Days without Dad

Brian took a trip to Arizona to attend a firetruck convention, so I was left here for a few days with the kids. It's a little psychologically harder just knowing I have to do EVERYTHING for the kids while he's away. I think my morning jogs help blow off some steam as well...especially when I have time to chat with my friend Jackie. Besides evenings with Brian, that's really my only time away from the kids. Without Brian I am barely kid-less. Up until tonight, Connor was roping me into falling asleep at his bedtime! No me-time at all! So today, I said no nap for Connor, and it worked out beautifully. Both kids were in bed by 7:30pm. Thank goodness!

While Dad was gone, the first thing that happened was that Connor started a cough. This put a damper on everthing since my plan was swimming lesson on Thursday, Piano Lesson on Friday, and Golf Lesson on Saturday...which seemed that none might happen if he got too sick. If you know my kids, the coughs and runny noses usually turn into something bigger like ear infections, respiratory problems, or Croup.

First I skipped the swimming lesson, as I mentioned in an earlier blog, and just took the library trip (we are up to chapter 14, and going strong reading our book!).

The next day, I felt like Connor was well enough for his piano lesson. His teacher, Miss Maria was wonderful. I couldn't stay and watch the whole time since I had Aaron, but Connor was so comfortable with her.

After the lesson he told me, "I coughed in piano lessons!" embarassingly. Poor guy!

His teacher told me that she taught at the pre-school there, and since looking into it, I think I might be signing Connor up for it next year! So that was a good breakthrough!

This morning I decided after 3 wake up calls during the night by Connor's incessant coughing, that it was about time to take him to the doctor. I took him to his golf lesson first (since he was begging me to go), where his instructors were amazed by his hand-eye coordination. He's the youngest one, and he was loving being on the golf course.

We ate lunch, and headed to the Children's Urgent Care. There was literally no patients in there, so I was excited. 30 minutes later a patient with an appointment was let in before us, and came out 1 hour and 15 minutes after we had been there!

Finally we are let in, and there is no doctor there, just a nurse-practitioner. He quickly grazed over Connor and said it was allergies. 2 hours later - we were out of there. THANK GOODNESS the boys were very well behaved. They got a little ancy towards the end, but I was actually happy about that, since I was getting ancy myself!!! Maybe an angry, tired kid will motivate you to get me in!

After Connor took the medicine, it didn't help at all. I guess I'm going to have to go into my own doctor on Monday, if he's not doing any better.

I guess it's time to do something for me tonight! Maybe a chick flick : ), or read more of my Nicolas Sparks novel. Fun!

What a couple of days without Dad!