At Home With Pink Eye

I am not going to lie, yesterday was not the best day.  Olin had to stay home from school due to the pink eye and I have come down with a cold myself.  A strange cold in fact... I have an incredibly sore throat and every time I swallow I get this blinding pain in my right ear.  I was sure that it was strep throat or an ear infection or both and that I wouldn't be able to treat it with antibiotics because of the baby.  And then I did what I always tell myself not to do... I checked my symptoms on WebMD.  The first result of my search... esophageal cancer.  Well, that kicked my hypochondria into overdrive as WebMD searches usually do - what is wrong with that site?  Why must cancer or something equally terrifying always pop up first in their potential diagnoses?  Luckily, I went to the doctor this morning and he confirmed that it is in fact just a cold and prescribed me two different nasal sprays to hopefully relieve this awful pain in my ear.

Anyway, trying to entertain a 2 year old without leaving the house (for fear of spreading our pink eye and cold germs to an already very sick city) and not feeling so hot myself proved to be a challenge.  And as luck would have it, Olin didn't nap well and was only interested in doing things he wasn't supposed to be doing (namely, putting CD's in and out of my laptop, unwinding the toilet paper in the bathroom and repeatedly flushing the toilet).  He had a melt down each time I told him "no" or when I suggested something else like playing with his toys, working on puzzles, or reading books.  The minutes passed like hours and as the day went on, my fear of having two of these little guys around the house put me in an all out panic.

But then, the events of the day were nearly completely erased from memory when at 5pm, Olin ran over to me and gave me a tight squeeze around my legs and when I bent down to give him a hug and rub his back, he so carefully said in his sweet little voice "I love you, mommy" and then gave me a big kiss on the lips.  Now how can it get better than that?  That little guy seems to make my day every day no matter what.

And the highlight of Olin's day... hot chocolate in a "daddy" mug.  Okay, not really hot chocolate, half whole milk and half chocolate almond milk.  Lucky for me, he doesn't know the difference...