It's been a great week and a difficult week. The monsoon, that everyone swore to me was ending, proved it still had legs. There were more rainy and cloudy hours than sunny ones. Not seeing the sun is getting hard. As in, seasonal affective disorder hard. I am really hoping for an end quite soon. I am getting a little stir crazy.
Oliver and I both had issues with our stomach's again this week. I got very ill very quickly one night and it took me the entire next day to recover. Poor little Oliver has the worst gas I have ever seen anyone have. His entire body goes rigid, his face turns beet-red, and he screams until it passes. It breaks my heart; lots of tears have been shed between the two of us. It's made us both just a little *off*. I am putting myself on a bland diet to see if it helps (I have tried just about everything else!) and we are going to see the pediatrician tomorrow to see if he can offer any help. Sigh.
A wonderful thing happened to me and Oliver on Friday as we were walking to meet a friend in the bazaar. Five children were walking home from their school all huddled under a very tiny umbrella (it was pouring, but I really needed to get out of the house). I heard the oldest say something and immediately after, the two youngest children scrambled over to me and huddled under my huge, golf-bag style umbrella. These little soaked children walked the entire way into town with us and didn't say a single word to me but just kept looking up at Oliver in his carrier and laughing. Oliver seemed quite surprised that we had guests and he just stared at them the entire time, every once and a while letting out a little "AHH!" Which just made the kids laugh harder. Once we got into town a ways the two kids scampered off towards home (I assume) never really acknowledging me but giving Oliver one last big smile. It was such a sweet, pleasant encounter and I was happy to shield them from the rain. I hope I can be as helpful to someone the next time it rains. Which it will...because this monsoon is sticking around!
Oliver and I both had issues with our stomach's again this week. I got very ill very quickly one night and it took me the entire next day to recover. Poor little Oliver has the worst gas I have ever seen anyone have. His entire body goes rigid, his face turns beet-red, and he screams until it passes. It breaks my heart; lots of tears have been shed between the two of us. It's made us both just a little *off*. I am putting myself on a bland diet to see if it helps (I have tried just about everything else!) and we are going to see the pediatrician tomorrow to see if he can offer any help. Sigh.
A wonderful thing happened to me and Oliver on Friday as we were walking to meet a friend in the bazaar. Five children were walking home from their school all huddled under a very tiny umbrella (it was pouring, but I really needed to get out of the house). I heard the oldest say something and immediately after, the two youngest children scrambled over to me and huddled under my huge, golf-bag style umbrella. These little soaked children walked the entire way into town with us and didn't say a single word to me but just kept looking up at Oliver in his carrier and laughing. Oliver seemed quite surprised that we had guests and he just stared at them the entire time, every once and a while letting out a little "AHH!" Which just made the kids laugh harder. Once we got into town a ways the two kids scampered off towards home (I assume) never really acknowledging me but giving Oliver one last big smile. It was such a sweet, pleasant encounter and I was happy to shield them from the rain. I hope I can be as helpful to someone the next time it rains. Which it will...because this monsoon is sticking around!
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