Lazy Monday and Siblings

Happy Lazy Monday everyone.  Hopefully you all had a nice weekend.  Friday my daughter started coming down with a cold so Saturday was a lazy day too.  Sunday she seemed better so off to the I.E. for Superbowl Sunday with the family.  Hanging out with my husbands family is always a good time.  We even won some money! Last night the kid started coughing which sucks.  She has asthma and every time she gets a cold, her asthma flares up.  She has been on a daily inhaler twice a day for the last month, so it's helping.  I did have to give her the Albuterol today though.  So that is why it's been a lazy Monday.  We had plans to go to Disneyland but I didn't want to take any chances with her asthma.  Now I am trying to figure out what to do about tomorrow.  I work tomorrow, but really would like to keep the kid in another day.  Especially since her coughing spells have gotten worse.  This is the sucky part about being a working mom.  Who watches your kid when they get sick??  In my opinion, it should be ME.  Or the husband, but he has to go out of town for the day.  She's my responsibility.  It blows to have to find someone to stay with her.  And with the asthma issues, I want to be the one to stay with her.  Asthma sucks.  I watched my brother struggle with it when he was a kid.  It was the scariest thing ever.  The nurses and doctors knew him by first name in the ER. That's not cool.  I prayed my child(ren) would never have to go through that and here we are.  We have had two times when it got a little scary.  Watching your child struggle to breathe is the worst thing ever.  Thankfully she has a great pediatrician and I have my brother to talk to about it.  The medicine to treat asthma is so much better than it was 20 years ago so I am thankful for that.  You just don't want to let your kid out of your sight when they get sick though.  She has slept in our bed the last two nights because I want to hear her breathe.  I am so scared she will have an attack in the night and I won't hear her.  UH.  Now I know why my dad was the way he was with my bro.  So protective.  Funny story....  So when I was about 14 my Uncle Kenny (RIP) took me and cousins skiing.  My brother really, really wanted to go but my dad had to work on this particular day so he didn't want him going.  My poor little brother.  He had his bagged all packed and was ready to go.  My dad said no over the phone and my bro flipped out.  I remember it like it was yesterday.  He was wearing his Bugle Boy pants and a long sleeve shirt and had his shaggy bowl haircut....He walked down the hall and threw his suitcase into his room.  Well, he must have been really pissed cuz the suitcase went flying through his room and right out the window.  Ha ha ha!!  I was so happy to have witnessed the whole thing.  I said, "Oh you are in trouble now....!"  Which totally enraged the poor kid.  But looking back on it now, I know why my dad didn't let him go.  I totally get it.  Even though we both didn't get it then, we do now since we both have kids who struggle with asthma.  Hopefully those two girls will understand it when we have to tell them no sometimes.  Hopefully we won't have any broken windows.  :)  So now I look at my bro and see that he does not struggle with asthma the way he did.  He is a firefighter and pretty much has no issues with it.  I have hope that my kid will grow out of it.  Hopefully she will grow out of it before it gets worse.  Only time will tell.  So thank God for modern day medicine to treat it now!! 

As I sit here, I laugh at the times my brother and I had.  That suitcase incident will always be a highlight in my life.  We had such good times as kids.  Like the one time we were at my mom's house and she was outside watering the yard....him and I got into a HUGE fight and almost killed each other.  It was great.  Let's see...I must have been about 12 years old.  Ha ha....I pushed him into the counter and held a knife to his throat (don't worry...I would have never hurt him).  Then I threw the knife and ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.  Then all was quiet.  I stood against the door listening for him....Nothing.  Just as I stepped away from the door, the knife appeared under the door slashing back and forth.  Holy crap!!  Had I not moved away, my bare feet would've been slashed up.  Then of course I started screaming for my life.  My mom had no idea what was going on.  I may have even cried.  Crazy @$$ brother.  Then there was the time we were fighting and he held my arms down to my sides cuz he thought I was going to hit him.  He wouldn't let go and I warned him....  I broke out of his grip and grazed his arm with the pen I was holding.  He told me I was a crazy b!tch.  I told him I warned him.  So much fun!  We really do love one another.  But the time that really stands out is the time the principal came to our house and dragged his @$$ to school.  Oh yes.  They did that back then.  I think he was in Kindergarten.  It was cool and cloudy day...I was home sick (by the grace of God) and he wouldn't get out of bed to go to school.  My mom called the Principal's office and explained the situation. A few minutes later a maroon Honda pulled up.  The Principal - a tall, bald, red-faced man - appeared with his secretary (or some other office lady).  I can't remember if they actually came in or not, but I do vividly remember his @$$ being carried down the driveway...kicking and screaming.  HA!!  They put him in the back seat and off they went.  God made me sick that day on purpose.  So I could see that.  I wonder if my brother remembers that day????  Like I said, I love that guy more than anything.  How could I not give my daughter a sibling??  We have tossed the idea back and forth.  Life is good.  She is a great kid.  She has her moments, but for the most part, she's awesome.  She sleeps too.  We didn't get up til 9am today.  What if I get some kid that wakes up at the crack of dawn every morning??  I suppose that may be a chance we will have to take for our daughter.  She needs a little bro or sis to make fun of, fight with, and have the best of times with.  I cannot imagine not having my brother.  I do have two sisters too...I shouldn't forget them.  We are just thirteen years apart so it was different.  Now I just get to deal with their young adult drama.  I love those girls more than anything as well, but they need to get it together.  They're trying.  I give them that. They just didn't have good guidance.  Hopefully the future holds positive things for them. They are beautiful young women who deserve to have everything.  Here are some pics of me and my siblings...

My sis at her baby shower.  I'm the one in green with the kid.

That's the brother...he's a funny guy.  And of course my other sis.  By the way, the two girls are twins.  Yep.  One has brown hair, brown eyes and one has blonde hair, blue eyes.  And the blonde is like 5'8" and the brunette is like 5'.  Crazy.

One more thing...this is for my brother if he's reading...don't think I forgot about the time that you super glued my new sandals to the dining room table.  I swore that I would get you back one day.  It will happen.  It's been over 20 years, but I have not forgotten.  Just you wait..... 

What are your thoughts on only having one child?  I would love to know.  I know a couple "only children" and they all wish they had a sibling.  Except my cousin's daughter...I think she enjoys being her mom's only one.  And she is an awesome young lady.  Anyway, share your thoughts.  Give me the pluses and minuses.  I'm not getting any younger.  Going to be 35 in two months from today........ Crap I'm getting old.  Take care everyone!!

Windizzle