Wow. I just emerged from four days under the covers. I woke up on Sunday morning and felt like I had been hit by a Mac truck, then by a train and then by a sledgehammer. I got up to escort Bella to her bed and I nearly fainted. I quickly jumped back into bed and told Zack that I wasn’t feeling well. He was a trooper. A super trooper. He had hoped to spend the day in bed, but he ended up on his feet entertaining the girls instead.
I think I woke up four times that first day. First for a glass of water. Then, Zack tried to feed me. I was feverish, my whole body ached and my throat felt like daggers were stuck in it. I could barely swallow and talking was difficult.
A few great things happened on Sunday. When I woke up and came out (finally) for the first time of the day, both girls were excited to see me. I got up to go to the bathroom and Anya started shrieking, “Mama. Mamamamamamama. Mama! MAMA! MAAMAA!” She was totally looking straight at me and holding her hands out for me. It felt soooooooooo gooooooooooood. Yay. Now she has two “words” – Aba (dad) and Mama. Yippee!
Second awesome thing that happened was that Bella and Zack made a video for me. It’s so super cute and sappy and sweet. I won’t torture you with it. But I will share the video of Zack feeding both girls mac and cheese. The fervor with which Anya digs in makes me all warm and gooey inside. I LOVE her appetite.
Bella decided to sing “Do-a-deer” 800 times over the course of the day since the Sound of Music (or “The Hills Are Alive” as she likes to call it) is now her favorite movie. She can’t decide which she likes more: “Do-a-deer” or “My Favorite Things” (which she calls “Raindrops on Roses” of course). Caught her here:
Yeah, she sings totally off key…but she LOVES singing. And dancing. And being video-ed. Is that even a word?!? I don’t think so…
Alas, good things have been happening while I’ve been buried under the covers, shivering, aching, feeling like death. Anya has discovered a love for all foods, no matter the texture. She’s moved up from the smooth purees (of everything) to picking up bits and pieces of pasta/chicken/veggies/bread and shoving, yes shoving, them into her mouth. She stares down anyone who has food. Bella just continues to amaze. The other day, I came out to the living room and she asked me how I was feeling. When I told her that I wasn’t feeling very well, she told me, “You should go rest, Mommy. Go back to bed.” Then she kisses my forehead and patted me on the back. I just wanted to squeeze her and hug her and smother her with kisses, but I also don’t want to deal with a flu-ish three year old.
This 2012 flu strain is vicious. It took me four full days to shake it. I’m at around 87% now…
I truly felt like I was going to pull a Lavinia. Luckily, my fate was more akin to Cora’s. If you don’t get the reference, then get thee to a video store and rent the first two seasons of Downton Abbey. BEST. SHOW. EVER. I am so hooked. I was completely behind. Rented the series 3 episodes before the second season ended. I literally watched non-stop. Seriously, one night I must have stayed up until 2am just because I couldn’t get enough! It’s that good. I’m just upset because now I’m in limbo until Season Three begins. And that’s not soon enough.