My giggly, happy, bright little Philippa turned 5 last Friday. We were supposed to have grandparents, aunts and uncles over, and Philippa’s cousin BFF was going to stay for a sleepover. But as we approached her birthday, Wren and Philippa became so sick. Phoebe, Noah, and myself had already had some sort of sickness for about a week and I thought we were in the clear, but everyone seemed to decline so we had to cancel the birthday festivities. Philippa was disappointed at first but she was just happy there would still be cake and presents. We promised her we would make up the sleepover soon.
I love the children at this stage of life, how they wake up and can’t wait to dig into their presents. Phoebe’s getting older and she’s starting to want to save presents for later in the day to make it last longer, but Philippa is young enough to feel like she’s waited long enough for presents to open. She’s sort of a hard one to buy for because she rarely asks for anything and happily plays along with whatever everyone else has. In the weeks leading up to her birthday she randomly asked Brandon to make her a sword, as well as asking for a slinky. Brandon made her a beautiful sword and she just loved it. He made the grip to look like dragon scales and inscribed her initials near the bottom of it. She was truly delighted. I knit her a sweater, which she still hasn’t worn exactly, but she’s not a huge fan of sweaters. She was still excited to see it, and I think she’ll wear it eventually. 🙂 This was the first year Phoebe and Noah wanted to give their own gifts to Philippa which was so sweet. Noah wrote her a book and illustrated it all, what a treasure. It’s quite originally called, The Gingerbread Man. Phoebe bought her a new journal from the dollar spot at Target. Paper of any sort is always on high demand at our house. We bought her a “toothless dragon” as that has long been on her wish list. We took a gamble and bought her a pair of rollerblades and she isn’t super into them yet, but I think with more practice she will love them. Last year we purchased a scooter for her for Christmas and it took her a long time to really enjoy it but now she has completely worn the tires off of it.
My mom came by on her birthday morning to drop off her gifts since they wouldn’t be coming for a party, which was a fun treat for Philippa.
As the day went on, Philippa seemed to feel worse. When Wren got up from afternoon nap she was hot and listless, and I strapped her into the ergo so I could try to frost Philippa’s cake. But as I held her I realized her breathing was shallow and she was wheezing, so I loaded everyone up and we hurried to the doctor for help. I felt so bad for Philippa, but she was easy going about it. Brandon hurried home from work to pick up the other kids from the doctor, while I waited with Wren for her to respond to breathing treatments and fever reduces or the doctor said we would be admitting her. She finally recovered enough for the doctor to feel safe sending us home. By the time I got back a couple of hours later, Philippa also had a raging fever. We sang her happy birthday at 9 pm and she had a little bit of cake but certainly not with much gusto. Within a few hours she was also wheezing and needing a breathing treatment.
All in all, it was still a fun day but its hard not to be disappointed with all of the sickness and the distraction from celebrating like we usually do. However, it’s just life with kids. She didn’t mind as much as I did, and in the end, we’ll always remember being all so very sick for her 5th.