Friday morning started off with the girls and I heading over to pick up Grammy and make our way to Costco to get some odds and ends for Lizard's birthday party Saturday. And while we were getting ready that morning Husband calls and tells me that he doesn't feel good, he has a fever and the chills and he thinks he's getting the flu.
Jump ahead to that evening when Husband calls again and says, just for good measure, he's going to go to the convenience center and get checked out and make sure it's just the good ole fashioned flu because by that point he was coughing pretty bad, on top of everything else, and it was making him really dizzy. The doctor checks him out and says, 'yep, you have the flu'. Well no shit. But was it the regular flu or H1N1? Because Husband does not fall into any catagory of being considered high risk they didn't test to find out. Ok. But, Husband failed to mention to the doctor that he has a pregnant wife and two kids ages three and under and do we need to be concerned about getting sick. So I had to call the convenience center and talk to the nurse. Her recommendation was that it wouldn't be a bad idea for us to keep our distance. Otherwise, use common sense and wash your hands often, cough and sneeze into your arm, blah, blah, blah. So the girls and I ended up having a sleep over at Grammy and Poppa's that night.
The next day was Lizard's big party day. Or what should have been her big party day. Husband, obviously, wasn't able to be there. My Grandma called that morning and my Grandpa was sick so they wouldn't be able to make it. Cousin called shortly after (or before, i don't remember now) and she had had a fever the last couple days and her youngest was coughing pretty good so they wouldn't be able to make it. My other Grandpa wasn't feeling great so he laid down to take a nap and woke up at 6:30 so he wasn't able to make it. None of Husband's family showed up except his parents. And even then they totally bailed after about an hour. And while Lizard did not know the difference it really bummed me out.
The girls and I stayed at my parent's house one more night. Mainly because it was late by the time we finished cleaning up and the girls were tired and ready for bed. Noodle fell asleep on the couch around 8 and my youngest sister played with Lizard while I got ready for bed. Around 9:00 or so Noodle woke up with a fever and shortly after that Lizard threw up her cake all over me. The next morning everyone was fine and we headed for home.
Two o'clock Monday morning roles around and Noodle wakes up with a fever. At 3:00 Lizard woke up with the same fever. They were both back to sleep within an hour or so and woke at a more suitable time feeling just fine. No fevers, nothing. By bedtime that night Noodle's fever was back and stayed for the next 24 hours.
All of this being said I had nothing for my baby girl on her actual birthday, which is today. She had no presents to open from us. We didn't do anything fun or special to celebrate. It was like any other day. And it broke my heart because while she won't remember it, I will. Being she doesn't have any concept of today being her actual birthdate maybe we'll do something fun this weekend when everyone is 100%. That's my plan anyways.
Happy 1st Birthday, babygirl! Mommy loves you so much.
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