These pictures melt my heart. I can't stop looking at them and can't believe how big and adorable they are. Sometimes, it's still hard to believe these cuties are mine. I really wish I knew what they were asking Santa for. Hopefully they requested lots more quiet nights and less whining and tantrums--a mom can dream.
Ok, back to chicken pox season. At the end of November, I reported that we took Piper and Fletch for their 15-month appointments and vaccines. All was well when we left the appointment, which was on a Wednesday, but by that following Saturday, Fletch was pretty sick. He spiked a fever, cried inconsolably, and was miserable. He then broke out in a rash on his face. Then, by Monday, Piper came down with the same thing. This was all just a normal reaction to their vaccines, according to our doctor. Tuesday though, is when things started to get crazy.
Eric woke up that morning feeling terrible and stayed home from work. By Wednesday, he too had a rash on his face, hands, and feet that looked just like the babies' rash and just like CHICKEN POX. After several doctor's appointments, it was confirmed that he had developed a reaction to their vaccine and broken out in chicken pox, despite having them as a kid.
We just couldn't believe it. Then, what happened next was even more unbelievable. Eric's mom, who had been watching the kids while they couldn't go to daycare, also got chicken pox. Thankfully, both Dixie and Eric just got mild cases. After about 2 weeks, everyone was back to normal. But, it was the darnedest thing, and it really was horrible for all of us.
That's been our life for the past few weeks. Next up is Hanukkah and Christmas--still so much to do and so little time.
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