245 + 141 Weeks

This past weekend I was horribly sick with what I believe was the worst cold I have ever had.  I still have a sinus infection from it now, a week later.  It made for a pretty awful weekend for me, as the kids didn't give me a minute of rest.  Jeff could keep Carmie entertained fairly well, but Arley only wants me at the moment, and he pretty much needs to have me in his sight and engaged.  I had a major meltdown on Friday night at bath time when the kids were being naughty and I completely lost the plot.  It seems they forgave me though, and Carmie made me a get well soon card and wrapped up her sticker collection and gave it to me as a present.  We got the kids to the pirate ship park on Saturday, which was nice, as Carmie has this horrible aversion to being outside (ever since she got sick), but she is alright at the park.  She won't step foot outside at our place or at the farm, and was miserable outside at school.  On Sunday we went to the farm for lunch with Lolo and Dida, which the kids loved.  Carmie says, "I can't wait to get spoiled!" before she goes.

So, the kids went off to school on Tuesday, and Carmie was full of energy again, a different girl to before, and she had a good time.  I finally got the results back from the doctor, and we were right, she did have giardia, the poor thing.  It's no wonder she felt poorly, I think she actually had it for months :(  Anyway, on Wednesday morning, Arley woke up in a massive tantrum, and he was burning up, so I took his temperature and he had a fever.  Another sick kid home from school.  Carmie went on her own to school (oh the drama!!), but by the end of the day, they had called us to say she also had a fever and headache.  So, Thursday, once again, we had two sick kids home from school.  Thankfully they went to the farm so I could still work.  But I tell you what, I am 100% completely and utterly over having sick children, and being sick myself!!

Arley has been so grumpy this week.  I am hoping it is all down to him feeling under the weather.  Whatever you ask him to do (even if it is something he desperately wants), he scrunches up his face and says, "No, I don't want to!" while he hits whatever inanimate object is closest to him.  He is nasty to his dad, and pretty much has a mini tantrum about 20 times a day.  Nothing is easy, not nappy changes (God forbid he goes to the toilet to poo, he would prefer to go to his room and hide to do it), not brushing his teeth, not meal times, nothing.  And now that Carmie has her energy back, she is bouncing off the walls like a rubber ball.  And still eating like a horse - tonight she ate three pieces of pizza, the same as her dad!

Please please please can we all be well and happy next week??