Something strange seems to happen every time Doe leaves town. Boba gets sick! And not just sniffles-and-cough sick, but SICK. Like, the kind that knocks you off your feet for several days and requires a trashcan by your side at all hours. Yep, we had another visit from the stomach bug fairy, and this time Boba was granted the visit, poor thing!
And why does this always seem to happen when our back-up childcare - I mean, my wonderful doting mother, a.k.a. Doe - leaves town? I really don't know. Of course, it just means that we have less hands to help us deal with other things, specifically the care of our other child, the infant Fox who fortunately NEVER caught the bug (thank GOD!). Anyway, poor Boba was ill for a few days with a fever and upset stomach, leaving her lethargic and sleepy for most of it. The photos above show her at the worst of the illness. I was so panicked at one point about the continuous vomiting that I thought, this is it, it's another kidney infection, we're going to the emergency room. But thank goodness for the very kind and calm doctor at the after-hours clinic who reassured me after some tests that it wasn't a UTI; it was gastroenteritis (which is no fun either but at least not some catastrophic emergency) and that she would be better in a couple of days. Which she was. But those of you who are familiar with the never-ending energy of little Boba would have been just as shocked and frightened by how tired and immobile she was those days. Really. I'm so glad it's over.And yes, Foxie never got it (another reason to rejoice to the heavens). He has been growing and delighting us every day with each and every new sound or move he makes. It really seems like he discovers one new thing each day.
Not quite crawling yet, but getting there!
He eats like a horse! Seriously, he eats about 3 times as much as Boba did at his age
In other news, the two siblings have been getting along so beautifully that, as Jason puts it, I just want to "bottle up those moments" for the future. Fox adores his sister! He laughs so easily every time she's in the room with him, and she is always asking to hold him or help feed him. Their age difference is such at the moment that they don't really play with each other, but often times they'll just do things together side-by-side, and as a mother it really is a beautiful sight.
In the meantime, Jason and I have been busy as ever - he is currently in a show in Coronado, and I am at work full-time still (yet another reason to be thankful). Fortunately, for the time being they both are sleeping very well (knock on wood), so we're not as crazy exhausted as we used to be. I never thought I would say this, but when Boba was Fox's age I was just a MESS, and now, even with two kids, I don't feel that way at all. Everything just feels so much smoother. So - two kids are easier than one? I'm not sure about that, exactly, but let's just say that I'm so much more easy going this time around than I was with her as a baby! Chalk it up to experience or something. :) Much love to all of you out there!
