I try to remind myself, This too shall pass.
Jace has been sweating like an overweight menopausal woman, not wanting to eat, pooping like it's going out of style, and sleeping quite a bit. I'm not sure if it's a lingering stomach bug, a cold, him getting shots, or teething. Who knows, maybe it's a combination.
This too shall pass.
I followed some wise advise from a sweet friend and have been making Camden take his Lortab for pain. It hasn't been an option. If Dan is home he holds him down and I administer the goods. If Dan isn't, I wrap him in a blanket which doubles as a restraint, and make him gag it down. Oh to be a fly on the wall at my house. I'm not sure if the medication is helping but it makes me feel a little better.
Camden was up at least 10 times last night in hysterics. I am losing the last bit of patience I have left with every passing nanosecond.
Remember Lissa, This too shall pass.
I promise I'm not writing this for your pity, because heaven knows what you'd find if you came over to help. I would probably be too embarrassed to even answer the door. This so called way of venting is mostly for my sanity. I am currently barricaded in my room with a Dr. Pepper in hand while I have some "me time" on the computer.
I know this is but a small moment in time, and hopefully someday I will look back and be grateful we went through it. But for know I look forward to remembering, This too shall pass.
2 comments:
Sometimes the condition of your house is the last priority as it should be! Im sorry it's been so rough....it will pass!!! I love you
pooping going out of style....interesting.
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