I’ve been pretty MIA around here lately because we’re recovering from what can only be described as a crappy four weeks. If Dante had written of ten circles of hell, I’m pretty sure the tenth would have involved sick twins.
Mr. Blue & I both work outside the home. We have fairly decent hours compared to other jobs in our profession, but we’re the only people in each of our respective positions. If we’re not able to do our work, it just accumulates until we return. Cue the Baby Dudes getting sick. And by sick, I mean neither the perpetual daycare sniffles not-so-fondly referred to as “baby kennel cough” at our house, nor anything critical or life threatening. I mean just sick enough that they weren’t allowed to be at daycare and they felt miiiiiiiserable.
In the span of 4 weeks, they each were able to attend daycare about 5 days, though some of those days they were sent home early when a fever popped up. We went to the pediatrician multiple times and were told it was a stomach virus and to wait it out, and then that it was another stomach virus and a cold and to wait it out, and then that there was an ear infection, and then that it was a cold but they wanted to do lab work, and then that one had c diff, and then that they had another virus, and then that they had respiratory infections aggravated by allergies for which we needed to add two medicines and some breathing treatments. Good times were had by all….said no one. Our little guys were just not feeling good, and they perpetually had one thing or the other that was a violation of our daycare’s sick policy.
Typically, one of us will take a day off to watch the boys and then the other one will the next day. We look at our schedules to figure out who has obligations that can’t be put off and then decide who will stay home which day, if needed. This round of sickness just kept going though, and we were quickly burning through our leave time, plus work was piling up. In the past when we can’t take off and need back-up childcare, a family friend that is our go-to local babysitter will watch them or my mom has driven down (4 hours away) to stay with us a day or two. The problem with this four week stretch was that our normal babysitter had an injured back and my mom had other important obligations, like taking care of my 93-year old grandma. This meant we were on our own and had no other back-up daycare set up.