Croup Troup

So both the babies are officially sick. I was terrified thinking it was the swine flu (not that it terrifies me otherwise?). Ian rushed June off to CHEO Tuesday night because her fever was 105 and she was coughing like a madwoman. It's so hard to let her go without me but I had to stay back with the baby so I wouldn't risk getting her sick, too.
Apparently they don't even test you for it anymore. We just got information on how to take care of her. She sometimes wasn't even responsive it was SO terrible. She did hum the Disney song at the beginning of Wall E which just broke my heart even more because her voice was so raspy and cut out a lot into a whisper.

So we go for Rosie's shots yesterday and bring June along to be checked out because she's not getting any better. Dr Robert (aka the coolest guy on planet Earth) said that we were dealing with Croup. It's the worst. And there's Rosie all happy and cooing at him. I think we're in the clear and that all my anal antics and sanitizing has kept her safe. Well now she's got it too.

Tonight when Ian left for work, I was all confident thinking I'd be able to make time to do my forty loads of laundry, then the door closes and Rosie is screaming and burning up on my left while June decides to cough herself into a barfing fit on my right. Needless to say, I'm typing in my bra tonight. I finally got them each into their rooms (for Rose that means MY room) and I'm still not doing laundry.

It's so hard when they both need 100% of you and you can't give enough to either of them. They both just want to be on me and cuddled and swooned over. I can't believe a) there are people who do this alone or b) people who have multiples. My heart hurts.

Cue crying babies

Bing Bang Boom

So whoever said it's easy to start up a business needs a swift kick in the junk. I guess that's why you can go to school for it (call me Captain Obvious). But I'm me and that would have taken too long so I took my own road. It's pretty tricky getting everything together, especially when you have to trust other people to do things for you. Kind of a huge roadblock because your priorities aren't their priorities at all. I sit awake at night (and yes I have an infant who keeps me awake the rest of the night) just stewing over all of the responisibility I've put in other peoples hands and how to gently light fires under their asses. Real talk.

So we are soon to be up and running, we just have another inspection on our new kitchen (yessss!). I've decided that rather than being afraid of our friendly neighbourhood health inspector, I would work with her. Think about it this way: we have the same goal, and we both want the food to be safe for everyone involved. Anyways, they've proven to be pretty cool people so far, and very helpful.

We signed the lease on Halloween and did I mention that we are in a building with a "ghost society"?! Amazing. I look forward to talking to them. Not as much as my husband though, I don't think.

Anyways that'll be that for now, of course, because Rosie is awake. I can't sleep when she's not in my bed and I can't sleep when she is in my bed. Gulp.

For all you co-sleeping maniacs

What's with breastfeeding co-sleepers, anyway? We're crazy, that's what. Seriously, I don't know what the hell possessed me to do it AGAIN with Rosie. My back was a big pile of knots after 4 months teetering on my side with June. So bad that you can't exhale all the way because it makes your back hurt too much.
So I'm always googling. I google to research anything from baby poo colours to when to potty train. So I googled co-sleeping and breastfeeding to have somebody tell me, "Stop! Don't do it!" and then I'd have a little more push to quit while I'm ahead. So while I'm looking, I come across this article on babies who co-sleep and breastfeed and how their chances of SIDS are way lower than your average crib-sleeping bottle-fed babe.

Check yoself, mommies:

http://www.breastfeeding.com/reading_room/co_slepping.html


But what about the nights where baby actually sleeps in his or her basinette or crib or playpen? Aaah, well if you're a co-sleeper, you know that those are the nights you wake up and you are breaststroking through the sheets and covers looking for your baby frantically and your heart beats harder than it ever has before. And then? Oh yeah! She is sleeping soundly next to the bed in her own damn crib like you always dream about..... so you stick her back in the bed so that you can sleep, because we all know that if you leave him or her in her own bed, you'll just be waiting for them to wake back up in the next hour or so, so that you can fill that little cold spot in the bed next to you.

It's funny how the grass is always greener! On that note, I'm going to go jump in with Rosie. She's (one of) the best teddy bear(s) I've ever had.

Babies babies babies

SO

Here I am again... how many months later? Things are on hold, but not for long. I just had my second baby and am trying to steal myself the time to shower let alone update blogs let alone paint anything - - did I mention I'm holding a baby right now while I type? Yeah.

... But there is something bigger and better coming, so stay tuned and we'll see how it goes.

Until then, looky looky:

Painted in August '08. More mommies and babies, surprise! 9x13ish, 50 bones.



This one I finished a few months back. It's 16x20 inches, acrylic on canvas. For sale still for $250.00

Calla's Painting

So this one's maybe 4 years old. It was the first (and last) time I used watercolor. I read somewhere that you could put salt or alcohol over it and it would do silly things. My sister's friend Calla has it now.

BLARG?

Sissy I have to put some paintings up.  Then people have to buy them.