Christmas isn't over yet, and my house shows it. New things do not have homes; large things are taking up precious floor space; clutter and debris decorate every flat surface.
The couch has been a sick bed for three days and with the recent spike in temperature, the almost 8 year old is on his way to the doctor.
Bill hasn't returned to school yet, and neither have the neighborhood children. This is a mixed blessing. Routines are disrupted in favor of Christmas break playtime, and this contributes to the havoc in my home. But at least it is Bill, and not me and all the kids, taking Billy to the doctor.
Peter is still having big-time trouble sleeping. It's a vicious cycle: missed naps and delayed bedtimes simply lead to mid-night wakeups and early rises, and each day gets worse. I chickened out on the Benadryl. The package said "Ask a doctor" for under age 6, and I didn't have one of those handy. I took Michelle's advice and started looking for Hyland's Calms Forte 4 Kids (I have used their teething tablets with success), found none locally, and so ordered some online. We're waiting, but last night was awful, today's nap time was difficult and short, and the ensuing tantrum was enough for me to google Benadryl dosages based on weight. I am hoping for a good night's sleep tonight. I really do not like drugging my kids, but we have tried everything. We're not rookie parents; we've got plenty of tricks up our sleeves, and he was a good sleeper until recent events (new baby). I hope the Hyland's gets here tomorrow, but I think it will be Monday instead.
Power surges keep taking out electronics in my house. The usual victims are those evil incandescent light bulbs, but we've also had the thermostat, the cable box, the hairdryer, the microwave, and the coffee maker come under attack. Worst of all is the new (to us) treadmill, which I would really like to use, but which remains lifeless awaiting yet another replacement part. Somebody is scheduled to come out on Wednesday to investigate. I fear the damage that will occur between now and then.
The year is off to an ominous beginning. I think tonight I'll let Calgon take me away.