Time for a little update from the Hernández-Franssen house. To say that the last weeks have been rough would have been the understatement of the century. Apart from all the chaos that came from buying a new house, moving and renting out our old place, the bichin started daycare in September basically meaning that he has been getting all the germs and every possible form of flu you can think off.
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Soon after going to daycare, he got a cold. However, compared to what came after, the cold was a walk in the park. A few weeks later he got the stomach flu, and let me tell you this caused probably the few nastiest days of my career as a mom. Constant throwing up and diarrhea basically made sure that instead of training for a real marathon (or at least start running again!) I participated in a laundry marathon trying to make sure that we had clean and dry bedsheets and enough clothes for the poor little bichin. According to the doctor, it was a virus that should pass in a few days and luckily right before we took our flight to the Netherlands for a family visit, his stomach got a bit better. (I don´t know if otherwise we could have taken the flight, can´t even imagine the mess that would have been!) However, the worst had still to come. Soon after we arrived at home, cold, home, the bichin started to feel really really bad. He was drooling like crazy, completely lost his voice and his throat seemed on fire. We seriously had never seen him feeling this bad, and it was heartbreaking to see. After a visit to the hospital we learned he had a croup and hand/mouth/foot kind of virus (his tongue had a lot of little wounds), so it seemed like we had collected our quartets in toddler diseases. Obviously, by now, we had permanent black circles tattooed under our eyes and our energy levels had dropped back to the newborn phase after so many broken nights.
Last week the bichin finally seemed to recover and was almost back to normal (although I have the feeling that with the daycare germs, we should consider a chronic cold and running nose as the new normal!). At least, health wise he is almost back to normal. Mood wise, not so much! So, unfortunately, our prayers for some decent nights of sleep now that he was feeling better, have not been heard yet. If we´re lucky he wakes up a couple of times a night and decides to call it a morning at 5.30am… (Yep, I said lucky) The nights we´re not so lucky, he wakes up a lot of times screaming and decides 4.30am is the perfect time to wake up. So yeah, the dark circles only seem to get darker here.
This morning I was close to just running away from home after another horrible 5am wake-up and a cranky toddler, but when he went down for a nap after breakfast (guess that´s the luck he has, I can´t really go back to bed at 8am when I need to work..) I picked up a book about the development leaps of babies. And guess what, apparently we´re right in a leap (64weeks) and when I started reading the corresponding chapter, it was as if I was reading the literal description of my baby. So, the sleepless nights, mood swings and crankiness are hopefully explained, we just have to sit this leap out right? (A mama can dream about better times!)