Friday, November 13, 2009

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

Sunday, November 1, 2009

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.