Last week was one for the books.
But we made it out alive on the other end.
First Lucy and Clara came down with the flu and had 103 fevers for days in a row.
At one point Lucy started hallucinating.
(which, if your child has ever done that, it’s the freakiest thing).
She gave me a rundown of crazy talk—through a stream of tears—and I asked “do you know who I am??”
She cried again. “Yes! You’re the Galaxy…..”
(Which…I guess I’ll take as a compliment. I sorta was their Galaxy for the week)
( #thegalaxymadeit.com )
So, the fevers finally broke after 5 days, after a lot of coughing (and continuous Peppa Pig episodes)
But in the middle of it, Clara woke up screaming with an ear infection.
And on Wednesday night right before bed, I discovered that all three kids had lice.
LICE.
Ugh.
I always knew lice was coming one day. It’s that dreaded fear in the back of your mind….the quiet worry that inevitably bubbles it’s way to the top. And in most instances, in the most inconvenient time possible.
I know.
When does lice ever happen at the “right” time?
Ne-VAR.
So I picked bugs and nits from Lucy’s feverish head, listening to “ouch” on repeat.
There were a lot of tears, for hours.
And more picking.
And we shaved Owen’s head.
And I did 15 loads of laundry.
And…I really don’t mean for this to be a complain fest.
Because somehow it all comes to an end and life goes back to normal (which it finally did on Saturday! Yay!) And there are always some bright spots in the chaos.
Like warm showers.
And a warm dinner dropped off by your sister-in-law.
A husband who takes time off work to help you.
A basket on your doorstep from a friend, filled with cleaning supplies and chocolate.
And kids who are suddenly happy again.
And there’s always some comfort knowing that someone else is going through a tough week too.
So if you’re having a rough one, hang in there!! We feel ya!
We promise there’s a light at the end.
And hopefully chocolate.
And please.
Please will someone share their expert tips for keeping lice away??
That whole process has so much room for error.
Cause if I happened to miss one tiny white nit, the color of my kids hair….
Oy.
We’re in trouble…
Here’s to a better week for everyone!
