This past weekend, my body took a toll on me. As in I woke up with a stiff neck and muscle spasms, but to the extent that I couldn’t even carry my children because I strained my muscles. Every movement, the shooting pain from your chest to your shoulder all the way to the back your neck. Can you imagine that?
Time flies when my baby boys are growing up and putting away their clothes makes me even sadder. I wish they could stay so little, but that is life. I started putting them away last month since I was still trying to figure out Ry’s size. I cannot keep up with their sizes because Ry is seven months now and growing out of his 9-month clothing. Ro is now two years old and still fits 12-18 months clothing. Hand me downs!
On Wednesday, I took Ro to see the pediatrician because his fever was up and down. Thank goodness they had walk-ins available. Unfortunately, Ro was crying the whole time, and it turned out as per the doctor he had an ear infection. It’s been two years since he’s had his first ear infection, and he is not a fan of antibiotics! I mean come on, I don’t think anyone’s two year old will love drinking it. You would think the flavored ones would help. HAHA. So he has his antibiotics for ten days, plus his cough medicine, and from there I hope he recovers 100%.