My oldest son is very allergic to mosquito bites which is not a surprise since I am very allergic to mosquito bites. If I get one on my foot, my entire foot will swell up. It's not pretty so I try to stay away from places where there may be a lot of bugs. Unfortunately, getting a 7 year old boy to stay away from grass and trees during the summer is an impossible feat. It's fine - luckily I have figured out how to treat the allergic reactions and because they're not life threatening treating bug bites does not involve a trip to the emergency room.
This weekend, my son started to itch and when I looked at his leg covered in mosquito bite welts, I knew that we would be taking a trip to Walgreens for anti-itch cream and oral antihistamines. I started giving him the oral antihistamine Friday night but by Sunday I had to break out the antihistamine spray and ice bags. He's a trooper and is fine, but the boys' father woke me up this morning at 1:30 to tell me that my son was really itchy. Seriously?!?! I wonder if I am the only parent of these 2 beautiful boys who can figure out how to comfort them.
So, I gave my son a dose of oral antihistamine and sprayed the topical antihistamine on his legs. I tucked him into my bed and put ice bags on his legs and feet and tried to make him as comfortable as possible. It was my sons' father's day to put him to bed (don't ask I don't want to explain) and when he saw that our son was tucked into my bed gave me that "it's my night beotch" look. I told him that he could sleep in the bed and I would sleep on the couch and then went to check on my other son.
Our dog, Redmond, sleeps in the boys' room so when the ruckus occured, he woke up which woke up my youngest son who did not want to be in his room alone. I picked up my youngest son and tucked him into my bed which already had my other son and their father in it. I ended up sleeping in one of the boys' bed with the dog sleeping in the space between the 2 beds. I realized that I could have been completely pissed off because I am not "allowed" to have the boys sleep in my bed when it is my turn to put them to sleep. But, I was actually happy. As I drifted off to sleep, I was happy that my sons were in a comfy bed and that the oldes one was sleeping soundly and not itchy. And, I was happy that my dog, Redmond, was by my side and at the slightest disruption, he would wake up and defend me. It sounds ridiculous, but it was true.
Althought I am exhausted this morning, I have a sense of peace and I haven't had that in a very long time.