Monday, November 2, 2009
We have a long-standing tradition of going to a friend's house in East Lansing for dinner, then taking the kids out in their neighborhood. After trick-or-treating we end up at another friend's house for adult dessert and for children to count and sort their take.
But clearly a new plan needed to be made. This year the big boys (Maxim, Sergei and Ilya) wanted to trick-or-treat with their friends in our neighborhood, so I would just need to alert our friends and convince the big boys to take Zhen with them. But mid-afternoon Anastasia calls. She's all better! And, indeed, her voice was bright and she was full of what she'd put together for a costume. And, as is her (and all the kids') wont, she called again to ask if she could put glitter in her hair, and again to see if her friend Madeline from the neighborhood could come with us to East Lansing, and again to see if Madeline's mom had said yes - etc.
So, I did believe that maybe she'd just been overtired, and that she was energized and ready to go. And when I got home she looked great. I put a spinach salad together and got the three little ones into the car. But about the time we all sat down to the table, I noticed a bit of wavering, and refusal of pizza, or soup, or salad.... Not like Nastya.
She said she was cold, and my friend's husband put her in a chair in the garden room, wrapped in a blanket. When it came time to trick-or-treat I encouraged her to stay in, but she was determined to go with us. This is when I took the photo - Anastasia Determined to Go.
She made it around the cul-du-sac, and that was the end. Back to the house she went to curl up once more. Zhen is at the age where girls are as much fun as boys, so though Madeline is not usually his friend, the two of them had no problems at all having a good time. Of course the "after-glow" was out, and they were both disappointed. So was I, but the responsible mother needed to kick in.
So - bad mother here? I think I tried to be responsible. I really did believe that she was recovered. Should I have taken her home when she began to feel puny? But that would have ruined the evening for Zhen and Madeline. Well, I did my best. She crawled into bed at home. And claimed weakness and misery when I left for work yesterday.... So imagine my surprise when she called mid-afternoon bright and cheerful. And, my repeated dismay to find her sick again when I came home.
What is it with these odd illenesses that are cyclical? I don't think she is "faking it" at all. I think she really is feeling well in the afternoons. And is truly miserable morning and evening. I recall an odd phenomenon one winter when I'd begin to feel sick around 4 p.m., and get worse and worse as the night went, on - only to feel perfectly fine next morning - and that went on for weeks!
So any of my physician readers may want to elucidate.
PS - I have seen a couple of references to a determination to blog every day of November. Well, having missed the first day, perhaps it is not fair to head out into the rest of the month, but I just might. I have to get over the sense that every post must be an essay with merit. I hoped to chronical our family life and it is not a work of art!