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8 minutes

Ethan is still sick. Oh, he’s acting okay – not great, but okay – and no fever or anything else, just yucky tush. I’ve got a phone call into the doctor this morning and I’m just waiting to hear back. I’m sure they’re going to tell me it’s a virus that’s going around and we’re just going to have to wait it out, but I need to hear that for my own personal sanity. Needless to say, we haven’t been sleeping very well. As it currently stands, Ethan’s bed has been stripped completely six times, he’s gone through half of a large pack of diapers (yep, back in diapers for the duration) in 24 hours, he’s had three baths in two days, he’s hardly eating and as mentioned, sleep is not really happening. Ethan was not a preemie, but like his brother and father, he’s a skinny little guy. He can’t really stand to drop any weight.

Yesterday morning, I heard him start whimpering at 2am. I lay there and debated with myself for about 15 minutes, waiting to see if he’d fall back asleep or if it was something I was going to have to get out of bed over. Knowing that he’s been sick, I finally rolled out of bed and went into his room. Thank goodness I did or we’d have had much worse mess than we did. I got him up, stripped his bed, stripped him, grabbed a change of jammies, took him downstairs to change his diaper and put the clean jammies on, grabbed his Nemo bwankie out of the dryer, got him a cup of water and went back upstairs – 8 minutes had passed from the time I’d rolled out of bed. It’s amazing how efficient you get at these things after awhile. While I was momentarily impressed with myself, I knew I was not going to get much sleep the rest of the night. Every time he would move, I’d wake up. And he talks in his sleep, which woke me up as well. I almost came down to the office to get on Share and see what was going on. I was that close to giving up. But then I knew if I left the bed, Ethan would follow and I wanted/needed him to get any rest he could. So I blogged in my head, and thought of a few new things to add to a scrapbook page I was working on Friday night, and I started thinking about what I wanted to say in our first Ambassador Family speech. At least I made use of my awake time. But oh how I wish he were better and we were all getting the rest we so desperately want and need!

5 thoughts on “8 minutes

  1. Oh Donna,
    I will send get well vibes to your house. Thats just no fun!!!! I hope Ethan is back to himself SOON! Love,

  2. Sounds like a nightmare… and I hope it passes soon and your sweet little man can return to ‘business as usual’ as soon as possible. Poor kid. Poor mommy. Hope you both sleep well! Darcy

  3. Ick! I’m so sorry! Hope Ethan is back to his normal lil self ASAP, so you can ALL get some much needed rest! Hugs,

  4. Oh no. I hope that Ethan is better soon. From one sick house to another – I know how you feel! Rest seems to never come…and never be quite enough. Hang in there!

  5. I hope that Ethan feels better soon and both of you get some sleep. I do the samething when I can’t sleep, I think of all of the things that I need to do. Angi “Phoenix’s Mom”

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