here is the story of our weekend: emre, still getting over an ear infection & cold, got the stomach bug. the end.
ok, not really, but that does sum it up pretty well, poor kid.
on our friday night walk - not talking to me after i had promised him a simit (turkish pastry), only to find the simit shop was closed.
when we returned home from our walk, he decided he would not wear pants for the rest of the night.
cleaning his car (with a napkin) while waiting for our pizza to arrive...
...next it was time to clean the windows...
...and finally, to remove the cushions from the couch before sitting down to eat some pretend pizza (still waiting for the pizza to arrive. when it finally did, after i paid and the delivery man had left, i discovered they'd brought us the wrong one & it was a personal size, not medium as i had ordered. but we ate it anyway, because i was starving & exhausted, and with my limited turkish, what were my other options? sometimes i feel so useless/helpless in this country, especially when ben's not here).
finally asleep on friday night (i bring him to my bed before i go to sleep when ben's not here). notice how he's rubbing his pointer finger & thumb together - this is what he does now as he falls asleep. and it breaks my heart.
saturday started out well enough, though he was awfully clingy. evelyn came to help me out, but he wouldn't go to her, didn't want me to leave his side. i was pretty exhausted myself so i laid down with him for his nap & slept for a bit. then i decided to head out & run the errands i had planned & left him sleeping. when i returned, he was a total mess & evelyn said he'd been crying for me the whole time (unusual). he was running a fever. i sat with him on the couch & he did not move from there for the rest of the night. it was actually pretty scary, seeing him like that, when it's usually impossible to get him to sit still (see pictures from friday night).
burning up with a fever & complaining his tummy hurt
glued to me
fell asleep around six - after having taken a two hour nap. a first.
even when he woke up he didn't move
the real fun began after i had put his pj's on, when, while i was holding him, he threw up all over both of us. the poor thing had never thrown up before & it really freaked him out. we ran to the bathroom where he continued getting sick. i stripped us both down & threw our clothes in the tub while trying to explain it was totally normal. after he'd calmed down, i put him to bed in fresh pj's and he passed out immediately. poor baby.
on sunday morning he was still lethargic, did NOT want to eat anything, but the fever was finally gone.
by ten we both needed to get out of the house, so we headed to the mall to 'see the fish' (emre loves the giant fish tanks - which are dark in this picture because the power had gone out).
picking out a new toy at the bookstore
annnd he's ready to leave. 'mommy, come.'
the rest of the day was a bit trying, since he was not feeling great & needed a lot of TLC. he basically ate nothing the entire day (another first). we took a long walk in the afternoon - it was 73 degrees & sunny, absolutely beautiful. when we were just about home, emre said 'car seat, mommy. nice drive.' which i completely agreed with, so off on a nice drive throughout the city we went.
this morning he seems better, though he just laid on the couch again until about 8:30. here's hoping it's behind us. ben returns home on thursday - we just have to make it to thursday!
monday morning - still not 100%












1 comment:
Poor Emre. I hope mommy didn't get sick as well. Take care, you two. Love from NYC.
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