Light at the end of the tunnel

First, an update on little Bry... he is still very sick. Fever last night was 104.3. Today it is down to the 102 range. Still high, but better. He does not have pnemonia... and what ever he has has moved into his eyes, so they are all bloodshot and goupy... sorry that may be TMI! The DR thinks it is either bronchialitis (sp?) or a cold on top of some asthma and allergies. So he is on a perscription antihistimine/cough syrup, breathing treatments, eye drops, tylenol and motrin... I am praying hard that he feels better soon... not only bc it is so hard to see him so sick and lethargic, but also bc we are planning to go to Port Aransas this weekend, and it will totally crush the other boys to have to cancel the trip!

OK... so the drama.... I took 18 4 and 5 year old kids to the Zoo yesterday for our field trip. Clint took a sick day to take care of Bry so I could go have a break and go on the funnest day of the year with my kids... crazy, but fun! When I got home, I headed to my room to change clothes and check email, and my entire bedroom floor was covered in water. I couldnt figure out if it was my waterbed leaking (a quick, easy, cheap thing to fix) or if it was coming thru the wall from the bathroom (messy, time consuming, and super expensive to fix)... and it was the latter. We have a busted pipe in our master bathroom. Clint went to the street to turn off the water while I headed for the towels and mop. We got the mess cleaned up... kinda... and headed to my mom and dads to drop off the kids and head to Lowes. We have taken the 4 of them to Lowes before, but it is a total zoo, so since Mimi and PawPaw are way more fun that Lowes, we went with that option. We decided that we were going to have to spend quite a bit of money anyways on the tile and it was going to be hard to match and patch it, so we decided to just go ahead and retile the whole thing. Well, while we were there, I got to talking about my yukky old bathtub and the hard water stains and rust that we cant got off of it (we now have a water softener, but it was too late for the tub). There is also some cracks in it, so it is impossible for me to get it very clean, and if we are going to replace it, now is the time while we are breaking out all of the old tile.... SO.... I talked clint into a new bathtub. As we were pricing those, we saw a spa-jet tub ON SALE, and mothers day is right around the corner, and it was not going to cost thatmuch more in the big scheme of things, so we went for it!!! yay!!! I have always wanted one of those!! Happy mothers day to me!! So it is super annoying that we are down to one bathtub right now, (especially since we have company coming on thursday!) but my light at the end of the tunnel is that in a few weeks, I hope to be basking in my new spa bath tub with cool jets, reading a good book and sipping on something indulging! (*fingers crossed real tight*)

On a totally different subject, my little nephew (my "best" nephew) was due last week and he is still cookin.... We are praying for you, Jarrell! And we are ready for you to come and meet your precious momma and daddy! Angie... you hang in there! We love you and we cant wait to see you as a mommy!

When it rains it pours!

Little bry has had a cough since friday, but it was nothing more than just a cough. Well at our 1st sunday meal at church, he coughed until he puked... all. over. everywhere.... surrounded by all our friends... poor baby. We still wrote it off as allergies, drainage, a tickle, etc bc he was just as happy as can be and no fever, etc. So we took him back to church Sun night. The lady in the nursery said he didnt seem like he felt good, so we headed out to the car, and he coughed again until he puked again all. over. the. car. Yukk. We got him home, his fever was 103.8, we drugged him up and put him to bed. He woke up several times during the night coughing, puking, etc. I took him to the dr this morning (with my other 2 banchies tagging along). You dont realize how time those patient rooms are until you have 2 very healthy, energetic little boys and one very not-healthy, fussy, unhappy baby all in the same room. Just thinking about it makes me sweat. The dr thinks it is pnemonia. So we had to go do some lab work (still with my 2 extra friends)... it was awful. They said the results would only take 5 minutes so we could just wait in the waiting room, where they were playing "Finding Nemo" (God bless Nemo!) But again, Bry got to coughing. I tried his drink, his passie, but I was too late. He barfed all. over. mommy!!! In the waiting room, so we got up to leave, and I am literally dripping, leaving a trail all the way out the door and to my car. As we round the corner, TA-DA Daddy to the rescue. I called him when I found out we were doing blood tests and a chest xray but he was in a meeting so he could judt drop everything and leave. But he got there just in time to back track my steps and use the Clorox wipes (that I keep in my car for situations just like these) to clean up my dripping trail, apologize to the front desk and ask them to call my cell with the results.

So we headed home for a bath, some spray-n-wash, and a load of laundry and got back into the car to head to the chest xray. Clint took the 2 big boys to the courthouse with him to pay $150 for his ticket that he got last week for not having his seatbelt on (as he was pulling out of the parking lot and reaching back to put it on.... but that is a whole nother post!!), and I went to the healthcenter for the xray... this time carrying a big bowl/bucket... just in case! They got us back super fast but the xray itself was PURE MISERY... they strapped him in the most awful contraption and I cried right along with him. It was quick and the man was very nice. We put his shirt back on and he was fine as soon as we got back outside where he could see the birds. He loves the birds! It was about 120 degrees outside (or maybe I am a bit melodramatic when I am stressed, but whatever, it was HOT), and we get into my car, and you guessed it, the battery is dead... I cried again, called clint, and you guessed it again, TA-DA, daddy to the rescue!! We got 'er started back up, drove thru McDonalds (God bless McD's), and now we are all back in our cool, quiet, air-conditioned home napping.

I am almost scared to get back into my car to go get Micah for fear of what will happen next......
I will keep you posted on lil Bry.