Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Ants and other ways this day went sour

Today Ada, John, and I met some friends at a local neighborhood park for a picnic and some outdoor play time.  Everything was going well until I noticed Ada crying and slapping her foot.  I went to check out the situation, and I found red fire ants crawling all over her little legs, arms, and even her face.  I started brushing them off as quickly as I could, but I ended up having to strip her down until she was standing there with nothing on but her tinkerbell panties.  Bless her heart.  The ants brought our afternoon at the park to an abrupt end.

John was even peacefully sleeping on a couch under a pavilion, but I had to scoop him up and quickly head out.

I knew that the ant bites would drive Ada (and myself) crazy if I didn't find some sort of medicine, so we stopped at Publix on the way home.  Can I just say that I love Publix.  Their customer service is so far above any other grocery store.  Today was no exception.  I had John in his car seat in the back of the buggy, screaming, Ada in the front on the buggy, barefoot and covered in swelling ant bites, and I stopped to ask the pharmacist what I should do for the ant bites.  She was so kind.  She looked at me and said, "you have your hands full, let me help you!"  And she walked over to the medicine aisle, and handed me some children's claritin and hydrocortisone cream (is that what you would recommend, Sarah, my Publix pharmacist friend?). 

The day continued to get even better at that point.  (Warning:  breastfeeding talk ahead) John continued to scream--loud enough that lots of people were starting to look, and I began to feel my shirt getting wet.  You understand, right?  John was signaling to me that it was time to eat, and the milk started flowing.  To top it all off I was wearing a black shirt, and the milk began to dry in white circles on my shirt.  It was lovely.  The line was so long, the milk continued to flow, and John continued to scream.

We finally, finally made it out of Publix and back to our house.  I fed and bathed John (he was a sweaty mess from screaming in his car seat), and I bathed Ada and put the cream on all seventeen of her ant bites. (Scott and Ada counted them tonight, just for fun), and all three of us went down for a nap.

Ada seems to be feeling better, but her little feet and ankles are so swollen as a result. 

Now, I must quickly close this post because Lost is coming on.  Can you believe only two more episodes?!!!!!


Margaret said...

I have been reading your blog for a while now, and I'm not even sure how I found it! We both went to AU and have kiddos almost the same age, and I love reading about your calling to be a mother, as its so similiar to how I feel! Love the blog and hope Ada's feeling better!

Amanda said...

Oh bless Ada's heart! And yours! Hey did you get your haircut yet or is that this week?? Please post a picture when you do get it cut. I may want to copy :) Love ya!

Laura Forman said...

oh dear friend, i so know how you feel when it comes to a screaming child ready to eat!! so thankful that publix pulled through again! :) and poor sweet ada..hope those bites get better soon... love you!

Sarah Garner said...

Oh LB what a day! Great choice by the pharmacist. I would have said the same thing! Poor baby Ada. That sounds so painful. I'm coming to see you soon so get ready! I can't wait to hang out with you guys! Hope all of you are able to sleep tonight.

LB said...

Margaret--thanks for stopping by!!

Amanda--the haircut is Thursday, and I am so excited. I will definitely post a picture.

Sarah--please come visit; we would love it!! You and Adam should come for dinner some time. That way, we could put the kids to bed and have some time to actually talk.

Laura--I guess every nursing mother has been in a predicament like mine. It just goes with the territory. The glamour, right?

Jessica said...

Poor Ada...Poor YOU! Sorry to hear it was a stressful afternoon!! I saw on the news last night that they are recalling children's benadryl..so...glad you didn't get that after my recommendation! haha. Hope today is better and that little Ada is comfortable. Just think, tomorrow will be a fun day!!!

Mary said...

What a day!!! Poor Ada! (And poor John, and poor Laura Beth!!) No wonder y'all needed a nap! Reading all that brought back nursing memories... ; )