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2007-01-25 - 1:40 p.m.
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Zoë's lungs sound crackly. And she's coughing. And she and Bruce have had runny noses for weeks now. Is it normal to feel like your heart's being ripped out when you hear your daughter's breath rasping? Like it's your fault, personally, that she's sick and can't breathe well? 'Cause that's SO what's happening right now. And I keep questioning if I should continue to watch one friend's kids once a week. There are a few reasons ... like having FOUR kids under the age of four running around? It's stressful. It make me wonder (as much as I do want a large family) if I can really HANDLE any more children. My shoulders get tight just thinking about dealing with more than my dynamic duo. So I'm ranting a little here. If you have gotten childcare where other children will be around, DON'T SEND YOUR SICK KIDS. It's worth missing a date or a class in order to (1) keep a friendship and (2) stop the othe parent(s) from really being irked. I don't mind my friend nor her kids. But I don't like feeling like I've been taken advantage of. If it were me, regardless of how much I'm looking forward to or have paid in advance, I feel that my first priority is to keeping people healthy. Not taking a chance at spreading pestilence in order to do my stuff. If I had planned a play date (which I don't ... partly because I've turned into an anti-social old fart), I'd bow out if my kids aren't healthy so as to not infect other little ones. This is yet another reason that I miss storytimes a lot. If your kid has a runny nose, a lot of childcare places will send him/her home (like Corvallis 3rd/4th wards' nursery, for example). Yes, I sound self-righteous. I probably am (and please understand that I'm writing this from a stay-at-home mom point of view ... and my friend is another stay-at-home-mom. If you're a working mom, you don't have all the options/leeway that I would. I totally get that. And I know that not everyone has her mom-in-law avaliable to watch grandkids ... in fact I'm losing this VERY soon. And I'm going to miss it. ... Of course, not as much as my MIL will). But right now I'm feeling really guilty when I hear Zo-zo's breath rasping in and out of her little lungs. Bruce's coughing as well. And it's been worse since I watched my friend's kids. How should I handle this? Should I let her know how upset I am? (Except I hate confrontation ... and I'm worried that I'm going to offend her since I'm rather irked right now.) I feel really guilty for not protecting my babies nearly enough. I know that I can't stop each and every virus or bug that comes along ... but have I taken their rather-strong immune systems for granted since I was blessed enough that they didn't have to be put in NICU?? I'm trying to do all I can right now: push liquids, lots of naps, some cold medicine, vitamins, lots of nursing (thank God, no really, that I haven't weaned them yet.), humidifier in their room ... but they're still sick. This really sucks. Should I stop watching her kids until mine get better? If so, I need to contact her right away (her voicemail's funky and she doens't always anwer her phone). Should I let her know (firmly, but gently as I can make it) that if her kids are sick, I don't want mine to get it? If both of her kids are sick, at least they're TALKING and can tell her what's wrong. I have to try to hold two nearly-20-lbs kids that do not have great verbal skills (as yet) and try not to go out of my head with stress and worry. I just don't know. But, good news: the boys in the Webelos pack that I'm an assistant in now ... we have some common interests. Namely Weird Al, but I can also discuss Napoleon Dynamite rather well. Also, I pruned some of our shrubs here. And I broke the hedge clippers ... since they're not made to be used as pruning shears. And I didn't really know that. Oops. My bad. Also: I read a really good book: The Lookingglass Wars by Frank Beddor. I liked it a whole bunch. Alice in Wonderland meets nineteenth-century London/European history meets fantasy ... I could see boys liking it nearly as much as girls. If I weren't female, I'd want to be Hatter Maddigan. He's tres awesome. He appeals to my inner Buffy. I'll be starting The Gun Seller by the lusciously-accented Mr. Hugh Laurie. I'm hoping that I like it more than I did Not Enough Indians by Harry Shearer (but his cast of characters descriptions were golden!). I just couldn't get into it. No offense, Mr. Shearer. I'll try it again when the kiddos are in school and I have more free time to concentrate. (He does have a gift with his turn-of-phrases.) Thanks for letting me rant a bit. If you have any advice, please DO email me. Thanks. **************** Addendum: Bruce and Zoë were at a very crowded storytime Tuesday morning for about ten minutes. It's totally possible that Zo got the added croup there ... but with how she'd been acting, it's hard to tell. Especially since viruses have differing incubation periods (yes, I'm going all science-geek on you). So it might not be my friend's kids' germs ... but, then again, it might. Would it be lazy/wrong/unforgivable to bow out of this babysitting arrangement? Would I be using this as an excuse because I'm not having fun? I mean, the overall idea -- trade babysitting for some free time without the kids -- is a nice idea. But I find it, in practice, to be a bit overwhelming. Especially when I find myself dreading it for about half of the week preceding the event itself. And now, with sick munchkins ... is it bad that I would think about facing rabid badgers if it would get me out of this predicament? If I were dealing with just one child of my own and one of someone else's, it'd be a lot more doable. This is ... just not so doable for me. Like when R started digging through my videocassettes, after I told him that we weren't watching TV (since I don't have a lot of channels and nothing great ofr kids was on) and that there were lots of toys, why doesn't he play? ...And I DO NOT let Bruce and Zoë go through the videos (which, after seeing R do, they wanted to). Grrrr. And I felt a little like a short-order cook ("I'm hungry." "Would you like some Goldfish crackers?" "No. I want some toast." ... I should have said, "Are you complaining?!? NO TOAST FOR YOU!!!!!" Yeah, I so should have said that. Channeling the Soup Nazi would be awesome and envigorating). Live and learn. Live and learn. I just have GOT to figure out what I'm going to do about it, though.
![]() ... Burn the land and boil the sea ... - 2007-02-13 'Cause I'm just not coming up with one. I tried.
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