April 1st brings 30 weeks. Almost 7 sweet, amazing, exhausting, joyous, wonderful months with you. How the time has flown.
If there is one thing I have learned it is that you certainly know how to keep us on our toes. I think we have a schedule down, and then bam the next day comes and we are doing something totally different. You were healthy last week, like really healthy, no sniffles, no stuffiness, no ear infections, no nothing. We went to a baby shower for your soon-to-be cousin Saturday and everyone loved passing you around and playing with you, you were the life of the party. As we drove home we thought we heard you making some funny sounds in the back, but we thought maybe you were just trying to clear your throat. We finally made it home and when we got inside we realized you were wheezing (or technically had stridor breathing). I called the on call doctor, they said to take you to Urgent Care, because you were breathing funny but had no other symptoms. It got worse as we went to Urgent Care, they gave your oral steroids and a nebulizer treatment which you hated. We had to hold you down in order to get you to keep the mask on and you screamed. Oh how you screamed. We waited a while and the treatments didn’t seem to be working, they also could not get a good read on your O2 levels so they called an ambulance. When they said they were calling an ambulance my heart sank. I knew you were going to be okay, to me it sounded like croup, but no one was saying anything.
The ambulance came and the sweet paramedics were wonderful. They explained what they thought was going on and calmed all my nerves. We got to the ER and you were tended to pretty quickly. You smiled and babbled almost the entire time. We had a lot of people in and out of the room, which I learned was because word got around that there was a cute baby. They all came in to see you and I don’t blame them, you are pretty darn cute. They gave you a new nebulizer treatment, because you did indeed have croup, along with two viruses. It worked like a charm. You were back to breathing easier and you dozed off in my arms on the hospital bed. They made us stay overnight in case the medicine wore off and to monitor your oxygen levels. It was a long night. You didn’t sleep much with all the wires and beeping, which meant I didn’t sleep much either. Everyone was extremely nice and helpful, we couldn’t have asked for a better hospital stay.
We kept you home the following week from daycare hoping some rest and extra snuggles would make it better. You are surrounded by love sweet girl, your grandparents pulled together and each took your for a day so that we could still get to work. Seeing you sick even with a cold kills me, I wish I could take it from you every time. I’d stay sick forever if it meant you would be healthy! You always are smiling and happy, no matter what and that is something to treasure. I hope you always stay positive and happy because this world needs more of that.