I let out a big sigh this morning as I opened the refrigerator and saw the open bottle of flavorless Pedialite. I had a quick flash of the past few days, taking care of my three little ones as they each fell victim to the stomach bug my 4-year old brought home for us from his new school.
However, I’m proud to say that we’ve finally moved into our new house. It’s been quite the adventure and happy to be settled, well…..as settled as anyone can be with mountains of boxes piled into every free corner. At least the essentials are unpacked. But when I say its been an adventure that’s almost an understatement.
The stomach bug was just the icing on the cake. This wild ride began with Superstorm Sandy which delayed our move, and the work we were planning to do on the house, by two weeks. During this delay I stayed with my parents because my two boys had already started in their new school, so rather than driving them for about an hour each way we just crashed at my parents house. This certainly had advantages….help with the baby, home cooked meals, etc. But my kids were definitely waking up earlier than their normal early (like 4:30am!!). Oh, and let’s not forget to mention the gas shortage, gas rationing and Nor’easter. Or the moment my mom asked me if I want two pairs of “not your daughter’s jeans” because they are too big on her. Thanks mom, just what I wanted to hear.
In addition, the baby suffered from a terrible diaper rash for most of our visit. Then the vomiting started. My 4 year-old woke me up one night and said he had to throw up. Thankfully he’s old enough to head to the toilet! And my sweet little boy was up about every half hour, and then sick with a fever for the whole day. Two days later my 10 month-old vomited at bedtime in her crib. I feared the worst. And my fears were realized when I picked her up and caught a glimpse of the poor thing. Her little face was covered, and she looked like she was in one of those old comedy shows and just got a cream pie in the face!
I was hoping and praying my husband and I would stay healthy for moving day. Thankfully, we survived. And thanks to our amazing moving company, Morris Moving and Storage, the day was stress free and smooth sailing. Just wish unpacking was as easy as moving! And unfortunately, our first night in our new home was interrupted at 11pm when my 3 year-old was calling from his room…”Mommy, I threw up!!”. Oh no. Not again. Big Sigh. We brought him into our room and I practically stayed up all night holding one of those pink plastic bins (the ones you get at the hospital when you have a baby) in front of him in case he needed it. Of course, at 3am he woke me up. Bigger sigh. Ok, now to change our sheets. Well, at least I had Pedialite and plenty of bananas, crackers, and rice unpacked!
At least we have the holidays to look forward to. I even had the movers put all the holiday decorations in the corner of the dining room so I can get started decorating. And the radio stations have started playing Christmas music. The silver lining. New house, holidays, and good things to come.
Marcie W. says
Sounds like you could certainly use a time out! I’m glad everything worked out and you’re all feeling better!
Mom Foodie says
Congrats on the new home, and hope the bug clears soon.
Anne - Mommy Has to Work says
It’s always nice when the move is over.
Penelope (NYC Blogger) says
Hope everyone feel good now!
You’re getting set up nicely. Hope you are all feeling better.