We definitely did not have the Thanksgiving that we hoped and planned for. We were supposed the leave the Saturday before Thanksgiving for Virginia. However, the universe had other plans for us. Stella's class was having a Thanksgiving feast on the last day of school before break. She spiked a low grade fever the night before. which should have been my first clue that our holiday would be of to a rocky start. She had a rough night and still had a low-grade fever the next morning, so I couldn't send her to school for the feast. She was devastated (and I felt like the meanest mom on the planet). She and Simon played at home that morning. She seemed happy and acted mostly like herself, so I assumed she just had a virus. That afternoon, she feel asleep for a little while and then came downstairs with flaming cheeks. I took her temperature which was at 103 (this was after Tylenol). And, alarm bells went off in my head, especially since we were headed out of town the next day. So, I woke poor Simon up and dragged both kids to walk-ins (one of my MOST dreaded of places to be) at the peds office. We waited for an hour to be seen, and Stella's little face kept getting more and more red. By the time we were called back, her temp was over 104...yikes! She was one sick kiddo. The immediately gave her a whopping dose of motrin and a popsicle, which cheered her up a little. The ran a flu test and low and behold, it came back positive. I was shocked!! We had all gotten the flu shot back at the beginning of October. I nearly cried because I knew what a flu diagnosis meant. We weren't going anywhere, anytime soon.
We quarantined ourselves at home and tried to make the best of a sucky situation. For the first time ever, I broke my "no Christmas décor before Thanksgiving" rule and put up the tree. Stella wasn't up to doing much more than watching, but it at least kept her occupied. By Sunday afternoon, Stella was feeling better but Simon woke up from his nap with a fever. Round two of the flu!! I did not leave my house for 6 days... On Wednesday I ended up taking Simon to the doctor because he was complaining of ear pain. Turns out he had an ear infection AND the flu. Poor kid. Meanwhile, I managed to catch a cold during our week of fun, but thankfully, did NOT have the flu. I finally went to the doctor this week and was diagnosed with a sinus infection (shocking).
I did have a check-up with both my OB and maternal fetal specialist last week and baby looks great! They have moved up my due date four days, as baby is measuring ahead. One advantage to being stuck in Atlanta for the holiday, was that we (Steve) had a chance to set up the baby's room. So, we may be completely out of control when baby arrives, but at least baby will have a place to sleep!
