I put her to bed with a fever, and this morning she doesn’t feel feverish at all.  The first thing she asked for was milk – but she is getting pedialyte instead – and to play Elmo on the computer.  We have this Sesame Street game for 1-3.5 year olds, and that is what she is currently playing.

I’m glad she’s feeling better, but we’re still going to stay home from her uncle’s barbeque, and swimming.  She doesn’t even know there were plans to do that since we were only invited yesterday and we haven’t spoken openly about it around her, which is for the best, since she loves swimming and loves going to her cousins’ house.  Oh well, she won’t even know what she is missing.

Dang I’m tired though. We stayed up watching “The Invasion” and just as we went to bed, she started stirring in her sleep, coughing and crying, so I had to stay up a little longer to make sure she wasn’t going to be sick or something.  She was just restless.  But then I had trouble falling asleep after that, every little cough that came from her room, made my eyes shoot open with the thoughts of, “please don’t start puking kid!” dashing through my mind.  And because my mind was on high alert, any cough from my husband did the same thing, even though he isn’t sick. 🙄 Then I had some really weird dreams, too.

And we’re out of soda. Guess I’ll go make some flavored water for now.

So… I was wrong.  It IS a stomach bug. 😥

I’ve been following her around with a bucket since about 2pm after we got up from her nap.

Poor kid.

Today she isn’t feeling very well.  Her throat is sore (I can see that it is a little bit red), and she keeps saying her tummy hurts.  She ate a few bites of pancakes so I don’t think it’s her stomach, but rather her lower intestines.  She’s already poo’d once, but I’m thinking she needs another go at it for relief.

In my last post I mentioned how the Kiddo sits on the footrest of her umbrella stroller when she watches movies while I’m on the computer.

How that came about, was a while back, when she stayed overnight at her grandmother’s house, she woke up with her foot being extremely sore.  We weren’t really sure what had happened, except that Grandma reported that the Kiddo had fallen out of bed during the night, so we figure maybe she sprained her foot.

Anyway, she was limping around a lot, the first day we had her back home, and the next day, she absolutely refused to walk on her foot.  I took her to the doctor, had her foot x-rayed (nothing was found), so the doctor agreed, it was probably a sprain, and she’d most likely be back to normal within a week.

When we got home that night, since I was getting tired of carrying her everywhere, I pulled out her umbrella stroller and started carting her around the house that way.  She LOVED it.  I’d roll her into my office and she’d watch her movies (at that time, it was mostly Nemo or Cars) sitting in her stroller.

Once her foot got better, she just continued to sit in the stroller to watch movies while we were back in my office. I tried to put it away once, and was met with a virtual nuclear meltdown, toddler style.

So, there it still sits, used as a seat.  Yeah, it’s kind of in the way, but for now it’s not a big deal if it keeps the peace.

Or is the “PC” term now “potty learning”?  Meh.  Potty training, potty learning, it’s all the same to me.

So last night, we get home, and the Kiddo wants to wear panties after I changed her out of a very soppy pull-up.  Which was my fault, because she said she had to go potty while we were at the store, but it was muggy, I was sweaty, and had a cart with cold groceries in it, and didn’t want to put off going home any longer than necessary – bad mommy!

Anyway, I did so, and set up the hall bathroom toilet so it had her little potty situated on the big toilet seat, and the stool at the foot of the toilet so all she would have to do is run in, strip down and use it.  Which she HAS done on her own before.

She wants to watch Madagascar while we kill time until dinner, so I oblige and remind her that if she has to go potty, she can just get up and run to the bathroom and go!  She doesn’t need to ask or tell me.

She says “OK!” and sits down to watch Madagascar.  She is sitting on the foot rest of her umbrella stroller (she is weird like that, and there is a back story to why the stroller is in my home office/hobby room), watching the movie, and drinking some strawberry milk.  I am at my desk, surfing and posting on some bulletin boards, and dropping some Entrecards.

About 20 minutes after we sat down, I hear the distinct splatter of liquid onto the carpet.  Only it takes me like five seconds for my brain to register WHAT that means.  And by then, it is too late.

AGGH!!!  She peed on my carpet, practically oblivious to what she was doing. GRRRR!  When I finally realized what was happening, and said her name in that “What are you DOING?!” tone, she looked up at me, then down at the puddle, and just continued to sit there and finish.  *insert big heaving sigh here*

All I could say was, “GO.  Go into the bathroom.  NOW,” and followed her out to go get a towel to mop up the puddle.

After I got it cleaned up, I told her she was going to wear a diaper.  NOT a pull-up, and definitely NOT panties (the rest are waiting to be washed, anyway).  Sadly, she didn’t even seem to care that she was going to have to wear a diaper.  In fact, the little stinker went into her room to go GET one.  🙄

There was still some time to kill before dinner, so we went back into my office and she continued to watch the movie. Five minutes later, she decides she has to potty.  Runs to the bathroom, strips off her diaper, sits on the toilet, and goes.

Suure, kid.  Use the toilet when you’re wearing a diaper, but pee on my floor when you’re wearing panties?  I think you have things backwards, kiddo.  And thanks.  Thank you very much.

It happened yesterday afternoon, after we picked her up from school.

We picked her up, drove home and dropped off my husband and then went straight to the store for some groceries.  Within a couple of minutes of being there, she started to scratch at her sides, so I checked and sure enough, little patches of hives.  So far, this is the only thing in common with Sunday.  But NOT with Wednesday, as we had been at home all day before she started to break out.

I think next on our list would be to start a process of elmination.  It doesn’t seem to be any foods that I can determine, and the environment has only been the same twice out of the three times.

I think I may start with the laundry detergent.  When I dropped her off at daycare and told them she’d had another breakout after school, they started asking if we’d made any changes recently – clothes, laundry detergent, foods, etc.   Her clothes are the same ones she’s been wearing for at least a month.  There have been no new foods.  The laundry detergent… Well, we use the same BRAND, but previously I had been using the dye & perfume free version, this time we got the scented/color version.  But why, if she’s wearing an item of clothing that was washed in that detergent, would she NOT break out within moments of it being put on? Why wait until the end of the day?

Still, I will go buy another bottle of the dye/perfume free version and wash her clothes in it this weekend and see if that makes any difference.  And just to make sure it isn’t some food issue that, even though she’s been eating the same stuff for quite a while, something didn’t just change in her system and start reacting funny, I will track what she eats, too.

I just don’t want her to end up having to be a benedryl junkie just because she has hives break outs for no apparent reason. 🙁

I saw some, suspicious looking code in one of the templates when I was adding some stuff, so I switched it out until I can figure out if it was malicious or just some weird tracking thing made by the author of the other template.  I am gonna be mad if it was malicious.   👿

Hives, that is. I think I talked about her hives outbreak on Sunday in my other blog.

She started to break out again tonight, but I caught it when there were just a few bumps on her – on her chest, wrist, inside knee and an ankle – before they got out of hand, and gave her a dose of Benedryl.

The environment was different this time.  Last time we were at the grocery store when it started.  She was sitting in a cart, and it just seemed to show up out of the blue.

This time, we were at home, and were getting ready to go pick up dinner.  I just started to get her out of her PJs (it was a PJ day, after this morning’s events), and noticed the ones on her torso.  So weird.

I wonder if I should be writing up a note and taking the bottle of Benedryl to daycare with her tomorrow in case she has a break out there.  That crap spreads quick (at least for her), and makes her completely uncomfortable – to the point where she says it hurts – and we work an hour away from the daycare, there is no way we’d get there in time to dose her to start to ease her suffering.  She’d be an utter mess.

I think that is what I’m going to do, write up a note tonight and print it out and take it with us.  Usually there is some form we have to sign for medications, but hopefully they’ll accept a letter for the short term.

Darn neighbor dogs!  Don’t you know my kid is sleeping right now?  Good thing you haven’t woken her up yet, or I’d have to go over and give your owners the what-for.

Silly puppies!

…the blog list.  For the time being.  I will repost it later.  Sorry.