A Bunch of Sickies

After a bit of a broken night, Brady and I decided to leave our outing day for tomorrow and make today a lazy laundry day. The kids were a bit iffy, but we were pretty determined to make it a good day. We haven’t been able to unpack around here the way that we’d like, so their toys have been pretty limited, but we pulled out a bunch of their toys and had yummy food and tried to make today the best day possible.

It was pretty clear, though, that all of the kids needed a nap around noon. As we were putting them down, Laela told Brady “Lala hot.” Brady felt her head and agreed that she was hot. He asked “Are you sick?” to which she replied “Lala nap.” I checked her temperature and discovered that she was fevering. She is SUCH a trooper when she’s sick, though. I brought her Tylenol, and while she drank it, she kept losing balance and didn’t seem to want to tilt her head back much, but once we lay her back down, she smiled at us with her droopy eyes and said she was “okee.” Amazing little girl.

After naps, Laela seemed to be in better shape. Her fever was down, and she was decently peppy. Not very hungry, and she didn’t like to be told what to do at all, as in more so than usual, but she was chipper otherwise. Dekker, on the other hand, was in rough shape. Nothing could please him. I checked his forehead too, and then took his temperature, but he was completely cool. He was even complaining about being cold. Less than an hour after that, we sat at the supper table and watched him shivering. Brady put some socks on him, I brought him a hoodie, and we took his temperature again. Sure enough, he had JUST heated up. So he was next in line for some medicine. He cried through his supper, saying he medicine wasn’t working, and he was so very cold, when really, his body was hot to the touch through his clothing. Both Dekker and Laela ate so little at supper, and cried while we made them drink their milk.

We decided to wind the evening down with lots of snuggles and a show. Dekker was feeling much better, and said he had just been cold during supper but that he was all better now. He easily gave in to lots of cuddles though. Laela wouldn’t be contained with cuddles, but snuggled up by herself on a chair nearby and watched. After about fifteen minutes, I suggested bananas. Now that Dekker’s meds had kicked in, he agreed, and Laela will be left out of nothing, so she agreed as well. I was relieved to get something healthy into both of them before bed.

Both of the big kids were in bed by around 6:30, and now, at 6:50, there is no sound coming from their room. Rowan is having some milk now, and when he’s not drinking, he is crying and crying. They are so trashed, these poor kids. And so are their parents. Brady has a cold and today has probably been its worst day for it. And I hurt when I walk. We’re all slightly out of commission. I’m SO thankful to have Brady home for a few days this week. At least we can tag team!

All of this being said, I’m going to cut this post off so Brady and I can wind down and go to bed at a good time! If you’d like to say a prayer for us tonight, let it be for health all around, and a full nights sleep.