If I told my 20-year-old self I'd be sitting around at nearly 37 (omg, what? 37 already?) years of age Googling "yellow toddler poo", I may have re-thought some decisions. If you scan the search history on my iPhone from the last few days, I can tell you that it would be equal parts nauseating and fascinating, like a large pimple. And just as disgusting.
My daughter woke with weird red spots (not itchy) on her upper leg and a couple on her torso and back. They're not bothering her at all, but they sure bother me. My son has a strange tummy issue today. Of course, Easter Monday has been spent with my friend Dr. Google, trying to determine whether my beasts are contagious or if they're fine to attend school and the allergist (oh, fun) tomorrow.
My kids had a wonderful Easter with three parts of our extended families. Three solid days filled with the requisite chocolate, marshmallowy-substances-of-questionable-origin and copious amounts of ham. Three ham dinners in a row. Their poor wee digestive tracts are paying the consequences today.
I am sure my toddler has gone through at least five diapers on my watch, and another one before my husband even left the house this morning. Sour, mustardy, mucousy messes that make me gag and pity the poor little sugar-glutton. He has food sensitivities as it is, and the overload of salt and sugar likely has his system in overdrive. My job hasn't been glamorous today, to say the very least.
In addition to the sore tummies, they're both incredibly tired. They both napped today (an uncommon occurrence for my five-year-old) and are too grouchy to do much of anything.
Is this the stuff of which holidays are made? The pictures make it look so much more charming.
:( I hope they feel better soon. And pictures do make things look so much more joyous. That's why I don't photograph all the down moments we have each day. We just hope to forget those (eventually...)
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