Rainbow Week

This past week was "rainbow week" at school. On Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday the little ones were supposed to wear a predetermined color pairing for the day.

Needless to say, we made it such fun and even included Lauren - and also got in lots of practice time with my new backdrop stand and white paper!

Monday - Orange

Tuesday - Purple or Blue

Wednesday - Green (Lauren did match in the morning, but had a diaper blow out that required an outfit change!)

 

Wordless Wednesday

Sleeping Beauty

Sleep is something that is very hard to come by around our house these days. Between three sick children, one sick Mommy, and the general sleep patterns of a six month old - I probably average around three total hours in any given night. Mind you - that is not consecutive. I cannot remember the last time I had a dream, as my body never actually gets the chance to sleep long enough to enter into REM sleep.

Our littlest princess has been, by far, the toughest challenge when it comes to the sleep department. At six and a half months old, she still wakes about every 2 1/2 to 3 hours at night.

I will admit that sometimes we give in and she winds up sleeping with us...whatever we can do to get even just 20 more minutes is fine by me. We did the same thing with Ella when she was an infant and she turned out just fine...so why not?!

Typically, I am solo with the trio, which leads me to be even more lenient with Lauren, as it can be quite chaotic getting all three down at the same time.

But....when she does sleep, the sweetness will take your breath away....

Aidan's Trip to the ER

Thursday night brought about a first for the Parker household....croup officially made its' debut!

We had JUST managed to get the children and myself finally all healthy (the twins had ear infections and bronchitis, Lauren had ear infections, and I was diagnosed with bronchitis and borderline pneumonia), and then Aidan came home from school with a runny nose.

He went to bed just fine, but woke up at about 9:15 in a coughing fit and when I walked into his room, the look of panic in his eyes spoke more than he ever needed....he could not breathe and it was bad. He managed to get out a few wheezes and desperate gasps for air as I grabbed him up and took him immediately downstairs, called Mike at worked and threatened calling 911 if he wasn't home in less than 3 minutes, and whisked him onto the front porch into the cold air. Though the croup had never entered our household before, but I knew enough about it to know that he needed either shower steam or cold air.

Mike made it home, took one look at him and ran with him out the door to the Emergency Room. I made it there shortly after once Grandmommy and Grandaddy arrived to stay with Ella and Lauren.

It was scary.....his breathing was retracted and he was using accessory muscles in order to breathe. But after a nice dose of steroids and a breathing treatment, he turned the corner and was back to his normal self in no time.

They kept us there for an few hours for observation, in which time he wanted to know all about every button and knob in the room, where the bathroom was, where the refrigerator was, what they did in each room, and on and on!

See....a little medication and he is happy and ready to go:

...and so, at about 1:20 AM, we were sent home.