Warning: Super long post, but it covers 5 days. And with several side stories within those 5 days, well a blog post can get long.
It's almost April, and it just doesn't feel like Spring. It keeps making an appearance, and than gone. Maybe this is normal for the area. Not sure. We moved here in the midst of Spring last year, so this was our first winter/spring turnover.
Friday was one of those days that Spring decided to make an appearance. Luckily we were able to take advantage of it, before the stomach flu plagued our house for the weekend. As much as I wanted to be enjoying the weekend outside, when I did step out it was a bit chilly, so I suppose we didn't miss too much as far as weather goes. However the final spring cleaning, gathering the last of and dropping off donation items, we were looking forward to did not happen. Instead our house looks like a tornado came through. Actually tornado Hannah did, but her parentals were in survival mode.
Technically the stomach flu made it's appearance Thursday afternoon. Sergio wasn't working till the evening so he was still home. Hannah and I were sitting at the office desk skyping with Grandma. We'll just say Grandma got a little more of a show than she bargained for. Daddy immediately went to the store and bought a few sick supplies so not to leave me stranded, then shortly left to work. She was cranky for a couple hours. I kept her hydrated. A couple hours later she had some toast. About 4 hours later, she even wanted dinner. I made something easy for her stomach. Then I tucked her into bed and called it a night.
Friday we woke to a beautiful spring morning. We made it through the night with no problems. She even ate a huge breakfast in the morning. Phew, Sergio and I thought to ourselves. While he was at work, Hannah and I played in the backyard. Which leads me to a side story, 2 bunblebees started buzzing around the back door, holding us captize out back. Oski did try to rescue us by biting crazily at the bees, but a dog can only jump so high in the air. I was wishing I had my keys so I could go through the front door as lunch was drawing near. Plus I wanted to get us ready since Sergio would be done early. After exhausting Hannah, and no Daddy coming home anytime soon, it was time to make a break for it. I told Hannah to hold onto her sippy cup tight. I put her in one arm, with the windex in another I had used to clean something earlier. I figured the least I could do would be to spray anything that flew at us. I also had the advantage, that if both came, they seemed to be fighting over the territory, so they could possibly distract each other. Not sure if that's how bee's minds work, but you have to be optimistic in the line of fire. We darted across the lawn, hoping my clumsy self would not trip while looking side to side to make sure neither bumble bee were coming. We made it up the 3 steps into the house, and right as I was closing the door, I saw one coming from the left, about 2 feet away from the window, then a foot, as the latch clicked. I squeezed Hannah, and shouted something along the lines of, " We made it, we made it!" with a happy dance. Yes the happy dance was necessary as Hannah loves to dance, and she knew I was excited about running from something. She may not be 2 yet, but she knew we were running from something.
After Sergio came home, and Hannah woke from a nap we packed the car and went to Mt. Trashmore. I blogged about it last fall the first time we went. We just upgraded our camera, so we thought it'd be nice to enjoy the sun, test out the camera, and just escape the house.
You'll have to excuse Hannah's pirate attire, stripe capris and socks; at least she's pretty in pink. After I dressed her, she insisted on wearing her new Winnie the Pooh socks and patent hot pink shoes from Grandma. Grandma and Grandpa just replenished Hannah's shoe bin in perfect timing as she's outgrown all her winter shoes in the last couple weeks. She is very smitten with her new spring/summer footwear.
The only picture from the day with all 3 of us, albeit it's Sergio's shadow.
2 favorite things about our new camera: 1) The lens allows for a wider angle, giving even ordinary shots something extra. 2) The Nikon captures light much better than our Canon did.
Hannah waving goodbye to a Seagull.
I told Sergio to snap a picture of the playground, because no one would believe us if we told you how crowded it was. Both times we've come to this park, the playground is like this. For us it's one of the drawbacks. For little ones it's scary and parents nerve racking. We did let Hannah play. All she wanted to play was I spy Daddy. Not even slide. I followed her around as she went from one end of the structure to the other spotting Daddy. After each time she found him off she went again looking for him at every opening and slide.
I had to post both these, because I love her piggytail profile. Makes me want to go upstairs and hug her if she weren't asleep.
After our lovely afternoon, we went to dinner with our first groupon. If you don't know Groupon is, it's a site that posts a different coupon everyday for your local area. It helps promote small businesses, and introduces you to restaurants, stores, or businesses you may otherwise not have been aware of. So far I've purchased 2. The one we used was $12 for $25 worth of sushi. We're still on the hunt for a great sushi restaurant. The other groupon I rencently bought is carpet cleaning of 5 rooms for $65. Deal compared to the usual $100-150 we pay. Perfect for our upcoming move.
As for the restaurant, turned out to be 2 thumbs down. Upon arriving there was quite a wait. When we put our names in she said, 15 minutes. Those 15 minutes turned into an hour. Its a very tiny restarant with maybe 10-15 tables and the sushi bar depending on how large the parties were through out the night. The inside is nicely decorated with a contemporary bistro feel to it. It wasn't your typical Japanese modern decor with bamboo and fountains or ponds. It was very cozy and intimate, whether you went as a couple, family, or larger party of friends We were really excited till the food came out. The portions are large. The taste however was nothing special. Sergio judges a sushi restaurant first on how fresh the fish is since he orders it raw, very important, and secondly the flavor. I always order the baked or tempera rolls, so I judge only on flavor. When Sergio gives it a thumbs down, I'm never surprised, because it is hard to find fresh, fresh sushi. But I've never given a thumbs down on a cooked roll. So for me to leave not only unsatisified, but quite frankly disgusted, it's No Bueno.
Immediately after dinner, I started feeling ill. Like within walking from the restaurant to the car. On a Friday night I'd normally stay up till about 2am, heck I do that during the week too. This Friday I went straight from putting Hannah to bed, to my bed. I told Sergio either our food was so bad I'm mentally making myself feel sick, or I'm sick. Not to be graphic about how the rest of my night went, you all know how the flu goes. The only trick here was it was so bad, I started thinking maybe it was food poisoning, but I knew Hannah had been sick the day before. It was so painful awful I considered having Sergio take me to the hospital. Which in light of the fact that I had a home birth, you know I don't like hospitals, so you see how my night went. While I finally caught some snoozes on Saturday and recooperated, Sergio took care of Hannah. She was a bit fussy. I'm still not sure if it was because she had a bit of lingering flu or because she wanted Mommy, and didn't understand why Mommy was upstairs in bed. Probably both. In the late afternoon I made my way downstairs to cuddle with her on the couch. Right when I'm starting to feel well enough to eat a bowl of soup, guess who's sick now. Yep, Sergio. We quickly got Hannah to bed before he got worse. So you can guess our Sunday was another sick day, this time with Hannah and I downstairs and Daddy upstairs. By Sunday night we thought all three of us were in the clear, with Sergio just needing a good nights sleep. But we guessed wrong. Hannah's symptoms flared up again. However I do blame it on giving her milk too soon. It's recommended to not give dairy for 24-48 hours. I waited the 48 hours, but I think it was just too much. On Sunday she just kept wanting cups of milk. Normally not a bad thing, but I should have limited it. So this morning Sergio went back to work, and he's still there. Hannah had a fussy day with a few sick moments but we made it through. Hopefully tomorrow will be a fresh start for us all.
**Just finished editing and the hubs is home an hour early. 11 instead of midnight. With this thunderstorm rolling through I'm glad. Happy night.
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