Midweek Journal

I can't wait until the first week of spring-like weather. I'm going to throw the windows open and flush out all the germs. Every surface will get scrubbed with some industrial strength, un-green cleaner. I need to de-germ the place. Because we keep getting sick this winter.

Ian is running a 102 fever and is puking on beds and sofas. There is a pile of damp sheets in the bathroom. He spent the night in bed with us. I'm waiting for the doctor's office to open, so we can get that pink medicine that he likes so much. It started off as a cold and a sore throat and has been slowing building steam. He's got an infection somewhere.

It's a good thing that Steve took off this week to watch the kids, because there is no way we could have sent him in. This is the first of two week-long breaks this spring. Well, there are actually three weeks that I have to figure out, since Ian and Jonah have different weeks off in April. I have a different spring break from the kids.

We continue to struggle with school breaks and illnesses with in a 2 career family. I really hate to use up all of Steve's vacation time with this stuff. Reason #269 that I'm really, really looking forward to working from home after May.


9 thoughts on “Midweek Journal

  1. Coincidence (or sucky winter): we’re having a tough week, too. E, our asthmatic, got a cold over the weekend, and therefore has been having frequent asthma attacks His usual child care program didn’t have the enrollment to run a vacation week camp. 😦 And I was reluctant to send a kid with asthma and a cold to a brand new program where they’d have no idea what is a normal cough and what is his asthma cough. So I kept the kids out of camp the whole week, with my husband taking off on Monday and me doing the juggle the rest of the week (shhh, don’t tell that I’m bringing the kids to my class today–it’s the last day of class and I’m doing a review for the final and letting them out early, but still). My Tues/Thurs classes are at 7 am, so my husband just goes a little late to work, and I got a proctor for the exam in my Tues afternoon class. And Fridays are always off here at Career-OrientedUniversity so our students can go work (or, more frequently, recover from their Thursday night partying).
    And I’m typing here instead of 1. grading (but then I left a folder of papers in the office and can’t hand back today’s class’s papers anyway), 2. writing up my final exams because the copy center wants them yesterday, or 3. showering.


  2. This is the one area where no amount of advanced planning can help unless you are lucky enough and wealthy enough in money or resources to have a caring au pair and/or house manager who will also babysit in a pinch. I think back up child care doesn’t work for sick kids…they need someone they are familiar with. You guys are just lucky it happened this week. It totally sucks.


  3. Don’t we all wish for a Marian Robinson in these situations? Ah, for a world where I get along with my mother well enough to live near her and call upon her for emergency illness coverage!


  4. Yes! My mom helps out, but she’s stretched so thinly. She’s the Marian Robinson to four other grandchildren and two dying old ladies who have no family of their own. Not to mention my pathetic father who can’t make a ham sandwich on his own.
    Funny Belkin post on Robinson.
    Steve just took Ian to the doctor’s. It’s strep.


  5. Sorry about the sickness. I don’t know if scrubbing the house will stop it. Once when I was little, the doctor had to dose our whole family (sick and healthy) with antibiotics to stop us from passing strep to each other. This started in the winter and after school ended we were still passing it back and forth.


  6. The Belkin thing is right on. Close family support comes with a price (for instance the need to reciprocate in some form) and demands a lot of compromises. What are the odds that you see eye-to-eye with your mother or mother-in-law on sweets, diet, safety, TV, discipline, potty training, back-sleeping, etc.? (When an old chum of mine had her daughter visiting relatives, she made up a set of very cute t-shirts with fabric paint for the daughter to wear during the visit. One t-shirt was a reminder about the family’s vegetarianism, and the other was a reminder not to feed her candy.) It might be OK if it’s just an emergency thing, but if there is ongoing care, you can’t really dictate to someone who is doing you a big, big favor.


  7. Oh man, that was exhausting. I ran a final exam review where one student kept expressing incredulity that I was expecting them to know this stuff. “Is there any way to study for this without re-reading everything?” Me to myself: “You expect me to believe you did the reading in the first place?” Meanwhile, my kids were in my office playing Webkinz with the student assistant keeping just enough of an eye on them to make sure they weren’t kidnapped or setting the office on fire. Then I did some administrative paperwork and phone calls. It was the longest 2.5 hours of my life, I swear! The only reason E held out was that I promised him cereal straws if he behaved. (I hate cereal straws on principle, so it makes a great motivator.)


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