Every year, birthday week is a whirlwind. And this year did not disappoint.
Early on April 1st, Tyson woke up sick and struggling to breathe. After trying all the usual remedies for those scary croup-like symptoms and not having much success over the course of about 3 hours, I took him to the ER around 7 a.m. that morning, where he got a breathing treatment. He seemed to be doing better after that and they released him to go home. Then just a few hours later, he was right back to struggling to breathe again. I called our pediatrician’s office and the nurse told us to go back to the ER. While there, he tested positive for flu B, got two more breathing treatments, a dose of a steroid, and a prescription for Tami-flu. And that was the start of birthday week!
Later that afternoon, Tim played an April Fool’s joke on the kids and told them Mimi and Pop Pop (their grandparents from Florida) were here to surprise them for birthday week. But when the kids excitedly ran to the door, there was no Mimi and Pop Pop. And then Tim said, “April Fool’s!!” (yes, it was a teensy bit mean) Disappointed and slightly mad, the kids went back to their video games. Then, ‘out of the blue’, the doorbell rang and when the kids went to see who it was, there were Mimi and Pop Pop standing on the other side of the door! Best April Fool’s Ever!! So. Much. Fun.
The next day was Peyton’s 6th birthday.
We had the cottage room reveal that morning. It was a total hit!
And then we spent some time at the American Girl doll store, getting Peyton’s doll’s hair done.
By that afternoon, I was feeling pretty awful and laid down for a two hour nap. Thankfully, Mimi was there to decorate Peyton’s cake with her. Peyton had the best time and was so proud of herself when it was done. It turned out amazing, didn’t it?!
By the next day, Hudson was feeling pretty awful too.
Thankfully, by Tyson’s (8th) birthday, his Tami-flu had kicked in, so he was feeling a good bit better.
He wanted a camo party with an army man cookie cake.
Originally, the plan was to go to Chuck E. Cheese , but we decided we better not go infect all of the kids there with our flu/virus/bugs.
This year, Tyson wanted a bike with gears, so that’s what he got.
Hudson was disappointed that both Tyson and Peyton got to celebrate their birthdays with Mimi and Pop Pop and he did not. So, the next day, we celebrated Hudson. I was all caked out by then, so I just picked up a little store bought cake and put a Monster Truck smashing a car on top. He was slightly upset that his cake was small, but we really talked it up and convinced him that he had an awesome cake. Crisis averted.
The rest of the week, the kids and I just continued to fight the crud. We had times when we felt okay and times when we felt pretty bad. I hated that Mimi and Pop Pop were here the one week that we were all so sick. But, on the other hand, I was so thankful they were here to help. I’m not sure how we would have survived without them.
Yesterday, I was convinced that we were finally getting over all our sickness, but then today, Hudson’s fever spiked up to 103 and Peyton started running a fever too, so I was feeling really worn out and discouraged. I wrote a little blog post over here about how the Lord encouraged me this morning.
Also, earlier this week, I did a home tour here at A Woman’s Haven Blog. Check it out.