2019 Already?!

How is it already 2019?!  I feel like I am officially old, because I have pondered this question way too many times in the last week!

Seriously, where has time gone?

Another year gone.  Another Christmas season gone.  But mostly, I cannot help but see that my little baby all the sudden seems like he is three going on thirteen.  And next thing I know he’ll be going off to college.

I suppose my first post of 2019 should be spent reflecting on 2018, but I’m still trying to decompress from the last two weeks!  You see, first Little MPB had pneumonia which require more doctors and emergency room visits then I care to remember.  This also necessitated an extra week off from work, which resulted in working weird hours, and eating way too much take-out food and completely neglecting our wedding anniversary.  Then, at the same time, the Christmas rush started, which involved travel with a sick toddler (doctors assured us he was fine to travel and see other people), spending time with family, sleeping in unfamiliar beds, and even sneaking in a date night.  Then, we got home, and started hosting friends and family from out of town.  Of course, these visits are never without unnecessary drama, but this time with a dose of mean and cruel behaviour added into the mix.  And of course Mr. MPB and I argued more then I’d like, but alas, I think that’s almost normal when life is so busy and stressful and exhausting.  

And all the while, we stuck with potty training.  (For what it’s worth, don’t start potty training a kid right before Christmas).  Our plan was simple, no more daytime diapers and/or pull-ups.  And, we’ve stuck to it.  I am happy to report, we pretty much have pee figured out.  I’m not so happy to report that poops are very much still a work in progress.  But my favourite piece of unsolicited Christmas potty training advice is:

it feels like never ending hell when your living in potty training.  But then one day, you realize they’ve figured it out and you move onto your next parenting challenge and don’t really remember how hard it was.

So, here’s to hoping we move onto another parenting challenge sooner rather then later!  And, maybe, if we are lucky, 2019 will also bring us some much needed calmer and happier moments too!

Wishing everyone a wonderful 2019!

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As a parent, I think by now I should know to expect the unexpected…

Photo Source: Office.com Clip Art

This week, was supposed to be a typical pre-Christmas week.  Meaning, work Monday through Friday while Little MPB would be at daycare.  But, no over-time as I don’t have any deadlines until January.  Wrap presents in the evening, after Little MPB goes to bed.  Eat home cooked meals.  Enjoy the odd glass of wine and/or Candy Cane Martini.  Maybe even celebrate our wedding anniversary.  Get back into a routine of writing.

Instead, our week went like this: Saturday notice Little MPB had a little cough.  Sunday notice a Little MPB was rather snotty.  Monday, Little MPB was sent home from daycare with a moderate fever and basically pull an all-nighter with a sick little boy.  Tuesday afternoon we were at the doctor (with high fevers and his history of pneumonia I wasn’t waiting any longer), sent for chest x-rays and under direction to start antibiotics right away and to force fluids.  Pull another all-nighter. Wednesday morning, receive a confirmation of pneumonia, notify daycare, notify grandparents/friends, snuggle in for a long day, continue forcing fluids, etc.

I’m thankful our doctor was willing to start antibiotics prior to the x-ray confirmation simply because it meant we got a head start on treatment.  We are able to keep him home from daycare all week (not that we have a choice), but we really don’t want him to miss out of all the Christmas fun with family so getting the pre-confirmed diagnosis medication should give him a head start on being well enough to enjoy Christmas.

I’m also thankful we know what we are dealing with because at least it means we don’t have a mystery illness to deal with.  Also, because he had pneumonia last year, we sort of know what to expect, and we aren’t nearly as scared as we were last year.

But I do have to say this pneumonia diagnosis has meant: no wedding anniversary celebration, no home cooked meals (thank god for take-out), 5am wake-ups to get some work in before Little MPB is up for the day, rushed present wrapping, etc.  Basically, instead of a relaxed pre-Christmas week, it’s felt like a busy overtime week, just with lots of snuggles, tv time and basically force feeding Little MPB fluids.  Needless to say, my relaxing pre-Christmas week never happened.

Photo Source: Adapted from Office.com Clip Art

Here’s to hoping Little MPB keeps improving and we don’t find ourselves spending Christmas in the emergency room.  And that neither Mr. MPB or I get pneumonia as our Christmas gift.

As an aside, I’m not sure that I’ll get back to regular writing now until the New Year. So, I will end today by wishing everyone a wonderful Christmas and a very Happy New Year!  I know this season isn’t easy, with all of life’s expectations on our shoulders and memories of those we’ve lost often taking centre stage in our minds.  Sending all my love to those who are struggling this year.

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