For those of you who read the last post you saw saw that the morning of Mac’s birthday Copeland was looking a little sick. Well I had no idea what I was in store for with the rest of the week and he being sick was not the worst of it!
Colleen mentioned that Monday of Mac’s birthday that Copeland had been fussy most of the day. He had been running a low grade fever since Sunday night but he often does that when he gets a new tooth so I wasn’t worried. Colleen also had a really bad sore throat which she was blaming on sinus so we thought maybe he had the same.
That night Copeland (and I) slept about 3 hours. He would only sleep touching me. I would rock and rock and rock until he was practically snoring. Then I would very slowly get out of the rocking chair and gently lay him in the bed. The second I moved my hand off of him, he would pop his head up and start screaming. It was not a little whimper either. It was full blown screaming. Something hurt, but I didn’t know what. I gave him teething tablets, milk, water, etc. I was giving Motrin ever 6 hours but the fever would come back before it was time for a new dose and that was always the worst hour. Finally around 4am we both passed out in the trundle bed in his room and slept until about 6:30.
I took Copeland to the Dr the next morning and came out with a real clear diagnosis of what he did NOT have and no diagnosis of what he did have. Not his ears and not this throat, maybe teeth, maybe a cold, maybe just doesn’t feel good. Despite the lack of sleep he was doing ok after we left the doctor. I had Mac with me too because Colleen had decided to run to the Urgent Care to see if she could get her throat looked at since it was still killing her. I had already gotten my assistant to clear my calendar for the morning so I could take Copeland to the doctor and I hoped I’d be in by 11ish as I was already behind in all I had to do and didn’t know how many late nights I could pull working since I was starting the week sleep deprived. While waiting for Colleen to arrive and rocking Coe to sleep for his morning nap, I got a text from Colleen saying she has strep, its contagious and the Dr said she couldn’t come back to work until Friday.
WHAT?!?! I thought it was bad when my kids were sick. I think its worse when the nanny is sick! I scrambled to find childcare for the rest of the week, while drinking coffee like it was going out of style, responding to 800 emails from work, and entertain a very bored 4 year old!
The show must go on though. I had in laws and grandparents coming in town at the end of the week, Mac’s birthday party to get ready for and a busy week at work of which I had already missed a full day. We all got through the day and eventually the week. Copeland’s sleep was hit or miss the rest of the week which meant mine was as well. One night I stayed up late working and when I finally crawled into bed Coe decided to wake up screaming. Albi did his best to help but Coe is going through an attachment phase and as much as he wants me when he is well is is 800 times worse when he is sick! Overall by the end of the week he was doing much better.
The best sight of all was Colleen walking in the door feeling much better that Friday morning. We were all glad to see her…me the most! I have learned when the kids get sick I manage, but when the nanny gets sick there is no organization to my chaos and that can quickly spell disaster. Thankfully we all survived!
*FN – My kids are great sleepers and are rarely sick for which I am very grateful. Re-reading the draft of this post I realize that I sound whiney. I don’t mean to complain. Having a sick child is part of being a mom. Plus I did embrace the quiet still moments when I was rocking Coe, and he was sweetly laying his head on my shoulder. I just wished those moments occurred at 7pm instead of 3am and that his body didn’t feel like I was holding burning hot heater! Oh well. Can’t have it all.
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