Hello 2014. You have not been kind thus far (I’m not going to mention the cold, though I’d like you to know I am not pleased with it). What really bothers me, is that you, with all your promises of possibilities, came around on New Years Day bringing poor health- fever and chills and runny noses. We later discovered they were the symptoms of a sinus infection. While the high temperatures ceded after the first week, the nasal swelling persisted. It was only about a week ago that we started to be able to breathe out of our noses again.
But then, you spring another bout of sickness on us. Over the weekend, our dear baby boy woke up with yet another fever. Blisters were soon discovered on his hands and feet. We’ve were previously warned by his daycare that a virus was being passed around, a case of hand, foot, and mouth disease. As soon as we saw the blisters around his mouth, we knew we had winner, the lucky kid to be infected next. Adults without children are generally unaware of the HFMD, but mention it to parents and you’ll instantly receive sympathetic looks and comments. HFMD is horrible! It gives you extremely painful blister-like sores inside the mouth, making it painful to swallow anything, including saliva. I’ve spent the last few days watching helplessly as dear baby boy grabs at his face and cries inconsolably. My heart breaks for him.
Oh, and of course, the virus spreads to my dear husband. He spent a day in bed, incapacitated; he (the dear man) spent the next with a mild fever while taking care of a fussy kid because I had to go to work to prepare for a huge project review with upper management. It doesn’t help that both husband and I are swamped at work. He’s getting ready for a week long meeting at a client site next week; and I am clocking 12 hour days.
They say money can’t buy happiness, but I sure bet it could rent it in times like these. It would provide a quick pick-me-up. Yes, I’m talking retail therapy; a new pair of shoes would be nice, preferably something extremely impractical but undeniably gorgeous. Money would would allow for some escapism. I’m thinking of a literal retreat to somewhere warm and sunny; that might not remove us from the current HFMD circumstance, but it would take us away from this frigid winter. Money would also mean convenience. Oh, how I would love to wine and dine at a nearby restaurant instead of prepare three meals a day and then wash dishes at the end of each meal. Forgoing savings goals and spending money right now sounds quite appealing.
But I won’t. I’ll wait for the second marshmallow, thank-you very much.
If this year won’t bring good health, it’d better bring good wealth. #HappyChineseNewYear.
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Happy CNY!
Bummed to hear about your rough start and sending healthy vibes your way. But may I just say how in love I am with your horse graphic?!
Happy CNY to you! I think the vibes are helping; the two sick ones are sick no longer.
That is my only qualm about leaving a baby in daycare. They are SURE to get sick. *sigh* Guaranteed.
The parents are also guaranteed to get sick. Ugh. The babies bring back the most disgusting germs.
Aww.. hope you’re all feeling better soon!! It’s been a good year finance wise for us so far, I pray that it continues on! Prayers for health for you & your family!! 🙂 Hugs!
Thank you for the prayers! It was much needed.
Oh dear. I can’t imagine watching your child in pain, and he be inconsolable. I hope everyone is better at your house now.
And bring on both the health and wealth! I guess I’m stubborn like that… can’t settle for one. It’s the Ox in me.
It was awful watching in pain, but both the babe and the husband appear to be okay. I will be stubborn do then. Good health, good wealth, good health, good wealth. And repeat!
Oh dear – I’m no parent, but I’m close to a mum of twins (alone, husband left after the boy came out jaundiced!) They’ve had HFMD, and the mother I don’t think has EVER been well in 3 years since she’s had the most delightful children ever. When I say delightful, you know that line between gorgeous, smart and well brought up but still prone to talking endlessly and running 100miles an hour.
You wait out that marshmallow – it’ll be worth it!
Thanks Sarah. I’m waiting. Funny thing is, I hate marshmallows!
Oh wow! That friend of yours is quite a wonder woman. I commend her for raising smart, well behaved TWINS on her own. Daniel was a way for a week and I thought I was going to fall apart.