Showing posts with label croup. Show all posts
Showing posts with label croup. Show all posts

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Two

Yesterday, Logan turned two years old. Mama and daddy took the day off from work so we could shower him with love and fun. I made homemade waffles and decorated Logan's with some frosting. We enjoyed an episode of Sesame Street, took showers and baths, and headed out. It was cold, but not nearly as cold as it was the year he was born or laster year (both -10* days) whereas we could handle 25* just fine. We donated a ton of DVDs to our local library (which, if you have DVDs to donate, I HIGHLY recommend! no consignment store in town will take them). Then we visited Lolly (my mom) at her school and enjoyed an awesome lunch at Chick-fil-A. They have the perfect play place (no ball pit-eew) and surprised us with a birthday ice cream treat. The funniest part? The manager wanted to give Logan a balloon but she could not find the key to the helium room. They have to lock it up so that the "teenagers don't suck it up and get high". We insisted that a balloon was not necessary and settled with a book (even better!).

We came home and tried to nap. Logan has been sick since Sunday and I knew that he had croup. That barking cough had begun but we wanted to see if it would work itself out for one more day. We attempted to take him to see The Muppets Movie but you know, he's two and wanted to run up and down the aisles rather than watching the movie so we left. We ordered Chinese for dinner and unfortunately, we all got very little sleep. Logan coughed all night long. This morning we took him into the doc and sure enough, he had croup. He got a steroid shot which should make everything better within the next 24 hours. I get two more days with my boy to love and snuggle all those sickies away. We have a party to attend tomorrow night to celebrate his birthday and we all need to be ready for the fun! Pictures to come later. It's nap time.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

My Sick Little Seal

No sooner did Logan recover from Roseola did he bring home a new bug. The lats four days he has been coughing almost uncontrollably. At 2am this morning I swept my miserable baby into my arms and held him while we sat on the toilet in the bathroom. I let the shower run as hot as it would go and we breathed in hot steam in hopes of giving him some relief. This was the first official night ever that Logan actually slept in bed with me. We got a solid 4 hours before he was awake and coughing again.

I had to work at noon and did not think twice about calling the doctor. Logan has had a cough for months now but this seemed different. I could just feel it. On my way to drop Logan off with his sitter Logan began coughing again and it was in that moment that I heard the bark. I must not have been paying attention before but it was clear as day now. Logan was barking like a baby seal, the kind of bark in a cough that other mamas and doctors warn you about. I was moments away from urgent care and without a second thought I made the turn, called B and my mom, and checked us in.

I told the receptionist that I *thought* it was just a cold but that he needed some kind of relief (something!) to ease the cough and give Logan's body a break. Surely it was nothing more than a cold.

An hour later we were discharged after two chest xrays to check for pneumonia and a prescription for a steroid. The diagnosis? Croup. As I was waiting for the doc to come check Logan out I received a text from his sitter, who is also his day care provider, telling me that "Oh by the way....there was a child in his class this week with croup." :::headdesk:::

I just want my baby to be healthy! His little immune system is getting rocked right now and I only pray that it is 10 times better than it was a week ago. So there, new mamas who are wondering what day care is like. You're kid will get sick. And not just cold-sick but sick-sick. It's exhausting, mentally, emotionally, physically and your patience will be tested more than it ever has before. I love being a mom. BUT taking care of a sick child who has no words yet is by far one of the hardest mom-things I have ever had to deal with. And I know I will be 10 times stronger because of it.