The story of Wednesday morning is that it isn’t really different from Tuesday night. The line blurred somewhere around 3am. My Mum got up with her around 6:30-7am and I got to go back to sleep. It was glorious!
9am–the whole cottage is up and Mum heads back to my house to pick up my bag. I secretly think she was happy to leave so she could have a nice shower and a good cup of coffee. Mum to the rescue. The story of today is that even when I think I am super organized and on top of things….I am not. Next time going to make sure I have clean undies packed in my purse. Then all set to face the world.
We spent some time playing inside, Z still had a fever and was clingy and grumpy. So not like her. We played outside for a little bit, but it was really hot and she just wanted to snuggle…back inside and watched “Kitty” (Cat in the Hat) This movie will become an ongoing theme for this week.
Funny notes from today. Z calls Jacob “Jay-bib” And Jacob keeps singing the “Bo on the Go” theme song to her as “Zo on the go”
Post Nap she was still fevery and we started to worry it was an ear infection again. Couldn’t get in to see our doctor and the walk in in Orillia wouldn’t take us so we went to Emerg just to make sure she was ok.
530pm–back to the cottage for some more family time and an amazing steak dinner. We arrived to the news that my Aunt is quite sick and so Mum was leaving the cottage in the morning to head to Edmonton to be with her. Not the news anyone wants to receive so it was quite upsetting for all of us. We used this as a reminder to be thankful for what we have (family and health) and to let go of petty worries.
Threw the kids in the tub, got into their jammies and we headed down for a campfire
Bedtime, Z went down at 9 (late night for that girl) and I wasn’t too far behind her. She woke up at 2 crying “our bed our bed” ( I guess cause G and I ask her if she wants to snuggle in our bed sometimes) Thankfully this time she just fell back asleep and I managed to pass out along with her. The story of this week is the same as every week: our daughters sleep patterns are insane.