We're still here...

I'm tired... so I appologize if it sounds like lately all I update you on is how crazy things are around here. The beginning of this entry is probably going to sound like a vent... and thats probably because it is. This chickenpox has turned out to be a more worthy foe that I had dreamed it would be. Yesterday turned out to be awful. Abby was awful and we were stuck at home. Today I wouldn't be surprised if we headed into Beresford before even her first nap... I'm just that stretched thin and I really need someone to help me with her.

The itchies have kicked in hard core. I should be thankful that at least it took this long but frankly trying to keep Abby from doing ANYTHING is hard. She also started pulling out her hair like crazy so I am losing that battle too... :( I tried taking her outside around 4pm yesterday but she threw temper tantrums and screamed and was just not happy so we went back in. Later I realized her eyes might have just been sensitive. Too bad she won't leave sunglasses or a hat on at all. I think I couldve handled it better but she took one nap, one all day... and then she didn't even go to bed till 11pm and she fought me tooth and nail. I ended up getting pretty frazzled at one point and I'm sure if anyone had come into our house they wouldve turned right back around. She was crying, so I was crying and then she poked me in the eyes because she saw my tears so I cried harder and then she was bawling... I'm sure it would've been hilarious if I hadn't been so exhausted and Abby hadn't been so miserable.

Oh the things I will have to tell her when she gets older! Abby can't just do anything... she has to do everything to the extreme! I guess life is never dull but I will be glad when this stuff is done... The babies are doing good as far as I can tell, I've been dealing with off again on again morning nausea... though a lot of that could be due to how crazy this last week has been.

I did start putting Abby's antiviral medication into her bottle. The fight of shoving a tsp down her throat (we use the syringe) four times a day on top of some of the other things she has to take was getting to be too much. The ever enlarging stomach is turning out to be a slight disability when it comes to dealing with Abby's not feeling good.

This morning she is sitting next to me in the chair with her blanket watching her cartoons on PBS. At least she is for the moment. We've already had a few struggles this morning, she didnt wake up happy and I heard her crying at least twice last night. I'm sure something is bothering her but I don't know how to make her feel better. It's a little funny that through all of this she's become attached to her blanket. She holds it for naps now, and just carries it around a lot. (She never used to do this)

Well my house is a mess, my daughter looks like she lost a huge battle with mosquitos and I haven't showered in two days... With luck today will be better but at least I can be thankful that I 'have' to put up with all of this. There are so many people who would give anything to have a little girl.... even if she has to get chickenpox for a week... or two...

(by the way I chose the picture of cows because Abby likes the 'moos')