Alisa has a cough. Still. It's been a month. Doctor tomorrow. Last night Alisa coughed all night long, despite cough suppressant, humidifier, and sippy of water. It woke me up and kept me up a lot of the night. Along with her coughs were sounds of construction. The banging of heavy materials and beeping of trucks backing up--all night. Not a restful night.
I woke up and got the kids downstairs to make breakfast. Scott came down to inform me that the hot water heater must be off because he had a cold shower. It was true. Pilot light off. No big deal, except that when Brookie woke up and I went to get her, she was covered in crusty, chunky barf, probably from sometime in the middle of the night, by the looks of it. Yum. So, poor vomit-covered Brookie had to wait for me to boil water so she could get cleaned up. She was not a happy camper, though I think I handled it ok! :)
The rest of my day was as imagined, but it was a good day: clean up barf baby, scrub out sheets and blankets, wash and dry them (two loads), scrub walls and bed and carpet, vacuum carpet, vacuum whole house, scrub barf out of bathtub, clean bathroom while I'm at it, clean all the bathrooms, fold laundry from yesterday, remake bed, pick up Jake, put Brooke down for a nap, empty dishwasher, load dishes from breakfast and lunch, make chicken noodle soup for dinner, take a small break to blog about it.
Does anyone else have days like this? Sheesh. It's been some work today. And I didn't get to work out. Tomorrow is a new (and hopefully healthier) day.
Besides the crazy past few months, we've been good. I will try to catch up with pictures... soon!