It’s All About Me

Being born not too long after Christmas has certain disadvantages: we usually spend so much on the holidays that I tell Chris to go cheap for my birthday–which suits him just fine, since he never has any idea what to get me. But a couple years ago we also stopped doing Christmas gifts for each other (we still buy for the kids, of course), so basically I end up getting the raw end of the deal. So this year I say: bring it on!

I dropped a couple subtle hints about what I’d like as a gift, but subtlety is not Chris’s strong suit, so a couple days ago I had to come right out and tell him (if it’s the thought that counts…I dunno.) So anyway, I got three seasons of the West Wing, which is cool, plus some truly adorable cards from Chris and the boys. Then we were off to Silver Star to catch some sun (!) and do some tubing. We managed to get about half a dozen runs in before it got super busy, so that wasn’t too shabby, and then we went for a nice lunch that I didn’t have to cook. Ahhh…

“Happy” New Year?

Be careful what you wish for, I guess. We had almost a full week of everyone being more or less healthy, so I guess my prayers were technically answered (note to self: be more specific next time). While we were in Saskatoon with relatives, Brayden’s benign-sounding cough turned nasty and he developed a scary high fever, but we got the latter under control and he seemed to perk up. When we flew home yesterday he was tired and coughing, but he never complained about pain — but it turns out he has bronchitis and a double ear infection. How does a five-year-old endure air travel with two infected ears and not say anything? What a trooper.

You could argue the family visit was sort of doomed from the start. Janette was back in the Philippines for a school reunion, leaving Rob with sole custody of a two-year-old and a baby who hardly sleeps. They were all staying at Grandma and Grandpa’s house just like we were, so you can guess how much fun that was. Then Brayden got sick and the baby followed shortly thereafter, so not only was the little one not sleeping, he was also screaming. Good times.

And so begins 2013…

Bah Humbug

It’s been over a month of vomiting, runny noses, sneezes, coughs, sinus infections, earaches, eye infections…I’m so done. I realize there are far greater tragedies in the world, but could I just ask that my kids finally get healthy? For more than half a day? Pretty please?

Cause I really don’t want to deal with the medical system anymore. Get this:

Brayden complained of an earache yesterday, so I dragged him off to two different walk-in clinics (the first one closed early because of too many patients), where we waited two hours to be told he’s fine, just needs Tylenol (which seems to be true, since his ears are OK now, but after all that? Argh.)

Also last night, I noticed Justin’s eye was oozing a bit, but not too bad — but the school called me this morning and wanted me to have him checked out, so it was back to the clinic. After another two-hour wait, we were told we could get a prescription, but there were over-the-counter drops at the downstairs pharmacy that would be just as good. Then the pharmacist informed me those drops are no longer available. Imagine how impressed I was as we went back to the clinic to get the prescription.

Now the challenge is getting the stuff into his eyes. Have you ever tried giving eye drops to a seven-year-old with anxiety issues? I dimly recall doing this when he was three, and it wasn’t anywhere near this traumatic. Three times a day for a week? Seriously?

Ho ho ho…

 

Dealing With Tragedy

Like most people, I’ve been thinking a lot about the Connecticut school shooting that happened on Friday. It’s horrific and scary and heartbreaking and all those things, but it didn’t hit me as hard as, say, 9/11, or the plane that went down a few years ago with a bunch of Russian school kids on board. But why didn’t it? The senseless murder of first graders should elicit a strong emotional reaction, right? So why does it still feel remote, like it could never happen here? Why doesn’t it seem real?

I think it’s because guns are such a foreign concept to me. I just can’t relate. I’ve been on lots of airplanes, and it’s easy to imagine something awful happening in flight (and after 9/11, I was too nervous to fly anywhere for a while). But I just can’t envision someone bursting into the room with a rifle. I’ve never even seen a real live actual gun. That’s (thankfully) too far outside my experience.

Or maybe it’s because, as the mother of a five- and seven-year-old, I can’t let myself think about the whole thing too much. What I can do — what I will always try to do — is hold my kids tight every chance I get.

Festive Fun

To spread some holiday cheer (and offset the fact that stay-at-home moms don’t get a corporate party), I invited a bunch of people to a pub for dinner, drinks and a few party games last weekend. Chris was not too thrilled at the idea of the games, but after a beer or two even he thought they were fun. Many thanks to Teri for taking the photos!

Photo Opportunity

The grandparents requested a “nice” family photo of us for Christmas, so we dutifully had them done. This is the actually the first time we’ve ever done a professional photo of all four of us, and the kids really enjoyed the session. It shows.

Coming Up For Air

My parents are scheduled to arrive for a visit today,which is usually the signal for someone in our household to come down with an infectious disease. We were early this time, though: Brayden caught some sort of virus last weekend that had him feverish, coughing and vomiting for a couple days. (A full half of his kindergarten class was out sick this week…ugh.) At one point this week he fell asleep at 5:30 p.m. and slept right through until 7 a.m. — and woke up feeling much better. It’s amazing what 14 hours of sleep can do.

The rest of us also fell ill, naturally, but the worst appears to be over, and we’re ready for company. Plus the sun’s out today. Things are looking up.

Family Fun

We just said goodbye to Dave and Tanya after a very enjoyable visit. We hadn’t seen them in over two months and they hadn’t been here in much longer than that, so it was nice to play host. We took the kids bowling yesterday, which was fun (Justin got his first spare!); Brayden was super hyper and lost interest in the game pretty quickly, but he didn’t fuss or complain, and everyone seemed to have a good time. The boys were pretty excited to get early Christmas presents from our visitors, including a very cool dinosaur egg that should hatch by tomorrow. Awesome.

I made a Greek feast for supper that turned out pretty well, then the kids played some Wii and WENT TO BED EARLY. That last point deserves to be all caps because ever since the time change last weekend, Justin has been getting up right at 5:00 and still not going down until 8:00 or even 8:30. I realize he doesn’t need as much sleep as other kids his age, but the fatigue was starting to show — most nights he’s been yawning by 7:00 and most mornings he’s been super cranky and argumentative. So anyway, he went down at 7:30 last night and slept all the way to 5:30 this morning, so maybe he’s finally adjusting. (You know you’re in trouble when you’re excited that your son “slept in” until 5:30, but whatever.)

Trick or Treat

Halloween was a success around here. The boys LOVED their Star Wars costumes and didn’t seem to mind that they were hardly the only Darth Vader and storm trooper on the street. We still had their Mario and Luigi costumes from last year, so I figured we could put them to good use on the pumpkins. Every eight-year-old boy who came to our door told us they were the most awesome pumpkins they’d ever seen, which was cool. (We ran out of candy early and had to turn our lights off at 7:30 p.m., though…not so cool. Oops.)

Thrills and Chills

We had some restaurant coupons and a hankering to get out of town, so we went to Vernon today for lunch and a tour of the “haunted house” exhibit at the science centre. Justin was a little anxious at first, but he warmed up eventually and we ended up circling the place three times so the kids could go back to their favorite stations. The biggest hit was the static wands, which used static electricity to keep a piece of tinsel airborne (as Brayden put it, “I’m using the force!”) The haunted house concept was a stretch, but whatever. It was fun.