The Curse

Last week at book club, several of us Moms were comparing our kids illnesses. As one Mom mentioned she was very tired of cleaning up vomit, I chimed in that La Nina has only thrown up once in 3+ years and Maggie has never thrown up. Once the words were out of my big mouth, I laughed and said, "But the streak will end withing a week, now that I've said this." I hoped my words would reverse the curse. I was wrong.

All last week and through the weekend, La Nina was on perma-whine. There seemed to be nothing wrong with her, she was just whining non-stop. Since my threshold for this behavior is extremely low and I couldn't find a single physical reason for it, I just hoped it was an ugly phase and sent her to her room. Over and over and over again. Yesterday she took 2 naps, and went to bed at 7:30pm. Today the perm-a-whine is gone, and our normal bossy, but cheerful daughter has returned.

Fast forward to this afternoon, still less than 1 week since I uttered the words "Maggie has never thrown up" and I notice Maggie is a little off. She isn't whiny, just sort of clingy. She is refusing to eat (a common thing for Maggie) and she is drinking water like a fish. After her nap, she won't get out of my arms. Then it begins. She hits me, herself, the carpet and most disastrously-wankie. The streak ended, over and over and over again. Once the drama faded, she and I changed quickly and I spray carpet cleaner on the floor. Then I have to do the dreaded deed. Throw wankie in the wash. Maggie is sick without her blanket. Not good. Really not good. And let's just say we had a long, long, long afternoon.

So, now I know, La Nina was actually sick, not just whiny and I cursed myself last week. With the weather forecast calling for 1-3 inches of rain in the next 36 hours, I just know someone, somewhere is laughing at my plight.