Ali has the full-on crud. Fever, snotty, terrible cough. I really need her NOT to be sick, and I REALLY need not to get it myself. I am giving a double baby shower on Saturday, and the last thing that says “Welcome to my home, pregnant Mommies!!” is a cough that sounds like a seal and snot that pours like a greenish colored fountain.
She hasn’t been sleeping too good, so I dug around last night trying to find the cranky medicine. It’s her prescription cold meds, and I rarely use them because they make her cranky enough to audition for “Grumpy Old Men: The Prequel” (If she were a boy, I suppose).
However, I thought it would help her cough less, and, therefore, sleep.
The only one I could find had an expiration of 11/08. I knew I had a newer one but couldn’t find it anywhere. I considered it, I asked Chris, and we agreed that it SHOULD be okay. So I gave it to her.
If you’ve ever wondered what happens to a medication after it’s expiration date, it apparently turns into pure caffeine.
Yeah. It took her FOREVER to fall asleep.
AND it still had the crankifying effect.
Needless to say, I called her doctor this morning and got them to call me in a current, and DIFFERENT cold medicine. With something in it that will make her sleep, please. We’ll see how it works.
So. Here’s to hoping that Ali will be over it in a miraculously fast pace and that I won’t get it, despite some very slimy snotty kisses that I’ve received over the past two days. Oh, and despite the fact that I forgot to not share a fork with her at lunch.
Yeah, I might need some of your prayers.
So, on that note, I’ve had a couple of random “You Know You’re a Mommy When” moments in the past two days:
1. You know you’re a Mommy when you’re out and about alone, and drive for twenty minutes before you realize that you’re listening to Veggie Tales.
2. You know you’re a Mommy when you call your husband back and your opening line is, “Sorry, I couldn’t make it to the phone. I had a thermometer in a butt.”
3. You know you’re a Mommy when after receiving a kiss from your toddler and realizing that the saliva left on your lips was a bit thicker than it was supposed to be, deducing, of course, that it was snot, and your first thought is not “EEEW GROSS”, but “I need to sanitize my mouth so I don’t get her cold. Can you put Purell on your lips??”
Feel free to add to the list. And pray that I don’t get sick.