15 minutes, you'd think they'd make an exception.
I got up this morning to find flowers on the kitchen table. This is why Valentines is just not a big deal around here --Rob doesn't need a hallmark-sponsored day to make sweet gesture. I think the flowers are his way of saying "thank you" for the millions of loads of laundry I've done since Wednesday to try to keep us from getting the bug that took Emma down.
Before Emma got sick, she started us down the road of making polymer clay beads. It's addicting. If she ever gets better, we'll make some more.
What a sweet man!
ReplyDeleteI hope Emma's on the mend by now--that stomach flu can be a bugger.
Ugh on the work stuff. That would be so demoralizing.
Aaaah! This sounds like a week when you have to just try to keep going, despite everything, and think about things like polymer clay beads and Flowers from The Husband (that is truly wonderful). I hope your daughter is feeling better and that nobody else caught it.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet man. If Pete brought home flowers, I'd immediately get suspicious.
ReplyDeletePoor Emma! I hope she's recovered. I think that one of the best purchases we've made over the years was a leather sofa. It's the *best* place to put a vomiting kid and not have to worry about cleaning up. We have a really large metal mixing bowl that is our emesis basin and I'm delighted that our girls are old enough to barf cleanly and not make a mess.
Rob is so organized: years ago he bought us all "barf buckets". We each have one tucked under our bed. Romantic, huh? :-)
DeletePoor kid (and poor mama)! Flowers are most welcome, I'm sure.
ReplyDeleteIn a way, I like it when the kids are down with an illness. They become so willing to let me be Mommy again. Normally, I hardly exist except to nag, do laundry, and pack lunches (at least that is how it feels).
Voted here today to pass our new school levy. I'll never understand people who don't value education. It's worth every penny.