Friday, December 31, 2010
Don't get me wrong...we got to spend some wonderful time with the Irishman's family. We spent a day in town. We played in the snow. We had a lovely Christmas.
We also got the flu.
I'd had plans to take a new picture for the blog header in front of Blackrock Castle.
Instead we got the flu.
The Irishman and I have no local babysitter in Florida. We had been talking about going to see "Little Fockers" on a real date night. We'd talked about going out for a meal together...alone. We had the best intentions for our fantastic family babysitters.
Instead we got the flu.
Morgan went to the doctor this morning and his man flu was officially termed "severe influenza" and he was advised not to travel for a week.
We were supposed to fly home in the morning.
The doctor also saw Caitlin and put her on an antibiotic. If you are keeping count that makes three doctor visits, three cases of the flu, and three infections requiring antibiotics.
It isn't the way I expected this trip to go...
Unfortunately I do not have time to take off work waiting for the Irishman to recover from the flu. I am not quite 100% myself, but I have been on my medicine a little longer than the others and am on the mend. I had to make a really tough decision this morning. I am second guessing myself every chance I get.
I am heading back across the pond tomorrow without the Irishman or Caitlin.
I've never been away from her. I am heartbroken. At first I was thinking of the positive. I can take it easy and rest. I can sleep on the flight. Missing the flight with the baby. The nice bits.
Instead all I can think about is being away from the baby. We are going to set up the web cam before school in the morning. They have promised to send me lots of pictures.
I still don't know how I am going to get through the week. I know that it will all work out and that Caitlin will be in the best hands, but I know she is going to miss me. And I am going to miss her. The thought of her calling out, "Momma!" breaks my heart. I struggled to make it through story time tonight without tearing up.
Please pray for us!
Monday, December 27, 2010
I sent the Irishman to the 'chemist' yesterday to pick up some cough medicine for me. I gave him very specific directions about which one to get. For reasons I won't go into, they would not sell him any cough medicine unless I'd been seen by a doctor. Great.
We tried calling the local healthline, but that led to an appointment at the local urgent care center. The very nice doctor said it is most likely viral. I have the flu and I just have to wait it out. My cough was outrageous, so I did get a prescription for some cough medicine, but the "chemist" looked at the list I'd written down of the over the counter medicines I was used to from the States and she sold me a bottle of that instead. Translation? We paid 68 euros for a diagnosis of flu and a bottle of Robitussin.
I've spent the day in bed fighting a cough and fever. I am finally starting to feel human again. Morgan, Caitlin, and I are sharing a room. I was a mess at 5am and moved into the front room instead. I was spending all my energy trying not to cough and wake Caitlin, so sleep was not going to happen. I missed the cousin's birthday party this afternoon, but the Irishman took lots of pictures for me.
For now we are going to work on NOT sharing these germs...
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
The good news? Caitlin is finally on the mend. She had been running a fever and coughing for the last few days. She was much better tonight in time for a party at her cousin's house this afternoon.
The bad news? My throat is killing me tonight. It looks like I'll need some of that Irish tea to warm me up and sooth my throat. My brother-in-law joked that I've caught the local disease....as in drinking tea.
There is still snow on the ground, though we have missed seeing any snowfall. It is cold, but that makes it all the more fun to stay bundled up in front of the fire.(Not so much for Morgan's sister whose pipes froze! The headlines here are all about the winter weather dilemmas, but so far so good for us!) The Irishman and his brother are talking about taking their two little ones to see Santa in town tomorrow. We'll see if Caitlin likes an Irish Santa any more than his American counterpart!
Monday, December 20, 2010
I have to admit, my expectations this morning were low. The only part of the trip that was organized was the person staying at our house to watch the cats.
We were up until about 2 getting ready to celebrate "American Christmas" before we left. It must have a late night for Santa, too. We woke up to find a note telling Caitlin he made an early visit so she would not have to worry about fitting presents in her suitcase.
The Irishman also woke up with a stomach bug. I am pretty sure flying across the pond with a baby and a sick husband is up there with things I fear most.
It was a rough morning trying to celebrate "American Christmas", pack, clean, and not get sick. Despite it all, we had a lovely Christmas and thanks to Uncle Ken we got to the airport in one piece.
As for the flights, I'm afraid to speak too soon, but so far they could not have gone better. Caitlin and her daddy slept soundly through the flight to New York. (even I managed to doze a bit) We are now high above the Atlantic with free WiFi and a sleeping baby.
Friday, December 17, 2010
I guess her Daddy's efforts worked! He bought her Elmo #1 when she was sick in November. We now have Elmo #2 and Elmo #3....just in case. Every once in a while they all meet up and have an Elmo party.
It is funny to watch other kid's reactions when we go out.
"That baby has Elmo"
Honestly, he isn't my favorite, but I guess it could be worse! Her second favorite is Paddington Bear. If he wasn't so big or hard to replace I would be launching a Paddington Bear campaign.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
We have been singing a lot of 'C is for Cookie' at our house.*
Ruth snapped these cookie photos at the Breakfast with Santa last weekend.
Caitlin was FAR more interested in the candy than the cookies!
(These are my photos...still learning to use the new camera)
That's okay though because
C is for
* Disclaimer: If you watch the video you WILL be singing this song all day...and if your daughter's name is Caitlin you will be changing it to 'C is for Caitlin' in no time at all. That is good enough for me!
It is just after 6am and I am about to pack up cookies and cards to give to some of our favorite coworkers. Because C is for Cookie...
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
Thankfully she didn't hold a grudge. Santa must not have either. On his way back to the North Pole he stopped to check in with Caitlin.
They had a nice little chat and Santa suggested we take an extra photo or two. Guess he wanted to get past the little screaming incident...
This breakfast has become one of our favorite holiday events! (Click Here to See Last Year's Pictures)
Morgan had RSVP'd this year before they'd event sent out the official invitations at work. It should be no surprise that Caitlin was the first on the list for Santa! They provide fantastic free 8x10s of the pictures, but a certain Irishman has been known to wait for the crowd to die down before asking the nice people in the IT department to email a copy to him.
Because no breakfast with Santa would be complete without an official family photo with the man in red!
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Don't let the sad
Caitlin was begging for White Chocolate Buttons.
How can you say no to that face? Even Rafa wanted to get in on the fun. He didn't get too close though. I'm not sure if it was the baby he was afraid of or the thought that we'd find a costume for him....again!
Monday, December 6, 2010
A few weeks ago I picked out a small Christmas tree for Caitlin's room. I have no idea why I felt she needed this tree, but suddenly I could picture it there. The Irishman just shook his head and went along with it...
Putting the ornaments on was a bit like her hair bows. She understood what she wanted to do, she just couldn't quite get how to make it stay.