I’m not sure if I will ever be able to keep up with this blog as well as I’d like…especially right now. Between photography, landscape design, morning sickness, and running after Charley…I have ZERO time to blog.
Nevertheless, things have been happening.
Last week was spent at the beach with the whole Marsh family. I don’t think words can describe the characters that were on this trip…living in the same insane house…for a whole week.
It was near perfect…even Andy, who notoriously gets bored on vacation, has been saying for days, “I wish I was at the beach”. Everybody had a blast.
Family totally rocks.
And because adjusting to life away from the beach wasn’t hard enough…Charley decided to throw in a case of roseola to spice things up. She woke up from her Sunday nap burning hot…seriously I’ve never felt a person that hot before. I took her temperature with the temporal thermometer we have, and it said normal. My mom is a human thermometer, and I was beginning to think she didn’t pass it on to me. But Charley was so not herself…clingy, fussy…I knew something was up. That night she slept awful, and it just happened that her 15 month well visit was the next morning. I ended up bringing our thermometer just to compare. Lo and behold her actual temp was 100.5…mine said 97.8…and that was with tylenol. Nice. After her appointment I ran to the drugstore and picked up a new one…got home and found out sister’s temp was now 102.5.
I feel pretty blessed that Charley went 15 months without having a major sickness. She’s had a few colds, but nothing like this. And honestly, I don’t think I realized how sick Charley was until after the fact. I’m convinced her fever was higher on Sunday just going by how hot she felt.
Still I kinda feel like Andy and I were oblivious. We gave her motrin and tylenol, but other than that we just let her be clingy with
us me. I always wondered what I would do when Charley eventually got sick. Well…it happened, and Andy and I conquered. High five.
And finally today she woke up fever free…but she added a rash to seal the roseola deal.
It’s funny…having a sick kid makes you forget how sick you feel.
So there you have it…our last two weeks in review. I’ll be 10 weeks with Baby Spencer #2 on Saturday…and even though I’m still nauseous…I can see the light at the end of the morning sickness tunnel. Thank the Lord.
Well…it’s 9:35…and like clockwork I’m ready for bed. Got a wedding to shoot tomorrow and then a sweet little newborn session Sunday morning. Very blessed to be so busy.