Pink Eye

I think the other kids at daycare were mad that Drew is leaving and they decided to team up and rub their eyes all over him giving him pink eye on Monday. His friend Jack got it Friday and my heart sunk when I saw the name of his daycare on our caller ID early Monday morning. Mother's intuition or not, I knew it. Nice going away gift right?

And they were right. The full-blown crusty, pink and puffy eye stared back at me when I went to pick him up. Within a few hours, we had eye drops in hand and were ready to fight this battle, determined not to let it spread to his other eye, nor our eyes. Although the drops are near impossible to administer to a 1 year old, I did get a lot of good advice from friends on facebook and appreciate that!

Today is day three and he woke up looking much better. I've washed his sheets, bibs and blankets daily and he's worn clean PJ's each night as well. Over my lunch breaks I've taken to spraying Lysol all over the house in an effort to kill anything I could. This morning his eye looked already 80% better and despite Derek and I feeling some eye itchiness (it's probably just in our head), I think we're all in the clear!

Sure I hate that Drew has this now on top of his current coughing, other bruises and black eye, but it did mean I got to play "stay-at-home" mom for a couple half days and enjoy the perks of that lifestyle. To take advantage of our time together, we bundled up and ventured to a playground to get some sunshine and enjoy the unseasonably nice weather on Monday.

Drew was in pretty good spirits enjoying swinging and cruising along anything he could, but mostly trying to eat mulch.

The best part was at the end of our adventure. There was a big porch swing right by the water. I plopped him on my lap with a blanket and we watched the birds and ducks together as the wind whispered at our backs. Those 5 minutes were pure bliss as he snuggled in to listen to my stories about boats and fish in the water. Pink eye or not, I cherish those times.