This weekend we were housebound. Actually, we have only left the house twice since Wednesday, both times for doctor’s appointments. Madeline has been fighting bronchitis and a double ear infection, my poor little monkey. I hate when the kids are sick, even more so because her spunky, feisty personality is nearly gone. She’s fallen asleep on the couch twice, something in nearly two years, she has never done before, and she clearly doesn’t feel well. Although there was a glimmer of her today, I’m hoping tomorrow brings more of her back. We miss our little crazy monkey!
Poor Nick said today that he is glad he goes to school tomorrow because he wants to escape her crying. He’s also frustrated because she goes through bits of time where she doesn’t want him to touch her, pick her up or even look at her. He doesn’t understand how that could be so. “But I’m her brother! I’m just trying to make her feel better!” I tried to explain that sometimes when you’re sick, you just want your mom, but to no avail. Believe me, I’d love his help because she’s been velcro’d to me since Thursday. Luckily that phase passed a bit after this morning, and they were hanging out tonight. We will *all* be glad when she’s back to her old self, but I’m sure no one more than her.