Sunday night, Leo seemed really tired at dinner and we noticed he was pretty warm as he fell asleep early. Two hours later, he woke up and I gave him some Tylenol. He slept fitfully another half an hour before waking up upset. I'd only been able to give half a dose of Tylenol so I gave him ibuprofen, which he promptly threw up. We spent the next 6 hours with him sleeping badly on my lap, usually nursing, occasionally puking. I finally got two straight hours of sleep in the early morning and he went from 4am - 9:30am before throwing up one last time. After talking with SIL-the-nurse we decided it was safe to still host Christmas Eve, although getting the house ready while Leo was clinging to me was tricky. The only food we had to cook was mashed potatoes, which simplified things. We decorated the tree and were mostly ready when Dan's family started showing up at 4:30. The food (mostly white and Norwegian) was delicious and the boys were cute about presents -- Peter enjoyed passing things out and didn't obsess over what he was getting. I ended up falling asleep with Leo around 10:30 while Dan stayed up to attend Midnight Mass and wrap stocking presents.
Today we had a quiet morning at home -- Leo was back to his usual feisty self and had pulled a dozen ornaments off the tree before Dan woke up. We opened our presents for each other before I brought Peter downtown to a noon Christmas mass. We went to my parents' to celebrate with my mom's family and things went well. It was snowing all afternoon and on the way home, I unknowingly drove along the edge of the road while attempting to get on the freeway. The car wobbled a bit before I corrected it but we got a flat tire (my first in 13 years as a licensed driver). Dan spent 30 minutes putting on the spare, which lasted 50 feet before becoming flat itself. We were 5 miles from my parents' house, so my mom came and retrieved the boys and I while Dan waited for the tow truck. There was a mixup of some sort and a truck came after 45 minutes, but needed to call for a different one, which took another 45 minutes. Thank goodness the temp's in the 20's today and that we have AAA. I don't want to know what a tow truck driver in bad weather can charge at 10pm on Christmas Day. They towed it to the station 4 blocks from our house so Dan can walk there in the morning. Meanwhile, Peter's making up stories about fishing the backpack out of water and Leo's sound asleep despite moving between cars and bringing him inside. Dan and I imagined we were on the Amazing Race.
I'm grateful that my mom was able to see our house in Christmas mode and help me put away the nice dishes and some laundry. I'm thankful that Leo doesn't have the nasty 9 day stomach bug that's been going around playgroup. I'm relieved that I got my period last week after spending a week wondering whether I'd misread a funky chart and wouldn't be starting a new cycle until 2009. I'm glad we have a home where family is able to gather. I'm happy we got our first white Christmas in a few years. I'm pleased that my kids understand that Christmas is Jesus' birthday and want to know more about it.