November 2012.

I’m so behind with monthly family updates, it’s not even funny. They take awhile to write, and they probably aren't all that interesting for other people to read, but it’s something that I really, truly enjoy looking back at (and it helps me fill in the blanks for the boys’ memory books).  So, here we go with November …

We started out the month with a photo shoot.  I know I've mentioned my friend Lisa before.   She takes beautiful pictures and I couldn't wait to squeeze in a shoot after the boys’ birthdays and before the holidays.  Every time we have a family photo shoot I walk away thinking that we’ll have 4 good shots because Brennan won’t look at the camera for more than a nanosecond and Kiernan won’t.stop.moving.  But of course Lisa pulled it off and our photos are GORGEOUS.  There are an abundance of cute pictures of Mr Beckett because he was hamming it up all over the place.  And she took some very sweet ones of Brian & I.  I love taking a few of just us because it’s where this whole circus began (and I hate my wedding photos, so it’s nice to have a few cute pictures of us together).

a plague on our house.

Can someone please tell me why the HELL we cannot seem to stay healthy in this house?

It's driving me bat.shit.crazy.  I feel like in the past 6 months, we've had a total of maybe 3 weeks when we've all been healthy.  Not fun.

Sunday morning I went in to get the brothers from their beds and was hit by a wall of vomit-smell when I opened the door.  Kiernan and his bed were covered in puke.  Lovely.  He acted perfectly fine though, so we just assumed he ate too much or hiccuped or who knows what and we moved on with life.

Monday morning the boys and I met some friends at the zoo.  I started feeling a little queasy but chalked it up to my lack of breakfast that morning, threw back a handful of trail mix, and went about my business.  Then we got home and as I fixed the boys their lunch I got more and more nauseous.  The little boys went down for their nap and I curled up on the couch with Brennan while he watched some cartoons.

That's when it hit me.  That lovely warm-watery-mouth-I'm-gonna-blow-chunks feeling.  I ran to the bathroom and hurled my lunch while Brennan stood above me saying "Mommy, you puked!" and "Excuse you Mommy!"  Vomiting with an audience is over-rated.

Snot.

Well, today was a first.  All 5 members of our family are currently on antibiotics for the same sinus infection-ish thing that is causing bronchitis and ear infections.  At least we're all in it together?

Yesterday I heard Brennan wheezing and decided that I'd had enough of all of this sickness flying around our house and called the pediatrician to make 3 appointments for today.  The Mommy & Daddy doctor?  Not available until Thursday.  Dude.  So not cool.

We arrived late to our appointment because Kiernan projectile-puked all over himself and all over me after having a coughing fit right before we walked out the door.  Thankfully Brian was able to meet me there.  Wrangling 3 sick kids in the doctor's office while trying to speak to the pediatrician and not sound like a complete crazy person is not my idea of a good time.  After checking lungs, ears, noses, and any other essential body parts, the pediatrician wrote 3 antibiotic prescriptions and deemed nebulizer treatments necessary for Brennan.  He got one before we left the doctor's office and the poor kid took it like a champ.

the plague.

This is a sad, pitiful household friends. 

Last Sunday, Beckett came down with a fever.  He was cranky and fussy and just didn't feel good.  Meanwhile, Brennan came down with a fever.  He spent a night in our bed for a night and had a few lazy, snuggly days.  Then Kiernan and I both spiked fevers and Kiernan started a little cough.  Daddy came home to save the day and I slept for hours and felt functional again.