Hey. How’s everyone doing? I’m not going to lie. I’m drained right now. Niels has been sick since Sunday, and I’ve been sleeping on his floor most of the week. And although I don’t talk politics here or on my Facebook page, I’m just going to say I’m devastated right now.
Niels doesn’t know what’s happening outside his little world, though, and I wish I could solely live in his bliss right now. He’s sick. He has a fever and a rash. The doctor says it’s Roseola, a common childhood illness. But he’s trudging along as if he’s completely fine. I know he isn’t, but he’s trying to do everything that he usually does when he’s healthy. You can draw parallels to the news of today, if you want.
Niels has been home with me all week, and when Margaret leaves for school, I let him play with her toys. Don’t tell her. She would lose her mind.
He knows that when it comes time to get dressed, we dig through the baskets of clean laundry in the laundry room because Henning and I are too exhausted to fold it right now.
When all other food is completely unappetizing, Niels is grateful that someone brings over delicious muffins so he can inhale them with abandon.
Niels loves being outside and didn’t fight me when I plopped him in his stroller so we could walk to the gas station outside our neighborhood to return a movie to the Red Box.
There are three houses being built on our street right now and Niels likes to wave to the construction workers. They wave back. (Niels is carrying kitchen tongs.)
He likes to pick up the landscape rocks and put them in his push walker, but sometimes he stops to pick the flowers.
This is all incredibly exhausting, especially when you’re sick. Niels fell asleep during his diaper change right before nap time. (THIS NEVER HAPPENS!)
We don’t do a lot of screen time, but Niels LOVES Frozen. It was one of Margaret’s favorite movies a few months ago, and it made an impression on him. He sings, “De Dit Doooh!” and recognizes the characters and gets excited. Adorable.
Even a trip to the doctor is OK in his book as long as no shots are involved.
Niels is asleep as I write this, but he may summon me to sleep on his floor tonight. I will gather my makeshift bed and pat his back so he can sleep. He will feel better soon, and his love of life will brighten my dark day.