Yuckiness Abounds

We took Jesse to his pediatrician today to have them check out his burns. He's managed to pull or bite his bandages off twice now causing several of his blisters to burst, but we've been able to stay on top of infection. No signs so far. However, after looking at his little hands, the doctor wants him to be seen by a plastic surgeon to make sure that they heal correctly. Fabulous.

Kaden also had a check-up because he's been coughing for about three months straight - mostly right before and after bedtime or after he's been rough-housing with Kev. The doctor determined that he has "cough induced asthma" and gave us a nebulizer with some steroids for him to inhale each night before bed. Joy.

Both boys woke up with runny noses and a case of the grumpies, and Kev is feeling like he got run over by a mac-truck (mack-truck??). Wunder-bar. The flu is flying around here like crazy, and it looks like he might be fighting it. He's reminding me of a walking zombie - yet papers and tests still abound. Poor guy.

And me. Well, I'm doing okay. I've come to grips with the fact that "motherhood" and "guilt" are synonymous terms, and I'm accepting that fact. People have been so sweet about checking in on us and sharing all of their "mother-guilt" stories with me. Makes me feel a little better. :0)

Now they are all a-bed, and I'm just going to sit and stare into space for awhile!

"His mercies are new every morning. Great is Thy faithfulness, Oh Lord." Amen to that....