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Day 5 of my captivity….

21 Oct

The jailer is in a good mood, probably because her form of torture is so very entertaining to her.  I did try to wrestle her away from the torture device only to lose. I can feel my brain slowly oozing out one ear.  I don’t know how much longer I can last….

Maura’s still sick.  Barely.  Just a slight temperature, but enough to keep her home.  She’s in a great mood, but the constant stream of “Dinosaur Train”, “Winx” and “The Rescuers” has erased any knowledge I gained in college.

We did go to the doctor yesterday, to make sure there wasn’t some underlying cause for the fever.  Ear infections and strep were ruled out, but there is a virus going around and it seems to have gotten hold of the girl.  This morning she still has a very slight temperature, which means yet another day home from school.

We’ve hit the phase of me going stir crazy and her well enough to be strong-willed.  I’m also saying ridiculous things like “No, we aren’t watching “Mulan” in Spanish.  You can’t speak Spanish because I can’t speak Spanish.”.

(Maura is into turning on the closed captioning, and knows how to change languages on Netflix.)

(And it’s nothing against the Spanish language.  But if the girl decides to speak it, I will need to learn it first.)

I’ve now decided that I really need to learn how to bi-locate.  This way, I can be home with the little sicko, but also run out and go grocery shopping, or write, or do something besides plot the demise of every whiny little dinosaur on that friggen dinosaur train.


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No rest for the wicked

19 Oct

I had a lovely birthday week last week, with friends and wine and desserts and french toast and a pomegranate – but all that ended Friday afternoon.  That’s when I went from totally relaxed and feeling zen about life to Super Spidey Senses, Alert!

Of course it had to do with Maura.

Friday afternoon, I took her with me to the chiropractor (we’re hoping to get her used to how things work there so our chiropractor can work with her as well) and from the get-go, I felt something wasn’t right.  She was spacey in the car.  She was very quiet.  I tried to chalk it up to maybe she was tired, maybe she was nervous about being in a doctor’s office.  But at one point, she seemed twitchy and pale, but then a moment later was all “Ooo, I’m watching Magic School Bus on your phone, best thing ever!” perky.

I told the chiropractor that she might just be screwing with my head.  He laughed and said “Welcome to parenthood.”

She wasn’t.

We got home, she went and watched tv, all seemed well enough, I tried making evening plans with a friend, went to deal with something first…and found Maura laying on the couch, watching tv, complaining “Oh my head!”

Well shoot.

Took her temperature – 103.

And thus ended my plans for the weekend.  Instead of going out with a friend, I stayed home and cuddled Little Miss Feverish as she made four hundred demands on me (which is fine, I know she’s okay as long as she’s got an opinion.)  Friday night we put her to bed only for her to shiver at the cool blankets (which explained the earlier twitchiness, she was shivering…sigh..).  I got her settled.  She went to sleep.  I went to sleep.  I woke up at 5 am to peek in on her.  She was fine.  She slept in until 10 am, where we then transferred her back to the couch and demanded to watch “Winx”.  She vomited every so slightly, which is understandable – those long legged vapid “Winx” fairies make me slightly nauseated as well.  I hung out with her all day, watching my shows on my tablet with headphones and knitting while she watched her shows on my desktop. Every ten to fifteen minutes I stopped all my things to get up and meet a demand – tucking her back in, finding a different show for her, or trying to convince her that laying down would help her head stop hurting. And so the day went on. Eventually we tucked her back into her bed, where she went right to sleep.

Until 5 am this morning, when she did a belly flop onto our bed, right between us.

She was feeling vastly better.  It showed in her little perky wake up call as she crawled between us, elbowing us in the kidneys along the way.  Once she was certain we were awake, she decided to crawl back out of our bed, elbowing us in the kidneys again, and went back to her room to play.  Knowing we wouldn’t sleep because she could be wandering the house, Josh lured her back to our room with promises of a movie.  I found something for her to watch, and we tried to go back to sleep as she spent the next three hours elbowing us, poking her toes into my legs, using my hip as a pillow, elbowing me some more, stealing my blanket, poking her toes into me some more, trying to steal my blanket even more, and  taking over at least my side of the bed.  I’m not sure what she did to her father, but he’s probably equally as bruised up as I am.

Her temperature’s now only 99.5.  Just enough to probably keep her out of school tomorrow.  She is feeling great today.  The parental units are considering an iv hook up for their coffees and feeling like death warmed over spread thinly across toast.

Once, as an adult, I was re-reading the Little House series, and in the book where Laura gets pregnant, she wrote a line about how if you want to dance, you have to pay the piper, or something like that.  And I laughed, realizing what she meant.  But really, all of life is that like.  We dance, then we pay the piper.  No rest for the wicked.  There’s always something.  Those kids will screw with your head.  Welcome to parenthood.

Just tween enough to be slightly annoyed that I'm taking her picture, lol!

Just tween enough to be slightly annoyed that I’m taking her picture, lol!

Halloween Girl

7 Oct

Maura has embraced some of the holidays – Christmas has been a big deal with her for a few years now.  And now, Halloween has made her hit-list.

She loves dressing up.  She loves candy.  It’s all been good.

But it was still a surprise to find her watching “The Nightmare Before Christmas” the other day.  Then watching it again.  And again. And again.

Sure, she loved the old Mickey Mouse cartoons about Halloween, and the Disney “House of Villains” compilation. But “The Nightmare Before Christmas” didn’t seem like a choice for her.

Except it is.

There’s lots of singing.  She loves singing.  So yes, it makes sense, in her own odd fashion.

I did wonder, how far does her love for Halloween stuff go?  I turned on “ParaNorman” for us girls to watch the other night, and she gnawed on her fingers the entire time. I think it was just a bit too intense for her.  Josh’s theory was that things like “The Nightmare Before Christmas” are definitely fantasy, while “ParaNorman” may feel too close to home.  When I mentioned “Doctor Who”, well, the theory is, there’s enough humor in that to get her through the scarier moments (though I’ve yet to see her truly scared at any moment of “Doctor Who” – even Weeping Angels don’t phase her.)

Of course, now I want to track down “Hocus Pocus” and find out what Maura would make of that movie.  But the question is, if she likes it, can I stand viewing it for the next two months straight?Meanwhile, we’re enjoying Live Action Frozen on “Once Upon a Time”.

As for Halloween itself, I don’t know what Maura will be this year.  I’m sure I could make her an Elsa costume and she’d be thrilled.  I’ve thought about a Rapunzel costume as well. Or possibly a Lilo costume to go with her Stitch doll.  Heck, we have a tweedy jacket, add a fez and a bow tie, she could be The Doctor.

The possibilities are endless with this girl!

Maura, Halloween Past.  She couldn't wait for the popcorn, lol!

Maura, Halloween Past. She couldn’t wait for the popcorn, lol!


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