It's Beginning to Sound a Lot Like Christmas

I was so excited about getting the mail today. I checked it at 10 and again just before 10:30...no luck. I was despondent. I was anticipating my Christmas CD from Ragged. The mail didn't come. And it didn't come. And I knew the CD would be in it. At 2, MIL came by with a Christmas card for us that had been mixed in with their mail. I asked if the mail was late today and she said she didn't know. I was resigned to wait another day...unhappily.

During the mail checking and waiting and despairing, Husband and I discovered #1 Son had spots. Yup, spots. There had been a few on his hand since Friday or Saturday. I assumed (due to his history) they were an allergic reaction so I greased them up with steroid cream last night at bedtime. This morning they were worse. And spreading. Now, I'm calling them spots because they resemble no rash I've ever seen. There are 4 on his hand and maybe 7 more scattered far and wide across his little body. I called the doctor and was told to bring him in at 3.

#1 Son informed me, "I think I'm dying here, Mom." I told him I hoped not, what would I do without him? "If your new baby is a boy, you could name him #1 Son." I said I'd much rather keep the one I've got. I'd be too sad if he died. "Ok, Mom. I won't die." I'm so relieved!

As the boys and I were headed out to the doctor, I checked the mail one last time...and low and behold, there was my CD from Ragged!!! Yipee! I've listened to it twice, I adore it, and I intend on putting it in the boys' CD player at bed time tonight...it's nice and mellow and will lull them into a dream filled slumber. I think Ragged referred to it as "eclectic." If that's the case, the one I made her may be considered down right manic. BTW, I mailed it today, Ragged. Keep an eye out.

We saw the NP at our doc's office (I love her) since she was the one who saw him Thursday when his glands looked like clementine oranges. She took a good long look at his spots and decided they're a part of this virus. She said they had "umbilical centers" and that is consistent with a virus. She said to bring him back on Friday as a precaution. He's a little pale (not unusual for #1 Son) and she doesn't want to risk him being very ill over the weekend. Since there have been no other symptoms, it's not too bad, just kind of icky. I'm just thankful it isn't painful, or itchy, or accompanied by a fever.

I did pick up some Christmas cards today...now if I can only get my list made.