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What a weekend…
Juniper has developed a new hobby. Sticking things up her nose. Friday she sneezed out a Cheerio. Saturday I pulled out three wads of paper out of her right nostril. She then got one so far up there and stuck that I couldn’t get it out. She went to bed with it up her nose. My husband said to wait and see if it would come out on it’s own. It did, the next day, she sneezed it out on the way up to my parents house for Sunday dinner. BUT by that time she had manged to stick a BIG wad of paper or something up her left one. Grandma was nice enough to run us down to the clinic where three people had to wrap and hold Juniper while they pulled it out of her nose. Sam was quite distressed by it all so Grandma “Ba Ba” took her out to the waiting room.
Today. Yesterday we made sure to vacuum up the floors and throw away anything that was small enough to be stuck up places. But Juniper during her nap got into the closet and found Joshua’s old shoes. She some how ripped into them and had stuck pieces of foam up her nose. I was able to get it out the 3 times that she did it. 3 times. 3 times. THREE times
We took them to the doctors office again, this time their doctor, cause of Juniper and also because Samantha has had a fever since yesterday. We where thinking that maybe Juniper had a sinus infection. Turns out she doesn’t… We thought maybe, we where trying to figure out why in the world she keeps doing this. Does pulling stuff up you nose make you feel better? But yeah, the Juni is fine. Sam is the sickie, she still has a fever, runny nose, and is a bit grumpy but she’ll be ok. Poor bugs.
Juni’s been acting like a monster… Crying when I try to dress her. Crying when I change her. Crying when I leave the room. Crying when I put her to bed. Crying because she doesn’t want her cup, but then starts to cry when she doesn’t get to have her sisters.
Me and my husband have been stressssssssssssed and at our wit’s end. I am trying to be a good mother, really I am but sometimes I feel that adoption would be awesome. Just call and let me know how my girls are once a week. I’ll take them weekends.
I just have to keep on saying I love them I love them I love them I LOVE THEM. I LOVE THEM.