Our basement is (finally!) nearing completion. Last week, while Justin was away, I got to pick the carpet and tile (muahahaha!) I picked the carpet below - top left color, named "Wicker." It's a strong berber mix that should stand up to even Jack's wear and tear.

They finished tiling today. It looks great! We are still waiting on the grout to dry, so I couldn't stand on it to take pictures. But here it is from the top of the stairwell:
And a (kind of dark) picture looking down on the washer and dryer:
Here is the threshold from the hallway area to the Entertainment Room (where the carpet will be laid on Tuesday when it comes in.)
And the threshold to the office:
I think it's coming along very nicely! I honestly cannot wait for it to be done. With everything that happened this past week, I am ready to no longer have contractors in my house (as nice as they are.)
Speaking of, we had quite an eventful week. Justin was in Mexico for work and everything was going perfectly swimmingly until Wednesday night. I woke up nauseous, with the worst diarrhea and vomiting that I have had in probably forever. I was throwing up every 30 minutes, sick as a dog, and Justin was away. I managed to drag myself off the bathroom floor and get Jack to daycare on Thursday morning. His poor teachers! I must have looked like death. I didn't even change him out of his PJ's, and I didn't prepare his bottles or anything. I basically just handed him over and said, "I am so sick, please just take him!" Thankfully they are great and they understood.
I spent Thursday basically staring at the wall laying in bed and not moving, or staring at the toilet from the bathroom floor. Finally one of my coworkers was nice enough to volunteer to drive me to pick up Jack at daycare. I was so grateful. By that time I was able to hold down a sip or two of Pedialyte, but that was about it. We picked Jack up and got home, and lo and behold, he started running a fever and acting very fussy. He had a very fitful night on Thursday - he was up every 30 minutes to an hour, screaming and crying and not eating.
Friday morning couldn't come soon enough. I called the pediatrician's office when they opened at 8:30am, and explained what was going on. They said that unforutnately, if he was indeed getting the stomach flu that I was recovering from, that there wasn't much they could do. I was instructed to keep him on baby Tylenol, watch him closely for dehydration, and pray that it only lasted 24 hours. It seemed odd to me because he never started throwing up, but I figured I'd just hang out with him and see. I was beyond exhausted and still sick myself, so I wasn't much for making grand decisions.
About two hours later, Jack finally decided he wanted to nurse. I was so grateful that he was finally eating ... but also a little concerned because I was so dehydrated myself that I wasn't sure I had any milk. He had just settled in when I put my hand under his head like usual, and I grazed his left ear. You would have thought I just chopped off his leg. He screamed, cried, turned red, and was yelling up a storm. I knew immediately that this wasn't normal, so I called the doctor's office back.
Sure enough, they wanted to see him. He had just been in two weeks ago for double ear infections and finished Amoxicillian on Sunday ... and here it was Friday and we were back again. (Did I mention he had his 6-month well-baby checkup on Monday? Yes, we live at the pediatrician's.) This time, they took one look at his ear and said "Yup! Still infected." He's now on a special-kid strong-dose of Amox-Clav (which is Amoxicillian and Clavulanate), specially made for kids with recurring ear infections. He's six months old, already with recurring ear infections. I have two words: UH OH.
Anyway, so he's been on that for about 24 hours now, and is back to his old self. Me, on the other hand ... I had my first solid food again for lunch today, after almost 52 hours with nothing but Pedialyte, juice, gatorade, and veggie broth. I still feel a little sick to my stomach, and I definitely am not trying any new foods any time soon. I do have to say, though, that it's a pretty good weight-loss program: I lost almost 7 lbs in 3 days. (Not healthy though, that's for sure!)
We are very glad to have Daddy back home. He makes us laugh (Jack literally LIT UP when Justin walked in the door last night) and he takes good care of us. He even took us to Target today to get out of the house, and bought Jack a special new toy. We are looking forward to resting up and having a very low-key weekend. We all need it!
Love, Kelly