Feb 24, 2008

Being a parent is HARD.

Yesterday Grace asked to take a nap at 11:30 — before lunch and two hours prior to her usual nap time. John and I were all, "Uh, okay sweetie, if you insist." Then she woke up from her nap with a fever and clearly miserable. But what the hell is a fever when there are no other symptoms other than EXTREME crankiness? A dose of ibuprofen seemed to help, but she wanted to be on one of our laps at all times and to know where the other parent was even if we were peeing in the bathroom ten feet away and she could hear the tinkle. So she fussed a bit in the middle of the night (morning, whatever), but ibuprofen quieted her and today she seemed okay for a while.

But then again today she wanted to go "nappy" before lunch, and when she woke up she had a bloody nose. When I say "bloody nose" I don't mean a little trickle; I mean blood POURING out of her left nostril. When I held a tissue up to stop it, she (naturally) thought I wanted her to blow. Ugh. So I did what any forty-year-old mother would do in this situation — I called my mommy. She and my dad got online and gave us the Mayo Clinic's guidelines for how to stop a bloody nose. It worked. Then she got a fever again and was all miserable. More ibuprofen — magic.

I'm still a mess and all I can say is that I'm so happy my parents are around to help in emergencies. THANKS, MOM AND DAD! Also, it's easy to think of something more difficult than being Grace's mom — not being Grace's mom.

1 comment:

Joan (aka Gabba) said...

You're very welcome. ANYTIME!
Love, Mom (Gabba)