Okay- let me start by saying, the irony of me posting a picture of my super sick baby right after a post of him playing in the toilet, is not lost on me. Please refer back to said post. I have totally lost any form of good judgement. Yeah, yeah, yeah... lesson learned. (at least about the toilet!)
This is what Crew looks like after 2 nights of no sleep. A little droopy and vacant. I have decided it is in the best interest of everyone, not to show what I look like at this point.
UUUHHHHMMMMMM................ How do I put this together?
I think Crew must have figured out that this thing is helpful. The "official" diagnosis is Bronchialitis. (that is my best attempt at the correct spelling) So, for those of you keeping track- that's 6 cases of strep throat, 9 ear infections, one nasty 10 day flu, three 102 degree temperatures, 2 sets of finals, and 1 case of Brochialitis. All since Halloween. Seriously?! I'm done. Don't be surprised if I run away. (k- so I will probably wait until everyone is healthy. Who knows when that will be. Maybe my nervous breakdown will have passed by then. Fingers crossed!) For now, I'm just going to chalk it up to gross, grey, wet, LONG, NO sunshine, Cleveland winters. I think if we can get to March we will survive. (I say that as if I have a choice) It will still be gross and wet and grey. The sun will still not shine- but at least there will be a light at the end of the tunnel. (there will be a light at the end of the Cleveland tunnel as well- 1 more year!)
As the doctor was explaining "the machine," I was having terrible flashbacks. Due to Elle's heart defect- we used a nebulizer on a regular basis. It was 4 gut wrenching 15 min. sessions a day. It took both Dale and I to hold her down, and keep the mask on her face. She screamed the entire time. She always seemed so fragile as a baby. She was sick ALL the time. I was dreading getting home to give Crew his first treatment. I think Heavenly Father knows when we need little miracles. Not only did Crew not fight me- he helped me by holding the mask on his face the whole time! I've said it before... He makes me melt.
Okay- let me start by saying, the irony of me posting a picture of my super sick baby right after a post of him playing in the toilet, is not lost on me. Please refer back to said post. I have totally lost any form of good judgement. Yeah, yeah, yeah... lesson learned. (at least about the toilet!)
This is what Crew looks like after 2 nights of no sleep. A little droopy and vacant. I have decided it is in the best interest of everyone, not to show what I look like at this point.
UUUHHHHMMMMMM................ How do I put this together?
I think Crew must have figured out that this thing is helpful. The "official" diagnosis is Bronchialitis. (that is my best attempt at the correct spelling) So, for those of you keeping track- that's 6 cases of strep throat, 9 ear infections, one nasty 10 day flu, three 102 degree temperatures, 2 sets of finals, and 1 case of Brochialitis. All since Halloween. Seriously?! I'm done. Don't be surprised if I run away. (k- so I will probably wait until everyone is healthy. Who knows when that will be. Maybe my nervous breakdown will have passed by then. Fingers crossed!) For now, I'm just going to chalk it up to gross, grey, wet, LONG, NO sunshine, Cleveland winters. I think if we can get to March we will survive. (I say that as if I have a choice) It will still be gross and wet and grey. The sun will still not shine- but at least there will be a light at the end of the tunnel. (there will be a light at the end of the Cleveland tunnel as well- 1 more year!)
As the doctor was explaining "the machine," I was having terrible flashbacks. Due to Elle's heart defect- we used a nebulizer on a regular basis. It was 4 gut wrenching 15 min. sessions a day. It took both Dale and I to hold her down, and keep the mask on her face. She screamed the entire time. She always seemed so fragile as a baby. She was sick ALL the time. I was dreading getting home to give Crew his first treatment. I think Heavenly Father knows when we need little miracles. Not only did Crew not fight me- he helped me by holding the mask on his face the whole time! I've said it before... He makes me melt.
4 comments:
Meghan-this is Katie Budge. I found your blog through Ashley Lake. Your baby is ADORABLE! How fun to have a boy!Your girls are getting so big and of course gorgeous. When are you guys done with school? We miss our friends in Cleveland but that's about it! Your blog is hilarious-cracked up seeing the picture of your baby peeing on the couch, Elle taping the toliet seat shut. TOO funny. Stay warm back there. Check out our blog-budgebunch.blogspot.com
Oh I'm so sorry about all those sicknesses...so not fun! But at least Crew is so dang cute...of course he would melt your heart every second! Oh I hope things improve for you very soon! Go away sicknesses!!!
I love the way you took a pictcher of me.
i looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooove you.
From baby CREW.
What a good boy - holding his own mask! So sorry about all the illnesses! I totally agree that it's got to be these long, gloomy Cleveland winters that do it to us! Crew is adorable!
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