Blackmail Post

Well something happened last night and I feel the need to write it all down in my blog. Because let's face it, I really hope this embarrasses the girls one day. This blog has become a family scrapbook for us. My father has been getting my blog printed into books for the girls to have when they get older and they are such amazing treasures to have for them.

So here we go...Warning, if you have a weak stomach or don't have kids yet, you may not want to read any further!

The last few weeks of sleeping here in the apartment have been crazy. My amazing 12-hours a night sleepers, now don't go to sleep until 9 or 10 at night. They were biting each other so much that Eric and I now have to sit in the bed with them in hopes that they will go to sleep and there will be no bites or hair pulls. At home, they won't nap but they go to sleep in minutes with no fighting or getting out of bed. It is the complete opposite here and it sucks much worse. I hope things settle back down and go back to normal when we get home.

So last night the girls were exhausted. We bathed them, let them run around like crazy, and waited until they were yawning and sleepy. We put them into bed and, after closing the door, we heard them get up to play. As long as we could hear them playing sweetly, and it didn't sound like they were being mean, we were going to do what we normally do and let them play for a while. We were going to give them 10-15 minutes and then scold them, and put them back in bed. This used to work beautifully, and after getting up once they used to go right to sleep.

So after about 10 minutes of hearing giggles last night, I hear Lexi say, "Mommy, I need a baby wipe! Can I get clean?"

Now, I KNOW what this means. She always asks for a baby wipe if she is dirty. I panicked as I walked to the bedroom door, since with these two, you never know what you will find. I opened the door and screamed, "ERIC, COME IN HERE NOWWWWWW!"

I see two little girls standing by the door, with poop all over their hands and fingers. I mean rubbed in good too!! Lilly looks at me and starts scrambling to shove little pieces of poop back into her diaper that she had all over the floor. We grabbed their wrists and immediately went to the bathroom. I didn't appear that they had it anywhere else. However, it took about 5 minutes each child, to SCRAPE it all off their fingers. It was really dried on and stuck under their fingernails.

After getting them cleaned up and back in bed, Eric sat in bed with them while I cleaned the carpet for 30 minutes. There were little pieces everywhere and they went to town drawing on the closet door. I was soooo completely freaked out! I am such a germiphobe and it freaked me out not being able to see where everything was in the carpet....why? Well, cause the carpet is tan with little black chunks of carpet, so it was so hard to see what I was looking for.

Anyways, the girls wouldn't go to sleep for more than an hour after this, so I was so exhausted beyond belief and really frustrated! I would now like to let my girls know how gross that was....

Lilly and Lexi,

My sweet little girls! Mommy and Daddy really love you! But when you are 16 and you read this, we want you to remember that you both were playing in Lilly's poop and that is was disgusting! You may not care right now at 2 years old, but when you get older, I hope this embarrasses you just a little bit, because it was gross and yet we still love you! Ha!

Mommy & Daddy

The Sanfords Lately

I am SOOOOOO glad this last week is over! As I said before, last Saturday Lexi got sick but she is just now feeling herself again. We ended up making an ER run on Monday night because she suddenly spiked a 104.5 ℉ temperature and had a minor seizure. When it comes to illnesses and symptoms, to Eric and I, a seizure means an ER trip...every time with no exceptions. We had this discussion later that night at 2 am. :)

I was told by a neighbor that the hospital close to us (across the street) was super fast and nice. So we went there and 7 hours later, came home extremely disappointed and pretty irritated. However, we finally got Lexi's temp to break. She was given more Motrin at the hospital and was being crazy with her sister again just a few hours later. They also gave Lexi a breathing treatment to break up the little bit of rattling they heard in her chest.

Being stuck in a small exam room for 6 hours with 2 cranky, tired toddlers was enough to put me in an insane asylum. They wanted to touch the biohazard containers and lay down and snuggle with the floor...in an emergency room!!!! Can I admit how awful it was to try and keep 2 toddlers from licking the wheels on the hospital bed? I mean, seriously! Gross! When we left to go home, both girls kept saying everything was gross and disgusting...they obviously heard what I was saying, even if they refused to listen. At least we got to watch some Cake Boss and Lilly now tells me that she wants to make a motorcycle cake.

The next day I ran into my neighbor's mother and she informed me how that was the worst and slowest emergency room around. I didn't have the heart to tell her that her son was the one who sent us there. :)

Anyways, I kept in touch with our pediatrician back home and she was pretty sure that Lexi just had a bad virus. I trust her so much, but when Lexi broke out in a bad rash on Wednesday afternoon, after the high fever, sunken-in eyes, pale skin, and body wrenching fits every hour, I had had enough. I was just scared that it could be more than a virus..Yep, I was a paranoid mommy! So I went ahead and made her an appointment with a local pediatrician just to ease my fears. I know Dr. Riser knows what she's talking about. I just liked it when a doctor here looked at her eyes, temp, and rash in person. Does that make sense? He sent us to another hospital for some blood work. He wanted to take a look at her platelet level. Everything came back showing a nasty, solid virus. Praise God!! And by Friday night, she had the shine back in her eyes and was throwing less fits. I guess that means we will be getting bills in the mail from 3 different hospitals...yuck! Now if we can keep Lilly from getting it. She, of course, just finished some medicine for the same cough I had a few weeks back.

That pretty much sums up my entire week...I held my baby while she screamed in pain (we assume from body and head aches), tried to get them to play a little bit, stayed in our pajamas until bath time when we got on clean pajamas, and made them drink fluids like no ones business. I was usually in tears by the time Eric got home from work. It is so emotionally exhausting to worry about your sweet babies!

We get to go back home next Monday and I am soooo excited! I miss my wonderful little house! I have already packed up the excess clothes that we won't need this week, and we have a menu plan for the week that should empty out the fridge and freezer. Plus we have a few restaurants that we are going to miss, so Eric planned 3 nights to eat out, later in the week.

I have several really cool posts planned for this week, but until then, have a great Sunday! Oh, and hey Lexi...if you feel better, make a funny face!