I have been back to work for 2 weeks now and this was my first week with kids. So
Kade has been at his new
babysitter's house for two weeks now. I drop him off on my way this year because it is closer to my work. Everyday he has screamed and hung on me not to leave; which makes it a very hard morning for mommy and
Kade. Miss Linda said that as soon as I leave he stops crying and eats his breakfast, but it still always makes me feel pretty awful and guilty for leaving. Everyone I talk to says that it is just a phase and he should get over that soon, so I'm really hoping they are right. We really like his new babysitter and he seems to have a good time when he is there; she said he doesn't stop playing all day long.
Kade had a runny nose for about a week that was pretty bad.
Everytime he gets a runny nose I am always scared he is going to get an ear infection because he usually does. The scary thing is that he never gets fever with ear infections usually so we never really know when to take him to the doctor.
Kade is a really active boy and lots of people have told me that he likes to live on the "edge" because he really has no fear of anything. So I should have know that it would just be a matter of time before he got hurt. On Tuesday I had a pretty wild day at work; I won't elaborate on the blog about that. When I went to pick up
Kade he had a big scrape on his face. Miss Linda said that he was carrying a ball his size and fell outside on her patio. She said that he had been pretty
whiney and clumsy all day. She said that being clumsy was a sign of an ear infection but he had not had fever.
I called Tim on the way home crying of course saying that I thought
Kade had an ear infection and I needed to take him to Care Now. I will admit I can be a little dramatic at times and so now this sounds really silly, but I was crying hysterically telling Tim I was scared to take
Kade to the doctor because they were going to see how awful his face looked and think we didn't take care of him and then they would take
Kade away from us. I know really over DRAMATIC, but I was a very worried and tired mommy. Tim assured me they would not take
Kade away and that he would meet me there.
We got to the clinic and they said it would be an hour wait and that they would call my cell phone when they had a room ready. So we went home because I wanted to try to give him some dinner. When we got home he was so fussy and would not let me put him down, so I made him a
sandwich with one hand and then the phone rang saying they were ready for us. It was quicker that I had thought, so I had to rush and put everything back in the
refrigerator still holding a screaming
Kade. I rushed out of the house and locked the door behind me, got
Kade in his seat, and then went to start the car and realized I just locked my keys in the house. So again I called Tim crying and told him they were ready for us and I locked my keys in the house. He was close to being home and got there in about 10 minutes to drive us to the clinic.
When we got there they called us right in and first had to weigh
Kade and check his ear rate. O.k on a normal day he is has stranger anxiety pretty bad, but especially on this day he felt like crap and did not want a stranger touching him. He was screaming a wiggling pretty bad making it really hard to get his heart rate. The nurse kept huffing and rolling her eyes at him. I was seriously about to lose it on that woman when she finally left and got another nurse to come in. The new nurse was really patient and nice and was able to get what they needed. The doctor confirmed an ear infection on both ears and gave him an antibiotic. Poor
Kade fell asleep in my lap as the doctor was explaining everything to us.
The next day
Kade felt much better and was back to living on the "edge" as usual. He played and ate well at the babysitter. When we got home that night I caught him climb on the window ledge and stand on top of the trash can trying to get the phone off the counter. So I am pretty sure our little stunt man will continue to surprise us with trips to the clinic.
Hope next week is less eventful. :)

This picture was taken a few days later, the pitiful face is not because he is in pain it's because he is mad at me for not letting him climb on the trash can.