I kept to my theme of improvement this year. I walked Sweetie almost two miles and took NikkiZ out on one of those adventures. I was more patient in general with my kids and just did the housework that needed to be done without mumbling or grumbling or being bitter about it. We went to the Recycling Center and took a lot of Christmas stuff that could be recycled and I organized the laundry room cabinets. I cooked a real dinner (with rolls!) and cleaned up my own dishes. (note from 2020: I deleted a rant about losing weight here.) Day one was a success in terms of the resolutions and the goals. And considering my track record? That’s something to celebrate.
NikkiZ woke up New Year’s Eve with a runny nose. We took her to a party that night anyway where she surely contaminated every kid there. We were just hoping she wasn’t getting sick. But, we found out about 30 minutes into the near year that we were overly optimistic. She woke up congested and wheezy and crying and moaning. MrZ put her in bed with us where she continued to kick me in the face for the next 6 hours until she woke up for good New Year’s Day.
Although she’s sick, her mood was pretty good throughout the day so we were able to still have a little bit of fun between dates with Kleenexes and periods of coughing. Of course, as the night progressed she started truly phasing out on us as she willingly went to sleep at 6:20pm. Of course, I got her back up around 8pm as she was screaming and congested. We put her in bed with us, dealt with the up/down crying/moaning/sore throat misery for several hours between the two of us, when she finally seemed to fall asleep around midnight. And has spent the rest of the night kicking MrZ in the face this time. I snuck out of bed to shower and she is, literally, sleeping with her feet in his face. Better him than me.
During the worst part of the night, I was quite impatient with MrZ as well. It’s like I had used up all of my patience with the sick toddler and Super Mom Role all day and had zero left for him. So, that’s not such a good start to the whole Be The Wife My Husband Deserves resolution. Especially considering he then had to spend the next several hours – not sleeping – but getting kicked in the face by a toddler. That probably wouldn’t have been as bad if his wife hadn’t spent the hours prior saying, “Do you really have to still be watching TV this late?” in nineteen different manners and tones.
All in all? We’ve seen worse and I’m still pretty damn happy about my predominant success on my resolutions Day One. The sick toddler sucks, but there’s not much we can do about it. It’s just an annoying cold. Just kinda gotta’ wait it out and try to keep her comfortable.
And keep the doors locked in case any of the parents from the New Year’s Eve party come hunt us down for making their kids sick too.