|This almost made me feel bad about eating bacon, but then BACON|
|Daddy, those dogs are funny looking|
|Or wait, is Peanut the funny looking dog??|
We thought the fair would be bigger since my in-laws live in a rural area, but it was pretty sparse so we ran out of things to do pretty quickly. I mean, there is only so long you can look at creepy arts and crafts things like this:
|Yeah, that's a painted horse skull. A HORSE SKULL.|
|Need a helping hoof?|
Faith had a good time at the fair and crashed hard for the night after dinner. The next morning she woke up at her usual time and I dosed her up with amoxicillin first thing like usual (she was on day 7 of antibiotics after the strep/scarlet fever last weekend). She was playing with her toys waiting for breakfast and I noticed that she looked...blotchy. It was just on her torso, but within an hour it started spreading down her arms and legs and onto her face. Pretty soon this is what she looked like:
|This kid is going to give me gray hair|
Other than looking like a carrier of the Black Death, she was acting completely normal. She had a great appetite, no fever, and she was in a good mood. She wasn't scratching either, so we couldn't think of a reason to keep her home from the "Family Day" events at my in-law's active living community.
Faith had a great time at the event, especially when my husband blew bubbles for her to chase.
|Ok Daddy, make this one count!|
|BUBBLES! I must catch them!|
She was having fun, but the sun was making her sweat which make her rash look even worse. I knew it was getting bad when I saw two old ladies pointing at Faith and discussing her rash. After about an hour, we had to retreat back to the AC and I decided to call the on call weekend doctor. While I was waiting for him to call me back, Faith ate a huge lunch and fell asleep, so she was the least worried person about her spreading rash.
Once I talked to the doctor and went over the history of the last week, he thought she might be having a reaction to the amoxicillin. I was surprised to hear that since she had been on it for a week, but apparently 3-10% of people can get what's called a "nonallergic rash" up to 7-8 days after the first dose. It doesn't necessarily mean she's allergic to penicillin, but since the doctor was just talking to me versus seeing her, he decided to switch her to a non-penicillin antibiotic just to be safe.
I really thought my time having an oddly rashy child was over after the scarlet fever rash faded, but now she looks like this:
|It's on her poor little face too|
We are trying anti-histamines but so far it's not helping too much. From what I read, it just has to fade on its own. At least it doesn't bother her at all, so we can all deal with her looking a little blotchy for a few days. Hopefully this can be the last rash for a while!
This morning I got up early for a group run and the weather was absolutely fantastic with low 70s and a nice breeze. I think this was the first time it was below 78 degrees at 6am over a month! I didn't want to go too far today because running too far on pavement really hurts my joints at this stage in pregnancy, so I just did 7 miles today. It felt pretty good, but I am getting to that "breathless" stage of pregnancy so that caused me to take a couple walk breaks. I probably won't be able to breathe normally until after the baby drops, and who knows if I'll even be crazy enough to still be running at that point.
Once I got back, I made waffles for everyone (I actually got home before Faith got up, that never happens!) and then took my blotchy kid with me to the grocery store. Luckily no one said anything about her, so I didn't even have to bitchslap anyone. We picked up Peanut on our way home because she was still at the kennel since we got home too late yesterday to pick her up. As usual, Peanut had a great time while we were gone.
|Peanut learned that stink eye from me|
When we got done with all of that, I was looking forward to taking a nap when Faith was taking her nap, but my plans were thwarted by a freak accident. We pay a guy to mow our lawn since my husband needs the weekends to do homework, and he knocked on our door to ask if our basement door was already broken, or did he do that?
|I think we would have remembered if it already looked like THIS|
It was so bad that as I was taking that picture, I could hear it continuing to crack. My husband taped it up so hopefully it will last until we get someone out here to fix it. Our lawn guy has insurance, so the cost will be covered so it's not really a big deal.
I know, at this point you're probably shocked by my level of stoicism in the face of true suffering. Don't you hate when the hired help break things and then interrupt your mid-day slumber with apologies and offers to pay to fix it?
|Her hair is always freaking perfect|
If you could have hired help do one chore, what would you pick? I do enjoy not having to dirty my hands with yard work, but I often dream of having a Bathroom Monkey.
|Throws poop, but cleans it up!|