Two weeks ago, all the small members of the household were stricken with a nasty respiratory bug (well, all the small human members–the cat was fine.) It was a very long six or seven days of miserable babies, cuddly babies, miserable mommies feeling terrible for their miserable babies, but very grateful for their cuddly babies…In the midst of it all, I took a day trying to document by photograph what things were like when everyone is sick, but of course I wasn’t able to photograph the really key moments: doctor visits; midnight crying and consolation; the many, many hours spent in the rocking chair holding a sad and sick little one. The moments in the pictures are the brief ones, the ones where I wasn’t entirely needed and could wield the camera instead.
We watched a lot of shows during this time. Clive was incredibly unhappy and whiny (can you blame him?) and was pretty much only content while watching something or rocking with me.
Their favorite shows? Peter Pan, The Many Adventures of Winnie-The-Pooh, Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.
Ephraim had the easiest time of all three boys, but he still reaped the benefits of the temporary lift of the TV ban (we usually only watch on Fridays.)
These photos were taken before Anselm’s fever spiked and he refused to eat solid food for a few days. Have I mentioned how glad I am that he’s better?