Change of Plans
Addison is laying on the couch next to me, asleep. This never happens. But on Friday night I was changing nappies every few minutes and about an hour after her dirty nappies started, she began puking. Poor girl. After we cleaned up the floor, our bedskirt and herself, my first thought was "Oh great, long night ahead." Then I felt really awful. I'm so selfish that my poor sick girl was momentarily second over my wants. I hate that. Marc was trying to tell me maybe it was just something she ate and it was only a one time thing, which I know he was trying to just get me to chill out but I just snapped at him, "When is it ever just a one time thing? We are all going to get it now, wonderful!" Lovely attitude, right? I apologized to God and to Marc for my bad attitude and we put her to bed, praying for the best. A few hours later she was up again and I knew it would be a long night. She has never been this sick so I was worried about her, but by Saturday morning she was so lethargic and out of it that I got really upset. I called the out of hours surgery and they told me I could bring her in at 4pm. Since I had a few hours to wait, I scooped her up and we settled into our bed with a bowl and she just slept in my arms while I cried. I know this sounds melodramatic. And it probably is. But it's times like this that I wish I was in America. My mom could come over and tell me everything would be ok or I could go see our pediatrician that we love. Instead, it was me and my God and I prayed over Addison and gave my anxiety to him. Funny how a few weeks ago I posted 1 Peter 5:7 on sticky notes in our stairwell so me and the girls could see it all the time.
We got some friends to come sit with the big girls so we could take Addison to the out of hours surgery. The Indian lady was really nice, she checked Addie out and told it was just a stomach bug that could last up to 2 weeks but was probably just a 24, 48, or 72 hour bug. I wanted to bust out laughing at that part. Addie perked up for the first time that day and asked for a cracker, so the doctor was glad to see that. She gave me some electrolyte stuff which was good because I had made some homemade pedialyte and Addison told me it was "yucky"- too funny. The good news is that she slept all night and so far, no one else has gotten sick.
She fell asleep just now watching Miss Pattycake-
So our fun half term is not off to a great start, but that's okay. I'm getting extra cuddles!