Christmas

Christmas was wonderful.

Kel and I might have had a small disagreement over a new tradition he tried to throw in at the last minute Christmas Eve called "piles".

I felt a bit awful with my sinus infection and stayed in my pjs all day.

Bean might have eaten too many cookies in the place of meals and gotten a bit grumpy.

Sweet G's allergies have been.... ugh.

But it was wonderful.

Only three years ago I was at one of Angela's amazing Christmas parties and we went around the room and told what we wanted for Christmas if we could have anything in the world. Of course my answer was I wanted my baby. And now here I am, with my two little boys, and my ever so sweet husband. EVERY Christmas is wonderful. I will never forget that aching for a grumpy little boy and a sleepless little baby that keep me so frazzled I have a half dozen Christmas presents that remain unfinished three days after Christmas. Every Christmas is the best Christmas. I'm a lucky lucky girl.

Aunt Chelsea had us for Christmas this year, and for one of her presents she drew a picture of the temple for each of the boys. Love it! handmade presents get me all happy inside.

Jelly Bean is terrified of Santa.

Terrified.

So we told him his big present this year was from Santa, in an effort to help him like jolly old saint nic.

He has had a small skateboard obsession for months, he will put anything flat on the ground - a book, graham cracker, anything - and stand on it pretending it is a skateboard. So for Christmas we got him a skateboard, helmet, elbow and knee pads, and he was on it all day. 

Sweet G's present was a cozy coupe. He uses so many of Bo's toys that he didn't really need anything, but I knew he would love getting in and out and pushing it around. I was right, he was so happy. The one time Bean left his skateboard to check out G's new car, G got in and sat on Bo's lap, making it clear he knew this was his territory.

Me being me, I insist on sentimental presents. So Jelly Bean and sweet G gave Kelly a framed picture they both painted on of the two of them. Bean even wrapped it himself with very little help from me.
It was my favorite moment.

yep. I'm a lucky lucky girl.

roughness

December has had some roughness.

Jelly Bean had a day at the beginning of December where he had a case of the cuddles and fever, thankfully that was all. He had another couple days of the cuddles this week, thankfully no fever. Both times weren't too bad, but put us on pause for a while.

Sweet G was sick for eight days, that included

seven days of throwing up,

one ER visit for dehydration,

a night on my cold dark porch trying to disassemble and clean up his carseat that he got sick all over,

lots of tears and cuddles,

plus some zofran to keep his liquids down.

We don't have any real answers of what it was, no one else caught it so it likely wasn't viral.

I'm glad that's over.

Kelly took his boards a few days before Christmas. Up until then he studied as much as he should have, and now that it is over it is such a relief to have him back with us. I must say, he is a great father. Although the pressure of boards sent him out to study many late nights, when I had to take little g to the ER he met us there and stayed with us all day. That darling man of mine has his priorities straight. He is working hard to take care of our family but coming to our rescue when needed.

I have a sinus infection, it's spread to my ears this week and it's like I have swimmers ear nonstop and I'm feeling pressure all over my head. It's not too fun. It's actually been quite miserable. So miserable, that when I was given four medications, and considering that G does horrible when I take anything but especially antibiotics, I decided to wean him immediately so I can get better. Last night was his last night. I'm sad. He loves it, it's his best nutrition especially with his limited food choices, and the poor boy doesn't understand why he can't nurse anymore.

Thankfully our roughness is just roughness.

I can live with that.