Murphy's Law

Phew! So glad the week's over! We all survived QueenBird going back to work...barely, but we survived. Everyone was fed, bathed, and breathing on Friday night so I think it was a successful week. I'll be honest- I had NO idea how hard I worked at home until I went back to work. It's been somewhat of a mini-vaca from doing laundry, dishes, cleaning up messes, changing multiple diapers, etc...not that I'm complaining because as I stated in earlier posts I would much rather be home, but it's a lot more work!

What a week it's been. Bird3 decided he really wanted to try his hand in flying. UUUHHHHH...well, we all know how this turns out. Wednesday evening I peered out the kitchen window to see Bird2 and friend carrying Bird3 up to the house from the swingset. Oh no! He wouldn't put any weight on his right leg. Oh no! What in the world happened? He literally thought he could fly and dove off the swingset. Seriously.

Forward to Thursday: Bird3 continues to severly limp. Still, do I call the dr? no. I call my mother, the nurse- yes, the one who gave me the dog's expired antibiotics when I had strep throat as a child! She says "don't worry about it". Okay, so I don't. Except that he's still limping.

Forward to Saturday: Bird3 now has fever, sore throat, drooling, stinky breath. Okay. UGH! I realize this has nothing to do with the flying incident but it's another problem none the less. So off to Ergicare we go. Strep negative- shocking because he had theeee stinkiest sick breath ever and while we're there might as well have the foot looked at. Two-fer-one special. Doc says foot looks fine- damn, the QueenBird's mom was right- but if he's still limping by Monday go back to the regular doc. So here we are Sunday- Bird3 is still snoozing. Pray it's a better week for my Bird.