Friday, March 14, 2008

Hair up his wazzoo

I have just thrown a sock and a dishcloth in the general direction of the kitchen. This is not an angry gesture, they were left over from the laundry. Its just that I am so tired I can't be bothered to move my body from this propped up position on my stool.

Wren has no fever today! That is the fabulous news. However, something is still bugging him. As I have learned to say in the US of A "he has a hair up his arse". Being age appropriate I could update the saying to "he has a bug in his diaper" or "a blockage in his bottle" or "he's trying to shove the cube in the round hole." You get the idea. He uses his shrill shout often

He also seems to have some pain or discomfit when nursing. He is usually very happy to nurse and wants to nurse much more often since he became sick. However, after a few sucks he often starts screaming and arching his back. I have considered these option but none makes sense all the time:

1) Not enough milk (but at times there is a ton and he does it)
2) Sore throat (but I have offered water and he doesn't scream)
3) Sore sucking (mouth?)
4) Sore tummy? (seems too soon after trying to nurse)

Perhaps it is a few of these factors at different times and he can't tell me any other way.

Anyway, thanks for your concern. He is doing better. Last night was better and I hope tomorrow will be too. Still, I am very tired from carrying him around and catering to his every whim under threat of screeching. This afternoon Frost came home from school with a bleeding graze which needed tending. As soon as I paid attention to Frost Wren started whimpering and then yelling. I put him in the crib and shut the door.

There was a tangible sense of relief (outside the door) while I bathed, treated and bandaged Frost's hand. Then it was back to the monkey who was yelling. Thing was, he was exhausted but resisted all attempts to get a second nap in. He will have been up for 7 hours straight by bedtime.

I guess it was another one of those days.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Fever day 3

Today was the third day of Wren's fever. It was a negligible fever and I did not give him Tylenol until bedtime but he still had long periods of being cranky and dissatisfied with life. He let me know about it.

The day began at 6am when he woke, obviously exhausted (less than 9 hours sleep since he and I were up for 90 minutes around 3-4.30am). Josh and I couldn't get him back to sleep and Josh later suggested he had a sore throat.

We had some fun times - stopping in the park in the sun for a while on the way home from buying milk at PCC, picking those tiny white daisies that are springing up from nowhere in the lawns, chasing the cats, poking the butter with our fingers (well, that was Wren) and ending with a long bath of chasing the dodecahedron dice underwater.

Still, I am hoping for a normal day and - more importantly - a restful night to restore my equanimity and youthful (sic) enthusiasm.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Today's Frostism

As Frost was getting changed for bed I noticed he was wearing more than one pair of underpants. I asked him about it. He said:

"Yesterday I put on two pairs of underpants by mistake so that gave me the idea and so today I wore three pairs of underpants."

Its true. He was wearing three pairs of underpants.

Joshua nodded. He get that Frost thought it was fun. Frost was coy and pleased.

I don't get it. Underwear did not become fun for me until my late twenties.

The minivan debate

Joshua and I are in the semi-final stages of changing our car lineup. To recap, we are now the happy drivers of a 2002 Subaru Outback wagon. It has leather seats that can be heated and makes happy little vrooming sounds when you shift the seats. It has space for 5 people and a lot of room in back to store and carry your mess.

Shawn and Sarah Break Rank
A while back, a couple whom we thought were the right sort of people [yes, Shawn and Sarah] bought a Eurovan. We rationalized it at the time as being ok because it was a EUROVAN and they are not minivans, not really.

But the seed was sown. The wedge was driven into our social circle. We now knew a few people mover drivers personally.

We could just ride the bus
Fast forward to the past few months of knuckle breaking buckling and toys lost in the tight crack between the carseat and the seatbelt clasps, of playdates forgone and carpools that are full before we even take a breath, of school trip driving miscalculations in which kids are shuffled at the last minute.

"You can only take one extra kid? Not two?"
I confess, to my shame.

The Decision
So, after some stewing, much denial and futile analysis of miles per gallon we are planning to trade the wagon in for a minivan. Yes, you heard right, a m-i-n-i-van. The models we are looking at are a Honda Odyssey, Kia Sedona and a (Toyota) Sienna. Today, I have a Subaru loan car while the outback is in service. We considered the crossover SUVs but neither of us loves SUVs to begin with and if you are going to move kids you have to love the sliding door.

So, here are the issues:

1) We have been a one car family till now. We would like to continue this way but if I start work we will probably need access to a second car. We don't want to commit all our driving to a vehicle that is not a hybrid and has a high gas consumption. Unfortunately, none of the minivans is a hybrid. All have lousy fuel consumption. Our idea is to buy or lease a second car which is a hybrid or otherwise very fuel efficient vehicle. That way we can do our one-child or child-free driving in the small car and the mass transport driving in the bus.

2) We don't want to be minivan drivers. Well, we could stick with a wagon (friends have the volvo with the 7 seat factor package) and its nice. But Frost gets carsick and is not so good going backwards. If we were going on vacation with another person we couldn't really put them in the trunk with the luggage and it doesn't solve the problem of not really being able to get three carseats across a bucket seat without lots of misery. What is wrong with minivans? They are just uncool.

The Coollessness of minivans
What is it about minivans that make them seems so blah? That makes me want to get a tattoo and drink gin and tonics at noon?

I guess at this point in my life I don't spend a lot of energy on coolness but minivans speak to me about more than struggling to be special. They smack of conformity and are designed giving low priority to style and high priority to groceries and kids backpacks. On the upside they are as practical as fat pants and cotton undies.
This blogger with the same idea showed me that being dragged into mini-vanning, seduced by its amenity, is not uncommon:

And so it goes, on this continuing journey with another "I never thought I'd own a minivan" purchase, that I come to you today with yet another tale of woe as the sad owner (once again...) of a minivan.

You know, people judge you. They look at you differently when you drive a minivan. Owners of SUV's have that - -I don't know - - false sense of bravado. Many of you reading this may, and probably do, own an SUV, and I don't fault you for that. I really don't.

Initially, we too, thought we might purchase one of those fancy new-fangled crossovers OR perhaps, a mid-sized SUV. Then again, upon closer evaluation, we determined that they really weren't for us. They just didn't make economical or environmental sense for our family. We couldn't bring ourselves to buy one. Big gas guzzlers, far more expensive pricetag, and frankly, not as comfortable of a ride, with less legroom in the front and back (we're tall...). Plus, they don't hold as much luggage. We just couldn't justify either one for our family. So, what were left with?

The dreaded - - minivan.

We are going to test drive an Odyssey and Sedona this weekend.

Wren Update
Wren is still feverish. Better this afternoon but then back up to 103 this evening. He is asleep with Tylenol. If he is still feverish tomorrow afternoon I will take him to the ped on Thursday morning - all that stuff about myocarditis and 3 days of fever...

Here he is at Izzy's birthday party. Thanks for the picture Wyndi.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Wren is sick

Wren woke slept lightly for a lot of the night and when I went in at 4am I found he had a fairly noticeable fever. I gave him Tylenol and he slept until 7.40am! This was fairly late even for our daylight savings morning and I think it was because he slept so badly and felt sick.

When he got up this morning he had a bad head cold and sneezing. His fever had gone in the early morning but came back before lunch and has remained at around 101-102 (I guess) until now, despite Tylenol.

He is not acting very ill - still running around and playing for short periods - but has a short attention span and likes to nurse a lot and be carried.

He has not lost his appetite and guzzled a tub of yoghurt at snacktime and chewed satsumas, goldfish and pears for lunch.

I hope he recovers soon and this doesn't become a family thing.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Toddler Property Laws (from infant preschool)

1. If I like it, its mine.
2. If it's in my hand, it's mine.
3. If I can take it from you, it's mine.
4. If I had it a little while ago, it's mine.
5. If it's mine, it must never appear to be yours in any way.
6. If I'm doing or building something, all the pieces are mine.
7. If it looks just like mine, it is mine.