Strep Positive

We just can not seem to get healthy around here, y'all.

Yesterday I was feeling worse by the minute. I knew I was going down. I went to an urgent care and learned quickly that I have Strep.

To be honest, I was kind of glad it was Strep because my first thought was YAY DRUGS. I am a fan of modern medicine. More specifically, I am a fan of the antibiotic. So I hopped right on that train. I started the drugs 24 hours ago and I'd say my pain level has decreased by 90%. So thankful. 

And then there's this girl...

She is ALL TODDLER. She wants to walk everywhere and doesn't want to be carried. While this is cute, it is also quite problematic as she pays no mind to the intended destination. For instance, while I was taking the photo above I was repeatedly saying "Let's go to the car, Ellie. Ellie Paige... this way! This way, Ellie, let's get in the car!". And she just kept walking up and down the sidewalk, ignoring me. Don't try to hold her hand, and don't you dare try to pick her up. MIND OF HER OWN, Y'ALL.

Oh you, know, just enjoying some milk while watching her fave show. 

My sister is now a trunk keeper for Matilda Jane Clothing. LORD HELP ME. The clothes. I can't stop. Seriously.  Anyways, the other day we stopped by my sister's house and Jaclyn (Trunk keeper #615, y'all) informed me that this release included a hat that she felt Ellie really needed to try on. So then this happened:

It's just more than I can handle.

The Last 3 Days

At what age is it safe to administer cold medicine to children? Cause that needs to be now.

My poor pumpkin girl has had a head full of snot for 3 days and 3 nights. All day. All night. Her eyes and nose are just pouring out all day, which has been fun. But the real miserable part of it all is night time. The girl can't breathe. You can hear her trying to breathe and she just can't. So she moans and cries in her sleep. Add on to this that she is getting 2 new bottom teeth and this is just getting pitiful.

There was a moment last night, at 1:00am, where she was so worked up and so miserable and just couldn't breathe at all, so we sat on the couch together and snuggled and watched Bubble Guppies. Her congestion is making her talk funny, which is pretty cute. Anyways... I'm just praying that this ends soon. We haven't slept for several hours in a row in several days, which makes me not so functional during the day. Ellie was a ridiculously easy newborn when it came to sleep, so I feel like maybe we are getting our payback now!

I'm currently on a cleanse. I think I'm on Day 11. It's all running together. All I know is that I haven't had a Diet Coke in 11 days (LORD HELP US ALL) and I haven't had good food either. I'm seeing results though, and my lower back has stopped hurting. I am pretty sure there were some kidney stones just waiting to happen. I'm drinking 10 cups of water a day right now so hopefully all of that madness won't occur!

Grant is currently hunting with my brother-in-law (it's duck season, y'all) but I'm very much looking forward to this afternoon after he gets home. After a week of a clingy, sicky toddler, I'm going out for some alone time. I don't know what I'll do... perhaps I'll read a book. Perhaps I'll Christmas shop. Maybe I'll go get a pedicure. The world is my oyster!

The Busiest Bee

So, last weekend we had the stomach bug. GOOD TIMES.

I have much higher hopes for this weekend. Especially because this week has gotten progressively better. I don't know if she was still getting over the sickness or what, but Monday - Wednesday of this week, our little Ellie was a little stinker. Every day, she had a standard method of operation:

1. Wake up 1-2 hours earlier than usual

2. Demand breakfast IMMEDIATELY

3. Eat breakfast

4. Throw a fit

5. Play with something dangerous

6. Throw an even bigger fit when mommy takes the dangerous object away

7. Take a nap

8. Wake up in a bad mood

I was kinda going bonkers. But thankfully, this morning she woke up and was back to herself. I was very thankful for this. And tonight, we went to our church Fall festival, just like we did last year. Except last year, our little munchkin was about 3 months old and was an Elliephant. 

Last year we pushed her around in the stroller and people ooh'd and aah'd over her and then we went home.

This year... she's 15 months old... and she's walking.

AND SHE'S A BUSY BEE

She is everywhere. Homegirl ain't posin' for no photos. 

At the Fall festival, she waved at people and pet some ponies and some goats. She shared a cupcake with her daddy and took off running multiple times. She tried to climb into a jump-house inflatable thing with a bunch of 5 year olds. I pulled her away. She screamed. 

My girl was ready to party. 

Seriously though, it was so much fun. She had a head piece she was supposed to wear that had antennae but she wanted nothing to do with it. Sigh. 

I can't imagine how it will be next year when she can actually eat candy :)

One Night Before Bedtime

One night, I found this little girl in the utility room, peering in at the dryer, watching the clothes go round and round.

Then she toddled over to me, holding her bunny by the ears, and said "Hi, Mommy!"

The same bunny that her Aunt Jaclyn gave me when I was about 9 weeks pregnant.

We didn't even know if she was a boy or a girl. We hadn't even really announced it.

And here she is. In my laundry room. Holding her bunny. Saying "Hi, Mommy" and grabbing my face and kissing me.

And then my heart nearly explodes.

And the next morning, at 6:40am, she wakes up, hollering for "nummy nummy". And I walk in and ask her if she remembers that phase of her life when she slept till 8am for a few weeks. And then she laughed at me.

I'm just really thankful. 

That's all.