Thursday, July 20, 2006

CAUTION - Bitching Ahead

Super Baby is sick. Sigh. It started out with Pink Eye. Went to the Dr., walked out with a prescription for eye drops. He says "He can go back tomorrow. These eye drops will fix him right up." EXCELLENT! I called the boss man, told him I'd be in tomorrow. This was Tuesday afternoon. I haven't been back to work yet. (incidentally, I stayed home on Monday because I felt like regurgitate crap) That means I've been to work a grand total of a half of a day this entire week. (did I ever mention how much I despise staying at home?)

I called daycare on Wed morning to let them know he would be coming in that day equipped with a Dr's note saying it was alright. "Does he still have discharge coming from his eye?" "It's just a bit watery. It's from the eye drops." "I'm sorry Nikki, but he can't come back until his eye has stopped watering." "But I have a Dr's note." "I'm sorry Nikki, we just want to make sure that the other kids won't catch it." Well damn. I understand their concern, but honestly, I have a friggin Dr's note. So I stay at home with him, and we both nap A LOT but he seems fine and I'm happy that he's letting me nap because I feel SO MUCH BETTER with all the sleep I'm getting. Later that night, I have a surprise waiting for me when I pick him up from his evening nap.

A cranky, squirmy, feverish, coughing, sneezing, mucus producing little baby. Okay, little dude caught my cold that explains why he was so happy to nap. Poor little guy. I give him lovies and sing to him and cuddle him and give him lots of kisses and it'll be okays. I feed him and he eats great. He takes medicine A OK and I put him down for the night.

My thoughts? Lets see how he is in the morning, maybe I'll get lucky and can go to work. I get up in the middle of the night, fever is down but he's sleeping a bit restlessly, I check him again at about 3 am, stuffy little nose, fever is back up. I wake him up and give him medicine and we sit in the recliner and watch TV for about an hour until he finally goes back to sleep and I fall asleep with him, both of us there in the recliner cuddling. I wake up at 7am, with a screaming baby and vomit all over me, the recliner and the carpet. (did I ever mention how much I despise staying at home?) If I may quote one of my favorite blogs - OH THE JOYS.

I clean everything and everybody up and catch hubby on the way out the door. "Can't you stay with him today? I NEED to go to work. I don't want to get fired for pete's sake." "I can't, I'm teaching assistant in a class today." "You're teaching a class? Since when?" "Since the other teachers assistant called in sick. I've been trying to get this gig for a while." FUCK. "Charles, I love you, and I'm glad you got this position BUT I NEED TO GO TO WORK. When you go in today, tell them you can't make it in tomorrow BECAUSE I NEED TO GO TO WORK." "I'm off tomorrow." "Works out well for you then doesn't it" (yeah, I was a bit cranky and this would fall under the heading of bitchyness)

I call boss man - I can't come in, Super Kid is vomiting - he has his daughter take a message. WONDERFUL - that means he's not happy. I mean really, if you were him wouldn't you be a bit pissed? If I was the boss, I know I'd be a more than a little bit frustrated, but, what can I do?

So here I am, it's noon and I have just managed to take a shower after stinking of vomit, clorox and carpet shampoo. Little dude is napping and is keeping everything down just fine. His fever just broke so he should be fine tomorrow when daddy stays home with him.

Why does it always work out like that? Why does he always get to play and goof around and never have to deal with cranky stinky vomiting baby?

I ask you - Where is the justice?

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35 Comments:

At Thursday, July 20, 2006 1:12:00 PM, Blogger Pendullum said...

There is no justice...
I feel your pain...
I smell the vomit...
I am with you...
I am with you Nikki..
Now if only you can hunt down that Dairy Queen teenager that brought all of this on!!!!(I like that story better than the true story...Better imagery of you in black bra,kleenex stickingout of your nose, chasing miss goodie 2 shoes around with a bottle of codeine)
Happy work day tomorrow!

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 1:30:00 PM, Blogger Christina_the_wench said...

Stay at home with sick kid or go to work with a cranky boss. Hmmm. Decisions, decisions. I choose.....to gouge my eye out with this pen. Seems less painful.

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 1:35:00 PM, Blogger The Poodle's Friend said...

Ah, the joys of projectile baby vomit.

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 2:16:00 PM, Blogger WOA said...

Not to give away the game but...men are psychic when it comes to avoiding yucky situations. It's called Selective Laziness.

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 2:57:00 PM, Anonymous nikki said...

oh my god, really, we must be sisters from another mother because our lives are way too much alike. it's getting frightening! hope everyone feels better soon. nothing sucks ass more than a puking kid!

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 3:51:00 PM, Blogger carmachu said...

There is no justice dear. Its the rules from the dawn of time: women deal with teh vomit,poop and pee and crankiness, and daddy's get the kid when all it passes.

I though you'd learned that by now? Slow learner perhaps?

Hang in there kiddo.



Oh and for the record? Yes there is something worse than a vomiting kid. Its a vomiting kid who ALSO has diarrera.....it could be coming out BOTH ends. So it can get far, far worse.....

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 4:25:00 PM, Blogger Elle*Bee said...

I feel your pain, Nikki. I'm unemployed now, but I remember the days of sick kids and demanding bosses (and why did the kids always get sick when DH was out of town on a biz trip?). Hope your cranky fella gets over it soon. Your son, too.

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 5:10:00 PM, Blogger hermione2001ie said...

Jeez Nikki,

You certainly know how to make a prospective mother go right off the idea of parenthood! Though I guess baby puke is better than adult puke...

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 5:12:00 PM, Blogger Dr Joseph McCrumble said...

You have to wonder where evolution dumped us sometimes. In allowing our brain to grow to supersize proportions, we have not only taken on the ability to construct spaceships, but also the ability to feel severe anguish at basic biological processes. Do monkeys get pissed off if their kid throws up? No, of course not because they don't have the mental capacity. Do they squawk and groan if they get a cold? Absolutely not, because their brains are so underdeveloped that they don't understand even the basic principles of physiological responses to infectious disease.

I blame Darwin.

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 5:15:00 PM, Blogger hermione2001ie said...

Men are dead simple, much akin to our ape relatives, but they still moan like hell if they get a cold....they get Man Flu...poor wee things.

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 5:19:00 PM, Blogger Dr Joseph McCrumble said...

Hermione - I beg to differ. As my good lady wife will inform you, I have the constitution of a lion. When did you last see a big cat wilt like a pansy at the sign of an incoming infection?

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 5:25:00 PM, Blogger Dolores McCrumble said...

I've also never heard a lion moan that he's not slept well as Mrs Lion was tossing and turning all night and then blamed his lack of hunting skills on his nocturnal disruptions:

"honest love, it was dead windy out on the Serengeti this afternoon, those gazelle were just mental, I nearly had one then the little bugger gave me the slip...now if I'd just been able to have my requisite 7 hours..."

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 5:29:00 PM, Blogger Dr Joseph McCrumble said...

Wife - It is well documented that the reason male lions sleep so well is that they spend most of their waking time hunting down other lion's cubs and eating them. The constant exercise leaves them drained at the end of the day, and not even a tossing and turning lioness will disturb them.

Us urban lions are prevented from acting in this way, and are thus left with excess energy that causes us to sleep more lightly. Urban lions also suffer from stresses that your average serengeti lion never encounters, such as smartass urban lionesses.

Anyway, what is this? Pick on the alpha male night?

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 5:50:00 PM, Blogger Farm Girl said...

There is no justice. Vomit is the worst smell. My sympathies. Hope babes is feeling better soon.

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 5:51:00 PM, Blogger Dolores McCrumble said...

Husband,

I have researched into ancient folklore to prove that lions do indeed sleep well, despite their slumbering proximity to lionesses as this olde ode to the lion documents:

Song: The Lion Sleeps Tonight Lyrics

Lala kahle [Sleep well]

In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight

(Chorus)
Imbube

Ingonyama ifile [The lion's in peace]
Ingonyama ilele [The lion sleeps]
Thula [Hush]

Near the village, the peaceful village
The lion sleeps tonight
Near the village, the peaceful village
The lion sleeps tonight

(Chorus)

Ingonyama ilele [The lion sleeps]

Hush, my darling, don't fear, my darling
The lion sleeps tonight
Hush, my darling, don't fear, my darling
The lion sleeps tonight

He, ha helelemama [He, ha helelemama]
Ohi'mbube [lion]

(Chorus)

Ixesha lifikile [Time has come]
Lala [Sleep]
Lala kahle [Sleep well]

Near the village, the peaceful village
The lion sleeps tonight
Near the village, the peaceful village
The lion sleeps tonight

(Chorus)

My little darling
Don't fear, my little darling
My little darling
Don't fear, my little darling

Ingonyama ilele [The lion sleeps]

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 5:55:00 PM, Blogger St Jude said...

Have the McCrumbles taken over the world or have you just bought the franchise Nikki so that you can work from home. (I'm only miffed because I wanted it ;0))

Give the little sweetie lots of cuddles, one from me please... oh alright and one for you too, mummy.

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 5:58:00 PM, Blogger parnellpr said...

I agree with Pendullum. I have a fellow blogger yankee in east texas ( a womans life in texas on my blogroll) who would REALLY REALLY sympathise with you alot. BTW Where do those people at the daycare centre get off? Isn't the opinion of a doctor good enough? Pippa

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 5:58:00 PM, Blogger Nikki said...

Pendullum - I'm so stalking the DQ chick and craming a blizzard up her...uh... WELL! HER ASS! I'M GONNA CRAM IT UP HER ASS! (the perky little twit - how dare she be polite and conciderate)

Christina - pass the pen please.

TPF - there's nothing like it. Oh! how I enjoy it. ~ahem~

WOA - Selective Laziness - hubby has that - obviously. Is it treatable? I have a couple of shots I could give him - FROM MY GUN.

Nikki - yeah, you freak me out to. LOL How's the kitten?

Carm - he had that too. I was trying not to mention it cause it makes me gag.

Elle - LOL. Thanks

Hermione - Welcome. Don't let this put you off of parenthood. I'm just bitching and venting. Being a mother is THE most rewarding experiences of my life - hands down. It is also the most difficult thing ever. But the kisses make it all worth it.. . and I must address MAN FLU - BAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!

Dr Joe - how funny you should compare yourself to a lion, when not to long ago you told a story of shooting a bunch of cats with dyed water (red) and claimed it was a raging skin infection. (SNICKER). Does this mean you have some sort of raging skin infection? NO - WAIT - I don't want to know. Dolores - get the wire brush and give him a good scrub would you? (SNICKER)

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 6:04:00 PM, Blogger Nikki said...

Les - thanks. Even after shampooing the carpet, I could still smell the stinch. ICK.

Dolores - I had no idea you could sing so well.

St Jude - aw, thanks. I needed that.

Parnell - first I must ask, because it's been driving me crazy - why do you sign Pippa?

And the daycare people - I was ticked at the time - but to their credit - their interest was in the interests of the kids, not that they were being ugly - not at all. And it has turned out better in the end - Connor could have given his cold to other kids if he had gone. SIGH I do want to thank you for agreeing with me though. I felt like such a selfish wench for being angry that they wouldn't take him.

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 7:47:00 PM, Blogger Oh, The Joys said...

Next time just hand him to Charles and walk out the door. Who decided that YOU were the default childcare giver in the family? (HARUMPF!)

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 8:07:00 PM, Blogger Oh, The Joys said...

p.s. - Thanks for calling me one of your favorite bloggers! (Blushing)

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 8:51:00 PM, Blogger Superstar said...

NIKKI i don't know HOW you do it! OMG I wold be puking right along w/ Super baby. I can't handle it. Poop and vomit are the 2 triggers that make me gag into the action myself.
YOU ARE truely a GODDESS!!!!
I'm w/ Joy's. Hand super baby to hubby and let him figure it all out. ;o) LOL
This is why I am still childless and single. ;o)

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 10:52:00 PM, Blogger Brandi said...

Cleaning up puke has got to be the second worst thing about parenting. (I'd say cleaning up diarrhea is worse)
You just feel so bad for them. If you're sick, cleaning up after them is even harder to deal with.
Atleast the baby is getting better.

 
At Thursday, July 20, 2006 11:44:00 PM, Blogger happykat said...

I gotta tell you this post makes me happy and fills me with a sense of peace.

I'm so glad I'm not the only wife/mother who gets the crap end of the toilet plunger.

 
At Friday, July 21, 2006 3:09:00 AM, Blogger kat said...

just think - kiddo could have been bigger with greater stomach capacity to vomit more quantity. small vomit is better.

i lay here sick thinking of you, and i'm actually not wanting to go to work. damn you.

 
At Friday, July 21, 2006 7:06:00 AM, Blogger Annie Drogynous said...

Nikki, I feel for you. What's worse than having a sick kid is a puking one. Blech.

As for the dr., find a new one. My kids have had pink eye and there is no medication that just wipes it right out overnight and I don't know one decent dr. who would say so. Nothing is that magical.

As for the daycare center, I understand their worries about not wanting him back but where the hell do you think he got it from in the first place?!

Why be so concerned if your boss is mad for you not being able to come into work because of a sick child? There's nothing you can do about it and I can't see you leaving your kid with a perfect stranger just so you can go to work. He just needs to deal!

Just stay cool and don't worry about stuff like that. It's not worth all the brain damage.

 
At Friday, July 21, 2006 8:03:00 AM, Blogger carmachu said...

Joys:

Men did of course. I think we have a slow class here.....*grin*


Ahhh, then truely nikki, you had it rough when it comes out both ends. I had that sickness myself recently and its no fun....

 
At Friday, July 21, 2006 9:11:00 AM, Blogger 34quinn said...

awwwww poor you ...sorry your baby was sick not only hard to deal with because as a mom we hate when our kids are sick but just the exhaustion caused by having to take care of them. But when they are sick we all know they need and want mommy anyways, she gives the extra love that heals them quicker.
Glad he is on the mend now.

I had to comment also I hope you won't mind..but as a recently retired daycare provider of 15 years.

Pink eye itself is highly contagious and spreads very quickly. I would have likely asked that he stay home with you for just one more day doctors note or not. Not only to prevent the spread to the other children in care but here is the other side of the coin.

As the provider if I were to catch pink eye I would be unable to provide care for your child or anyone elses.

I could in fact have your child come back that day then I catch pink eye from your child, then I am unavailable to YOU and the other parents for another 2 days.

Then financially I also lose pay for those days as usually it works that if I the provider is unavailable to care for your child you do not have to pay.( no sick days for self employed).

I was only making 29 dollars per day per child and never took more than 3 children at any time.( so not making big bucks...but every penny counted in my household, and no benefits for prescriptions etc.)

so from her perspective...or mine..
That is likely why she wanted him home another day with you just to be sure the meds clear it up good for the sake of everyones requirements.

 
At Friday, July 21, 2006 10:17:00 AM, Blogger kim said...

im sooooooooo sorry ...and here i was being just like a man and being self absorbed with work and stuff...
how can you ever forgive me???? HOWWWWWWWWWWWWW?????
Im here for you now ...you can count on me... I SWEAR
ok ...i gotta go to work first but then im HERE for ya !!
*sterile hugs*
*hands you some wipies*
*sprays lysol*

 
At Friday, July 21, 2006 11:03:00 AM, Blogger Misha said...

I'm so glad I'm not you right now!

*grinning and plugging ears while running away from Nikki's gurgled scream and incoming kick*

Just kidding. I hope Connor feels better and that Lauren doesn't get what he has and that Charles does because karma is a bitch. :)

 
At Friday, July 21, 2006 12:36:00 PM, Blogger Rainman said...

I dont do vomit... EVER
I dont do snot or boogers hanging from a kids nose.
I dont do eye boogers either.

I feel your pain but your on your own. Does that sound like hubby?
See ya gotta go to work!

Oh and I stopped at my local DQ yesterday because of you. Can you say German Chocolate Blizzard. MMMMMM

 
At Friday, July 21, 2006 12:39:00 PM, Blogger Nikki said...

Joy - I'm afraid I'm default since he starting making a whole heck of a lot more than I did - that was about 5 minutes ago. And you're welcome.

Superstar - A GODDESS? hmmmm maybe.

Brandi - I can so tell you have kids too. LOL

HK - YOU ARE NOT ALONE.

Kat - sorry you're sick. Feel better soon.

Blair - Connor has had it once before and I was deeply shocked that he could go back the next day. The woman did the best - even I have to agree with that - I'll still sulk though. LOL

 
At Friday, July 21, 2006 1:59:00 PM, Blogger Nikki said...

Carm - No more hugging and kissing on my kid giving him your cooties and making him sick (snicker)

Quinn - I know it's really contagious, that's why I was so tickled at first. And I totally understand it was for everybody's good - really - I'm not being a smarty pants. I just get frustrated sometimes (have I mentioned how much I despise being at home?)

Kim - (tackles you) - DUDE! Lysol will kill my cats. But thank you for being there for me (so I could takle you)

Misha - Karma is a bitch isn't it, but I hope Charles doesn't get sick - He whines so much. LOL

Rain man - You are such a MAN! - and that's not meant as a compliment, even though I know you'll take it as one.

 
At Friday, July 21, 2006 7:28:00 PM, Blogger carmachu said...

Fine, no more cooties, but I still reserve the right to teach him bad habits....*grin*

 
At Sunday, July 23, 2006 3:13:00 AM, Blogger Mel said...

Godamighty!
I have been deathly busy at work and was entertaining company when I got home, barely enough time to post a half-assed post each day and visit maybe two blogs to try to keep abreast of everyone, or I would have seen all this sooner.
Criminy, Nikki. I hope you're all done with the miseries. I see from your next post that you have some good news - congratulations! Oh, wait - I'll go tell you on that post.

 

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