Unfortunately we were all fighting colds and what not this past weekend. However it made it all the more justifiable to stay wrapped up in sweats and blankets in front of conference. I really enjoy conference weekend. Every year it gets better and better (or I'm just maturing and becoming more in tune) and directed towards me. So motivating to become a better wife, mom, and spiritual person.
We had a small Easter egg hunt filled date coupons and conference snacks ;) Followed by a nice ham dinner to top it all off.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Dear cold and flu season,
I hate you. Please pack up all of your germs, bacteria and viruses and leave. You are no longer welcomed here.
Sincerely yours,
The Mom
So the past month has consisted of two ear infections, possible rsv, low grade temps, vomiting and the latest... bronchiolitis. Why does vomit always seem to multiply? And how can he cover me, the couch, and the floor while he remains clean and dry?
We have seen the doctor at least once week, gone through two courses of antibiotics, a bottle of tylenol and numerous sodas and quick comforting foods trying to keep myself sane. I have spent 90 percent of my days, rocking Wesley or pacing back-n-forth. I am definitely a baby wearer. The good news is he's still putting on weight and growing tall. And when we pump him full of tylenol, our house becomes a much happier place for all.
Just a few pics from the past month
Wes found his thumb. He is more of a binkie man then fingers though
Daddy time
I hate you. Please pack up all of your germs, bacteria and viruses and leave. You are no longer welcomed here.
Sincerely yours,
The Mom
So the past month has consisted of two ear infections, possible rsv, low grade temps, vomiting and the latest... bronchiolitis. Why does vomit always seem to multiply? And how can he cover me, the couch, and the floor while he remains clean and dry?
We have seen the doctor at least once week, gone through two courses of antibiotics, a bottle of tylenol and numerous sodas and quick comforting foods trying to keep myself sane. I have spent 90 percent of my days, rocking Wesley or pacing back-n-forth. I am definitely a baby wearer. The good news is he's still putting on weight and growing tall. And when we pump him full of tylenol, our house becomes a much happier place for all.
Just a few pics from the past month
Wes found his thumb. He is more of a binkie man then fingers though
Daddy time
Tummy time and Play time
But at the end of the day it is all worth it for a few smiles and giggles
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