Was up for nearly 4 hours last night (before 2am until after 5) dealing with 2 kids who were feeling varying degrees of "off" apparently. Fuss was running a 103 degree fever and the baby was - I don't know. Really hungry? He ate a good long feed at 2am and then became unsettled within minutes of me putting him back to bed at 2:30-ish. By 3 we were both up, he was screaming and sweaty (though he seemed to return to normal temp after several minutes out of the swaddle - I didn't check w/ a thermometer, though) and he began to "snack" off and on for the next 90 minutes. I think it was, at least in part, comfort nursing, but he was getting some milk, so who knows?
Got to meet an online friend for the first time last week and yesterday we got our toddlers together for a playdate, while she and I visited and our babies wiggled and slept. It was a good time and Fuss didn't want to go home.
Today we are flopping around the house. I am doing boring household chores (laundry, dishes), Fuss is taking extra naps and watching TV and movies and whining. A lot of whining. (I forgot how whiny she gets when she doesn't feel well. I must block it from my memory, since it was only a couple of months ago that she had that last fever/tummy bug). The baby can't seem to decide what he wants - to be held, to sleep, to eat. Regardless, he's making the mountain of laundry I need to fold very difficult.
I am holding out hope that whatever bug she ended up with is short-lived. We have some fun plans for Friday, so I am hoping that those don't have to get canceled. I need more breaks than I'm getting these days - I'm starting to have dreams that lead me to believe that I need more help than I thought/am getting. (my husband is wonderful, but his job is quite demanding, and he works long hours)