Life has been going along fine..... well seemingly. Friday is going well, I get a ton done during nap time since Freckles is in school and Jane is at a birthday party for the afternoon/evening. Then along comes Friday afternoon, so much for "Thank goodness it's Friday!". That flew out the window at roughly 3:30 pm.
Blinker woke up from her afternoon nap in a mood that was completely out of the ordinary for her. Fussed for a bit, attempted to nap in the sling fitfully, and then woke up to cry for 2 hours pretty much straight. I called the pediatricians office, knowing full well that Blinker is going to have another ear infection, upset because she just finished a course of antibiotics Thursday. By the time I call the pediatrician office is full for night clinic hours and they transfer me to urgent care. Note: I am never going to urgent care again... I will pay an ER bill first!! Yes it was that bad! We get to urgent care where the doctor there looks in her left ear and says "ok" looks in her right ear and says "ok" and then says "I need to take a second look in the first ear" OOOOOK. He does his double take on the left ear and proceeds to tell me that he thinks it is infected and prescribes antibiotics.
I fill the script, pick Jane up from the birthday party on my way home and get the clowns in bed very very late. This is the beginning of a long long long night that I spend in Blinkers room with her in bed with me. Thank goodness for the full size mattress and box spring that we bought last weekend for her room. It is saving my back over and over again.
We wake this morning and Blinker has dried crusty stuff all over the side of her head around the infected ear... so back to the doc we go... thankfully to the pediatrician this time, not ours, but one of her partners. The ear is definitely infected, and there is no obvious rupture but it is completely possible that there was a tiny rupture and there was some fluid that leaked out and it has sealed up.
Well between when I leave the office and when I get home #1 gets a call from the pediatricians nurse in which we find out here that the UC doctor prescribed the wrong amount of antibiotics (too little not too much thank goodness) and the pediatrician we saw today is going to call in a refill for the extra that we are going to need.
To add to the fun and excitement of that, the pharmacist then calls wondering what is going on. Is it bad that the pharmacist at a major department store knows me and my kids... does that mean we are there to often?? He informs #1 that we need to call before we come in because they are going to have to talk to the insurance company. Imagine my surprise when we find out that the insurance company is not going to like something *insert surprised face here*, but they don't like to do refills on antibiotics. So the pharmacist needs time to mill it over with them, and there is no point in me standing in the store with the clowns. This is the part where having the pharmacist know you is a good thing. :D
UGH!!
We see our pediatrician on Tuesday when we take Buzzy in for a recheck on his ear infection that he had the same time we took Blinker in 2 weeks ago. I am guessing that we will be talking tubes since this is her 2nd rupture and 4th ear infection in her short 6 1/2 months. BOO!
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So #1 and I posed this question to the clowns last night at dinner... I am so perplexed by the workings of the minds of little ones. So here are the answers that we were given.
Freckles wants to be an Artist. This seems like a great thing, she is always doodling, drawing or coloring on something, and yes, even on things that she shouldn't be. I have paid many bills with doodles on the remittance portion and almost wish that I had stock in Mr Clean Magic Erasers. The discussion then moved on to the gallery opening and the food that will be served. In case you are curious... little smokies on fancy toothpicks and mini egg rolls. Oh to be 6 again.
Jane... well she wants to be a hair cutter. Those are her words. I asked if she wanted to be a stylist... and was informed ever so curtly that it was a hair cutter not a stylist. I gave up there, Jane is very obstinate and there is no changing her mind once it is set. #1 asked if she would be giving free do's to the family. She then told us very matter-a-factly that she would charge us like everyone else and that fair is fair (man my words are coming back to bite me in the butt already and she is only 4). So I guess all is fair right?!? We again discussed the grand opening and the food involved. Again... little smokies and mini egg rolls (I see myself gaining a tremendous amount of weight with all these events that I have to go to).
Buzzy, this one blew me away, he wants to be a dancer... that is right a dancer. Not a crane operator, dump truck driver, dinosaur digger... a dancer. All I could do is laugh, can you tell he has two older sisters?? He has always had a strong affinity towards the tu-tu. I have a number of blackmail photos to share with his first (and every one that follows) girlfriend and to post at his high school graduation party.
Blinker, this is what I have decided to call her, since Frumpy seems so... just that... Frumpy, and that is just so not her. My smiley little lady.... I am hoping will become a tooth paste commercial actress... LOL. Her smile is just infectious. I can be having the worst of days, and that little bitty toothless smile just makes it all better.
Now if I could just decide what I want to be when I grow up. I think for now I will stick with ringmaster. :D
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Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, welcome to the greatest show on earth... Motherhood.
I am the ringmaster mama here (or so I like to believe), although most days I am the tiger in the cage... the kids control the show. I have been SO BLESSED, I am the mother to 4 wonderful kiddos (3 girls and my little man). I am married to the most awesome man (#1). I knew the day that I met him that he was "the one" and that we would be together.
Along for the wild ride is the my #1, he seconds as the flame eating and knife throwing act. The quiet side of our relationship, we have been married now for almost 11 years.
We have 4 clowns, they would be our kiddos:
The oldest Freckles Pennywise. She is probably going to grow to be our trapeze act. Constantly climbing, dangling from something, swinging from the rafters.
Next in the line up Baggy Pants Jane. Soon to be the tiger/lion trainer. She is the quiet one... but I know that there is something more going on behind the innocent facade.
The lone boy in the circus Buzzy Buggy Berry. He is destined to be our human cannonball. The boy is and has been a monkey since day one. I find him in some of the most bizarre places. He raises my blood pressure daily, the little daredevil that he is.
Finally is our small fry, Frumpy Blinker. She is still in the process of determining her roll in this circus. For now she is one of the clowns.
This is our wild journey... welcome to the show.
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