Oh my poor wee babies! Rebe and Joa have had a serious dose of chicken pox.
I knew that with Rebe in particular it would not be a pleasant experience. She is so sensitive anyway and her skin is definitely her most important and delicate sense organ. At times over the past few days she has literally been pacing the floors, screaming and shouting and crying. Begging for me to make it stop, saying she will give anything just for 2 minutes of feeling ok.
The first day was pretty ok, the spots scattered and blistery.
We thought we'd turn our hand to being sweetie makers this year so we chose 3 recipes from this book:
First we made an army of coconut mice.
Then while the boys were sleeping in the afternoon Rebe and I made toffee:
The day after that was the half marathon (did I tell you I ran a half marathon? ;-P) and the kids were just too poorly to leave the house so Andy came here to look after them. That night Rebe got about 2 hours sleep, so then next day we were all exhausted. Andy came over again and cheered them a little, then took to boys out for a little walk, which helped a lot.
In all the desperate itching and sore tummies and temperatures we found a few wee islands of relief:
calamine lotion, lavender and baking soda baths
Books! Oh how we have read, it was, for Rebe, better than any cream or ointment or medicine. All the while we were reading the itching eased so we read both of these lovely books cover to cover (twice) and really enjoyed them...even at 3.45am!
So this afternoon we carried on with our Christmas presents:
Joa is still really struggling, he has them all in his eyes and in his mouth. I hope though that he has a good sleep and will feel a bit better tomorrow...but for now next week is cancelled :-)