Showing posts with label H1N1. Show all posts
Showing posts with label H1N1. Show all posts

Friday, October 16, 2009

Rain, Rain, Dance, Dance.




We are in the grips of a Nor'easter. Driving home from the gym this morning my car told me that it was 38 degrees out. 38 and pouring, that is. Nate has been out of town most of the week and will not return until late tonight.

I got flashbacks to this time last year ~ More specifically of Nate's trip to Germany (And Amsterdam! Let's not forget Amsterdam! :)). He was gone for a week. Both kids got sick. It rained the ENTIRE week. And life was really, really hard. Jules was 7 months old, crawling and eating solids, and Luke was only 19 months old and into everything. I remember feeling slightly panicked at times. I had very little help that week (I'm terrible at asking for help) and felt very isolated with sick babies and lousy weather.

This year, not so much. I'm rather enjoying the cozy cold rain, and the afternoons spent eating popcorn together on the couch as we read book after book. When the books get old its time to DANCE. Julia has found her dancing groove all of a sudden, and she and Luke will spend up to an hour ~ him doing this crazy flailing armed seizure-ish dance, and her shaking her diapered booty as she waves her hands in the air. Every few minutes they grab hands and sing "round and round" or "ring around the Rosie" as they spin around the modified dance floor until they crash to the ground in gales of laughter. I am grateful for good friends, a warm house, warm food, and healthy babies.

Have you guys heard about this thing called H1N1, or the "illness formerly known as Swine Flu?". Yeah, just kidding. You can't escape it. The hysteria is high ~ whether it is valid or not is not for me to determine. I have had several friends who have had it ~ all took Tamiflu, all have recovered nicely after a week or so of being down and out. I vacillate between fear and annoyance at the whole thing. As of right now (after talking to our Pedi, friends who are nurses, my OB and our prospective Midwife) we are choosing to not get the vaccine, but I am open to any and all information about it, and I reserve the right to change my mind on the vax at a moments notice. I'm not worried about the safety of it, necessarily. I feel it is no different than the regular flu shot as far as safety. Just like everyone else, I know nothing about the effectiveness of the vax, and don't know that I can justify injecting my kids (twice, three times if you count the regular seasonal flu shot) with something that has in no way been proven to be effective. None of us have ever gotten the flu shot before (nor have any of us ever gotten the flu). A new report which seems to indicate that those who got last years flu shot are MORE susceptible to getting H1N1 has me nervous ~ What's to say that there will not be another epidemic bigger and badder than this one next year preying on those who got this vax? Why not rely on natural immunity? My kids are healthy, they are fabulous eaters, they are fabulous sleepers, they have no underlying conditions like asthma or auto immune issues.

To throw another wrench into the decision is the fact that I am pregnant. That (if you read the papers) means that I will die. Okay, not die necessarily, but I am the equivalent of a swine flu ticking time bomb according to some news sources. That might make me more likely to get the shot ~ But for the fact that I am not just thinking of me, but the baby I carry. If the vax is not recommended/safe for babies under 6 months of age, why should I feel confident that it is safe for babies in the womb? Are they not even MORE delicate than newborns?

Anyway. I ramble. I know that there are strong feelings on this one on both sides of the issue. I respect those who are lining up to vax, and those who say NO WAY IN HELL. I get it that any and all decisions that we as parents make concerning this flu are coming from a place of love for our children. I am grateful for vaccines, in general. I feel 100% insanely confident that vax have NOTHING to do with Autism. I am grateful to have the luxury of not fearing polio, or whooping cough, or smallpox, thanks to vaccines. Our kids have had a slightly delayed schedule, and skipped one or two, but are fully immunized by the age of 2. I am a big believer in herd immunity, and believe that choosing to vax my kids is something that helps ALL kids, not just my own. I feel grateful that we can travel internationally with our family without fearing things that may not exist in our country these days, but surely do exist in other parts of the world. I think that *some* parents get on board with the trendy "Vax are so evillllllllll" bandwagon without enough research. Not all, but some. I admit, I was a bit that way before I read and read and read. Anyway. I'm so all over the place here. I have to bundle up the wee ones to get out to the farm this afternoon, and then we are all putting on our pajamas, ordering pizza, and settling in to watch the Phillies with Dee. I can't wait. Enough worrying about super flu's and vaccinations for the day.



Thursday, October 1, 2009

Falling into routine



October first!

I can hardly believe it. We experienced our first truly cold morning and blustery chilly day today on the first of October. Luke and Jules came in from playing with runny noses and pink cheeks and smelling like crisp air and woodsmoke. Fall is really upon us.

Life is settling into a lovely rhythm. Luke is in school Tuesday and Thursday mornings. I drop him off a bit before 9 and head straight to the gym with Jules. A workout and some relaxing in the cafe, then my girl and I go on one errand running date. Doing ANYTHING with just one child vs. two toddlers is so much easier, and so much fun. She is a delight, and I think that the one on one time is really good for her. I don't know exactly when Julia became so much easier ~ but she did and I feel the need to sing her praises. After being in a bit of a clingy/demanding place this spring she has completely come into her own. Her sense of humor has really developed and she loves to copy anything that any one of us is doing at any time. She has a tenderness that I love, and just melts into my arms when I pick her up. I'm loving my time alone with my girl. We pick Luke up at 12 ~ the kids are out on the playground so Jules get to play some while I talk with the teachers and the other Moms. I get excited to pick up the infamous bucket, which is always crammed with some sort of artistic creation. The teachers tell me that Luke asks to make two of every picture ("One for my Julia").....so he frequently comes home with two creations. To say that he has made the adjustment to preschool easily would be an understatement. One day when I got there he looked at me, his face lit up, then fell, as he instantly said "I don't want to go home yeeeeeet Mama!". I felt hurt, and proud (and hurt) all at the same time. Tuesday when I picked him up he also had a Scholastic book order form in his bucket. I was hit with a visceral physical reaction of shock and awe ~ I had completely forgotten about those things! I instantly remembered bringing them home from school and spending hours agonizing over them, reading each description over and over, and circling and starring the books that I most fervently hoped that I might be allowed to order. How it is possible that I went from there to being the MOM of a child ordering those books so quickly is beyond me. I can't wait to place his first order (after spending hours reading all of the descriptions and circling and starring my favorites, of course).

Wednesday is play group, which has been a happy staple in our lives for almost 3 years now. That leaves Mondays and Fridays to go the the PTM, Zoo, moon bounce, or to get together with friends. The kids sleep so long in the afternoon that we have to keep it to short adventures when they wake up, a trip to the library or to visit family or a walk around the borough. Somedays it is just fort building and lots of book reading while cuddled under blankets in the living room. Today that time was spent exploring outside with Daddy and climbing all over a huge tree that fell down in Buddy's yard. Then it is home for the eat dinner/bath/bed routine. Jules is in bed by 7, and Luke between 7.30 and 8, depending on how long he slept at nap time. Sometime around 7 or 7.30 am the whole routine begins again.

We have escaped illness thus far, but I am sure that it is lurking right around the corner. Between school, and the gym, and the million other kids and people that we interact with on a weekly basis, there are simply too many germs to avoid them all. You can't swing a dead cat these days without hitting a story about H1N1, and there is a ton of conflicting information and fear mongering going on in the media. We have been and will continue to follow common sense procedures like tons of hand washing and good nutrition and lots of sleep and we hope to avoid serious illness this winter. Happy fall and may EVERYONE who reads this stay healthy this winter!