One Week in April

The past week marked the start of my month-long stay-at-home set-up. Since my son's yaya asked as early as last year that she would like to go home to her province some time in April, I was able to give my boss a heads-up about my plan to work from home while our helper is away. It's also perfect timing that my husband celebrates his birthday on the same month. So far, after two days of doing the dishes and cleaning up all by ourselves, we've realized this may work, and we'll make it work.

But an unfortunate thing happened, Inigo had a three-day fever followed by rashes and diarrhea on the fourth day. For days, I was doing my office work in our bedroom while carrying him in my arms, as he didn't want to be put down nor carried by his dad. We were only able to rest from our worries when we found out it's roseola infantum that hit our child, and grateful it was just a mild illness that's very common among children his age. Earlier today, we visited his pediatric doctor, whom we haven't seen since August last year. You see, my son's pedia has been there since he was born. She also made my son well when he was hospitalized for one week and we are very grateful to her for that. Despite having slightly different views in terms of immunizations though, my husband and I have decided we will continue to have her as I's doctor. And since I. is turning two soon, we thought to schedule his MMR shot a month before his birthday. Dra also told us that it was indeed Roseola that infected our son and that she thinks I. is already well as she barely noticed the rashes. No one's stopping us to proceed with our trip to the beach next weekend, as a matter of fact.

So that's how our week went. I thought it crazy to write about it at first but now I'm thankful I did. A month from now, I will be asking myself where all the days went. I don't have to think much about how I spent my days working from home. And that gives me some relief.