Roses and Thorns

This week has just flown by in a haze of mostly thorny times but surely I can pick a rose or two.

The Thorns continue to be illness(es). Dave (just on the mend from his own sinus infection) was back with Nate at the emergency room last night after five straight hours of screaming (Nathan's, though I think Dave joined in at the end). I was trapped at work, doing nothing except being available for the problems of other people's children, hating with every part of my soul listening to the screaming over the phone, feeling powerless, and feeling like the world's worst mother. Of course he was magically cured for the three hours they spent in the ER and then picked up where he left off when they got home. I have always joked with parents that coming to the ER/ doctor's office makes children feel better, but it is less amusing when it is your own child. We saw our doctor this morning when he developed a fever and refused to eat or smile and he was diagnosed with a "viral syndrome". A fairly irritated throat is presumed to be the source of the screaming. Tylenol and naps seem to be the words for the day.

Roses: 1) Ear infection is gone, per the lovely doctor, so no more twice daily struggles to get amoxicillin into him.

2) My first Mother's Day was absolutely charming. Nathan managed to communicate to his father a desire to send me flowers, and even chose my favorite - colorful, fragrant lilies and daisies. I had a delicious Mother's Day brunch where Nathan was pronounced the best behaved child in the restaurant.

3) Nathan has rolled over again and again, proving it was not a fluke.

4) Spent a lovely afternoon in the park with friends, feeling, for all the world like a mother of leisure.

Friend Cecilia looking Oh, so cute in the park

Nathan blows a razzberry!