We went to the Ninja's house for Baby Sage's first bday. Very fun time had by all. Except Roan, the big sister who came down with a fever and puked after everyone went home, poor kid.

It was nice to get out and visit with folks, especially since PF's been under the weather and the weather has been hellishly rainy the past couple of months. I honestly think staying indoors makes you sick because you are exposed to more germs, and the rain keeps you indoors, so you're sicker when it's miserable out, and that just double whammies your psyche.

It makes me tired.

Beanie and PF were both sick yesterday. They were burning up with fever. I came home early, responding to a sad little call from the PF who needed some attending to, and came home to poor sick daddy cleaning up milky white barf off our red, red carpeting. I sent him to bed, tended to my kid, and made broth and rice for dinner. I also fed them both tylenol until beanie was her normal squeaky happy self again. She did have a few screams, but I would rub her tum and make it feel better. She had a stealth diarrhea last night, I kept checking the smell, but it was so light in color I couldn't see any doody. Poor kid. I just thought she was gassy. When I did FINALLY change her, I noted the distinctly watery stuff and apologized.

At 3AM, she barfed on us. I didn't hear the retching, but I felt the hot puke hit my arm (she sleeps with us). She looked as bewildered by it as we both were, 3 AM barf carnage. I stumbled into the bathroom, grabbed a wet towel, wiped up the bulk of it, turned the coverlet around, and gave PF a new onesie to dress her in. She seems to be a LOT BETTER since she had her huge puke. PF feels great today as well, he called to report another diarrhea diaper. Poor kid. She only had one oz of formula today on top of her 3 oz of breastmilk and whatever she got this morning during her nursing. But when you're sick, your appetite is off. I told PF where the pedialite was so that he could keep her hydrated. My darling little family, I am so worried!! It's that damned cursed stomach virus again, I KNOW IT. Probably re-caught it at the bday party, but it's very similar in nature to whatever I had on March 1, and I think I must have had it already because I'm not sick.

My gpa gave us a scare. He's got a pig valve that has lasted about 6 years past it's expiration date. He went in to the hospital on Saturday morning for congestive heart failure. I about had a heart attack myself thinking about it. They gave him some diuretics and told him to stay off the salt; his valve is still going strong, so it must've been a VERY GOOD PIG. So, no heart failure yet. But he's not going to "fix" anything if it goes wrong again, which is sad, but understandable. The fella IS 86. I love him so. I'm glad he met this little Beanie. She's very life affirming. That's why I went to the bday party after getting this news; babies are truly life affirming for me.

I do have a headache, however.

And a gimoungous pimple growing on the side of my nose.

Boo stress!

Here is Beanie attacking a pancake (pre diarrhea issues, of course):



I love that kid...