Monday, December 31, 2007

And so it Goes...

Here are some pictures of the kids in their Christmas Finery. They are looking pretty snazzy, if I do say so myself.






Is It Really Only 8 am?

Some days seem to last a really, really long time. I just looked at the clock and was stunned to see that we've only been awake for two hours, and yet it feels like so much more. I am still undecided on weather this will turn out to be a good thing or a bad thing for this day.
Everyone in our family - except for baby Amelia, thankfully - is suffering from some form of cold. CT, as usual, seemed to get the worst of it. The most worrisome symptom he had was disgusting discharge coming out of his eyes. I took him to the doctor, fearing pink eye, but the doctor said it wasn't so. Instead I learned a fact that I had no previous knowledge of and kind of wish I didn't know now, which is that sometimes if your sinuses and nose are full the mucus will back up and come out of your eyes. Isn't that gross? Apparently that is what was happening to CT. He also had a ear infection, so some antibiotics were necessary. CT is an off the charts terrible patient for all thing medical, so I was concerned about the ordeal it would be to get him to take this medicine. Luckily my approach of never referring to it as medicine, but rather as his "special drink" in his "special little cup" has worked like a charm. In fact, it may have worked a tad too well because throughout the day he will ask if he can have "some of that special drink" and throw a fit when I explain he only gets to take it twice a day.
Being a mother to three children under three really is something. I don't feel like I can ever really say "woe is me" about the demands of it, because after all no one forced these children upon me. They are sweet and dear and I am just trying to accept the fact that for the next few years my house will perpetually look like a tornado just came through it, the piles of clean and dirty laundry will be ever increasing with no magic elves coming in the night to take care of it for me as I so often desperately wish, and I won't have seen the latest movie or read the latest book for a very, very long time. This all makes me feel like a very uninteresting person - the type of person who would have absolutely nothing to say at a party except for disgusting stories about her small children and their mucus. I miss being interesting. That's something I don't think I'll ever be able to say about mucus stories...

7 comments:

Laura said...

Well, I find the eye mucus story very interesting! That IS disgusting though! Mucus is gross anyway, especially when there seems to be a neverending supply of it oozing out. I am also in that predicament right now, along with a cough and sore throat. No eyeball mucus though!

It's funny to hear you talk about the woes of motherhood, just as I talk about the woes of singlehood. I suppose there are pros and cons to both just as there are with pretty much all things. It would just be nice to experience the pros and cons of something else for a change.

Rachel said...

Even with 3 children I still think you're fascinating.

And those pictures are EXACTLY how I imagined your kids on Christmas.

themayerfamily said...

Wendy,
I think you are very interesting. I need more stories of cute things to say to your kids to get them to take their medicine.
The second thing I have to say is--i'm right there with you (minus one child). I think you are far better than I--I do say woe is me a lot!

Liz said...

Mucus can come out of our eyes!

What!

How come I've never been told about this?

I'm now going to pass this information on the everyone I know...

Amanda said...

I would hazard a guess that you are more interesting than most of the ladies that you know, children or not.
Beautiful pictures of the kids. I could just kiss them.

Rachel said...

Oh, and I forgot to mention that um...sometimes, when I'm on my death bed...I too get a little mucus in the eye. It's even more disgusting than you can imagine.

Mendy said...

I have never heard of mucus backing out the eyes. Gross!

You would never be uninteresting, Wendy, even if you haven't been to the latest movie and talk mostly about snot and poop. Those things don't make you an uninteresting person, they make you a devoted mother to young children.

Have you read any Shannon Hale? I think you'd love her. Check out Book of a Thousand Days!