Well, Tuesday was one of my least favorite days in a long time. I was looking forward to taking Emma into the Orem Pediatric Rehab Center so we can try to get her eating under control and get some answers to our questions about why she won't or doesn't want to eat. She saw a speech therapist that deals with eating/feeding issues. While we were meeting with the therapist, Emma was NOT cooperating because she wasn't feeling very good so it was very frustrating to not be able to concentrate on everything we need help with. The therapist helped me with a few things and sent me home with a big packet to look over (which has actually been very helpful after looking over it and a lot of things we are going to try and help her the best we can). But I left there frustrated and had to come home to a house that was not in working order- we got our carpets cleaned the same time I was gone at the therapist so everything we owned was stored in the kitchen. Well, it's hard enough taking care of sick kids, but taking care of sick kids in a house that is not functional- extremely hard!
So I tried putting the girls down for their naps and Emma coughed and coughed for 3 straight hours- literally not a single minute that I didn't hear a cough. So she didn't end up getting a nap in at all. After Reese woke up, I thought I would take the girls for a drive so maybe Emma could sleep in the car (and I could get out of the house for a break). We drove around in Orem looking at houses just for fun when Emma started having a coughing attack (like she had all day long). However, this coughing attack turned into throwing up all over herself and the car seat!!! Multiple times. I tried to pull over the car and reach back and catch it, but I was too late. AHHH!!!! I thought "oh great, now I have to get her in the bath!" So I drove home and as soon as I turned into the driveway, Emma fell asleep...
I got the girls inside and put Reese in the pack 'n play so I could bathe Emma. Reese screamed at the top of her lungs for over 20 minutes. But I had to take care of Emma. Only two hands. Not always enough for two babies.
Needless to say, I got a movie and ice cream so Cade and I could enjoy the evening after the girls went down for bed.
One of those days that you can laugh about......later :).