Sophia was sick last week, and when I sent in some food items the day after she went back as contributions to the charity work the class was doing, they were returned to me because they were late. I am now labeled the world's worst mother in the eyes of the East Hill kindergarten staff, of course. News has probably made it up to the principal who is probably writing a note to the superintendent as I write this. I hate that I even care about this. Of course, I know that I have a lot going on, and that Sophia was sick the day the stuff was due, but in the back of my mind I keep on thinking, well if I had planned more appropriately, I would have sent the items in ahead of time. Thus the drama ensues in my mind of how they all think I suck so much. Truth be known, I probably feel worse about it than they do, if they even really cared. I guess the one lingering thing in my crazy head is - will the faults of the mother be taken out on the innocent daughter? I wonder if Mrs. B might not lavish Sophia with the praise that Little Suzie will get because her mom cleared out all the canned produce from Wegmans. Of course, Little Suzie's mom probably has her in laws and parents fighting to babysit her kids while her and her husband go off on a romantic weekend after completing all the holiday shopping, which I hate still have yet to do. I can't help it - this is what my brain does.
I guess I have to face it, right now, we are a bit of a charity case. Things will not get done, things might not be attended to as I wish. I am so grateful to the parents groups that I attend to hear how other mothers keep things moving, especially at this time of the year. Some of them have it way more together than I do, some of them have more support, some of them have more serious issues to contend with, too. We are all in this world together, and even if I didn't get the tuna fish delivered to Mrs. B's charity event, they make me feel OK about it without even knowing they are doing it.
Zach's teachers had noticed that Zach was a little under the weather. We had a neighbor who is an internist come over briefly over the weekend to listen to him and Sophia because we were fearing bronchitis because of this occasional phlegmy cough. No bronchitis. Phew. OK - well, he had been throwing up quite a bit - once daily. What the heck - GFCF not cutting it anymore? uughh. Crusty eyes reported on Wednesday so off to the doctors we went thinking pink eye. Turns out the little bugger has a pretty bad ear infection, again, and is likely causing all the other stuff. He gave us absolutely no indication I might add. No ear tugging or major fussiness.
I then discuss with Dr. N. medication. I know this won't be pretty. Zach's last ear infection and the lovely pink liquid I tried to force on him, did manage it's way down, and then back up again onto furniture and light colored carpeting. Freaking red dye. Can someone give me any good reason they add this crap into medications? It serves no purpose other than to support the carpet cleaning industry in this house. Plus, the lovely cherry flavoring makes it impossible to mix in with apple sauce or the like. Dr. N then discusses the chewable format - I am excited about this one. So off to the pharmacist hubby goes while I bring Zach into his next round of therapy. Hubby arrives home, and steam is emanating from every orifice on his body. No, the pharmacist said there are no chewables, furthermore, after Steve once again talked about coloring, and the pharmacist showed him a white bottle of gunk, when actually dispersed, there was the pink junk we were trying to avoid all along. Steve being the vocal antagonist that he is, promptly left the pharmacy, after throwing the charges on the Visa, and came home to snip at all those not connected with the incident. I couldn't blame him for being upset. This stuff gets my goat too.
Whatever would we have done without Al Gore, because I love love love the Internet. While on facebook last night, I was talking to another mother with a young child dxed and she said "Have you ever tried a compounding pharmacy?" I had never heard of such a thing, and of course she had because she is a pharmacist. Apparently, there is a pharmacy in the New Jersey area that can make the Rxs without additives/possible allergens. It takes a little longer to get to you of course, but it's an option. Glad to know that. Right now, we decided to pursue the route of taking Zach back in for a ear check in a few days, and see if we can manage the pink crud into his system somehow.
After a lovely evening of chilling around the house, chatting on the Internet, husband playing with the kids, I had the most welcome surprise. As Daddy was getting pajamas on Sophia, Zach was watching a Thomas the Tank movie and playing with a few toys. The movie ended, and I heard "Bye bye". I looked up from my laptop to see Zach looking at the TV screen, and he then said it again "Bye bye." I was so freaking excited!
Spontaneous use of language that is appropriate - but also something we have never worked on! I did the happy dance and then promptly fell asleep along the side of Sophia while putting her to bed.
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I'm sorry that I didn't know about the coloring additive issue. I knew about compounding pharmacies from when we were looking for liquid melatonin.
As for the charity donation thing? No offense, but I really think that you're putting too much unnecessary importance on yourself; there's a saying that goes something like, "You don't need to fear whether people are thinking about you. Chances are, they're too busy thinking about themselves."
And, if they did have something snippy to say about it? Well, who cares. Pity them that their lives are so empty that this is what brought them excitement.
Now, onto the GOOD stuff!! I am so thrilled that Zach not only said "bye bye" unprompted, but it was appropriate!! I'm telling you, that little boy is going to blow you away in a year. The road won't be over, but you'll look back and marvel at where you were then.
Oh, and try putting the pink crud in a chocolate milkshake. :-)
Ha ha. I think you think I took myself more seriously about this event than I did. Perhaps my facetiousness is not coming off in the written word? These shortcomings of mine do bother me, to the point where I drive myself and my hubby nuts for a bit, but then I quickly seem to move on from them. It's part of my personality I am afraid, not much I can do about that.
As for the pink crud into the chocolate milkshake - the flavoring is pretty intense - and lots of chocolate and milk make him puke. So far we have managed 3 doses into him without hiding it - using a bit of ABAish type stuff. 3 down - 17 more to go.!
Sorry about all the stuff that life continues to throw at you. Hopefully Zach's ear infection is better by now. Just juggling work and one healthy kid is overwhelming with holidays looming - I can't imagine how you are holding out. Merry Christmas and hoping that the glimpses of hope will turn into something more next year.
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