Lather, Rinse, Repeat about a 100 times...

What's not to love?

I have impeccable timing. Impeccably horrible timing when it comes to changing sheets. I'll be the first one to admit that this isn't something that occurs on any regular basis, you know, like every Tuesday or something like that. Mostly it happens when I remember, have time, and think they might be getting dirty. It never fails, however, that when I choose to change them Cal will undoubtly wet the bed that night leading me to have to strip and wash AGAIN.

So early last week, I went through and did all the beds, the crib, the works! And what happens? You got it, illness strikes. Not ANY kind of illness, just the super crazy contagious kind, named conjunctivitis. Awesome. Now I had had this about 10 days before. Not so bad for me, since I could just wash my pillowcase and towels. For Cal though we had to wash all the sheets, his blankets, clothes, towels, EVERYTHING, each day for two days. Then after that's been done, I had given him some Dimetap to tame is wild coughing attacks at night. Too drowsy to fully wake up and go to the bathroom, I get called in at night, to Cal who's sobbing, "I'm all wet". Awesome. A couple days later, snot is oozing out of Ben's eye too. I had been trying to repeatedly wash everyone's hands and was confiscating toys (especially Seth's) any time I thought they might be compromised. To be honest, the only reason I think the baby didn't get it is because he doesn't touch his eyes. I've washed my own so many times that they look like the dry, cracked mitts of an 80-year-old woman. Great. Keep on washin'.

Anyway, laundry piled up again as I had to now wash all of Ben's stuff repeatedly as well. Fun times. The best though, were the eyedrops. My kids love medicine. They think it's candy and ask for it by color. Are we having the purple one tonight? How about the orange crunchy balls? Where's the white one that tastes like banana? Love it. But eyedrops are a whole different ball game. Cal got spared since his antibiotic for the double ear infection covered the eye goop. Ben, on the other hand, just had a cold so he didn't need any other meds. Nothing like trying to hold down a two year old, pry his eye open, and get the drop in all at the same time. Call me a superhero - I got the job done.

How are we faring in the sleep department? Well, let me tell you, sleep is for wimps. I've decided I no longer need to sleep....so HA! Take that all you sleep-deprived mothers. I'm truly in superhero mode now (hmmm maybe I've been reading too much Twilight). Anyway, I'm now used to routinely waking up FIVE times a night. That's right, five. On this particular night I felt like a ping pong ball being bounced from one bed to another. It went down like this...Seth woke up first for a nursing at 12:30am, then Cal woke up crying at 1:30 because he "couldn't sleep". After a brief lesson on counting sheep, I stumbled back to my own bed praying for a few hours rest. I didn't get woken until 4am with the baby hacking his little head off and crying. I got all the way to the door to the playroom only to realize he'd stopped crying and gone back to sleep. Back to my bed. Then I hear another "waaaaaaaaaaa, mommy, moooommyyyyyyyy!". It's almost 5am. I get out of bed fast this time, livid that Cal is actually calling for me again, only to realize as I reach the hall that it's Ben. Crap. I go in, rub his back, and tell him it's still nighttime, he needs to go back to sleep. This is usually all the reassurance he needs when he's sick. Just as I cozy down in my nice warm bed again, the monitor blips, and I hear Seth's cries. 5:15 - time to go feed him. That's just one night among the many over the past week or so. Keep in mind, I'm also sick, so it's been extra fun for me.

So again, to anyone out there who has 2 kids and is contemplating a third. Think about what happens when all 3 of them get sick. This is a first for us and let me tell you, NOT FUN.