Nothing hurts my heart quite like a sick baby. For over a week our poor E has been feeling yucky. It started with a cough that grew into a bad, frequent phlegmy cough. Then a very runny nose was added, followed by a fever that was all over the place, but always higher than I hoped. Our pediatrician is close to the family so I was in pretty close contact with him, along with a few other family members during this all – asking advice and for tips and tricks. Two nights ago in the middle of the night I touched his head and he was on fire. Hotter than he’d been before. I took his temperature and it was so high. I called the after hours nurse immediately (@3:30am) and she told me what to be extra cautious of but said I definitely needed to see our doctor that next morning. I was given things to look out for, that if they happened I needed to take E to the ER. Luckily none happened and we monitored him very closely that night and ultimately felt like we’d be ok to wait until we went to the doctor in the morning.
So yesterday we got our booties over to the pediatricians to hopefully start helping our littlest buddy. It turns out E has a double ear infection, with one ear quite a bit worse than the other, and a mild, less scary/serious form of RSV. Break my heart! My poor boy! Now he is on an antibiotic and we have some special saline drops and suction instructions. Hopefully things start helping him and his situation begins to look up. I can’t handle his sad, sick, helpless face much longer! He tries so hard to be our usual happy E, but thats always interrupted by a yucky cough/gag/cry. Ugh.
I’m glad we went to the doctor. I’m glad I followed my mom gut. I’m glad my doctor genuinely cares for my childrens wellbeing and I’m glad that we have some answers and solutions. Feel better soon, little guy!!
Last week we went to Disneyland. Pure magic. As always. This was E’s first trip (outside of my belly) to Disneyland. It was his first trip anywhere, actually. There is no better way, in my mind, to introduce him to family vacations than by taking him to the happiest place on earth. I am not joking when I say it was magic.
H is a little older now than he was last time and gets it a little more than he did last time. His obsession with the carousels is still strong and fierce and he also has a deep love for the ‘Pww” and “Fis” rides (Winnie the Pooh + Voyage of the Little Mermaid). He was a great listener, he was shy and timid but also wild and crazy – which is a perfect description of who he is. He ate terribly but slept great. He rode in his stroller without too much complaint and when he walked, he stayed by us. I was proud of him. He was so anxious to take the whole park in he couldn’t seem to get to the next thing to look at quick enough. Disney magic through a childs eyes magnifies the magic significantly.
E was true to himself. He was happiest if I was in view and especially if I was holding him. If I was on a ride and he was left with someone else, he…lost it in most cases. That boy is a mama’s boy through and through. He ate great, he napped often and the loud noises of Disney didn’t wake him. He loved watching his brother run around and peek at him in the stroller. He was mellow and happy. He had a lot of blowouts but somehow managed to keep the mess of most of the blowouts just on the onesie he wore under his outfit. He slept through the night and was very go-with-the-flow. I know he’s only three months old but I’m going to go ahead and say he enjoyed his first trip to Disneyland.
This past Sunday our sweet little E was blessed by his dad. We were able to bless him in our home, like we did with H. It was special and sweet and there was an overall, undeniable feeling that our little boy was going to be a good, good person. I am so grateful to be his mom. I am thankful for the Priesthood and to have a husband who holds it, honors it and respects it. I am thankful for my lovely eternal family and all of the many blessings Heavenly Father gives me and my family.
Yep, little baby E has his blog name finally and it is, Chief. Sorry I don’t use real names here. I know it annoys people but this is my blog and I’m a paranoid mess full of crippling anxiety so we use fake names and we like it. If you’re new here this is your quick refresher. My husband is Wild Man, I’m CeeCee, our 2 year old is The Captain (aka H) and our new buddy is Chief (aka E).
Speaking of him… He is a month old today. I feel like this past week everything has started to click. I’m finally getting a good rhythm going in this new life with a toddler a newborn and a wild 60+ pound puppy. Most importantly, Chief has made a tremendous addition to our family and fits in so perfectly. Whatever did we do without this sweet little brother? I’m still very postpartum-y. I’m still very not my usual self (if she even exists anymore) and I’m still feeling pretty beat up after my c-section and wondering if I’ll ever fully recover. But life is good. Life is great!
This is my quick check-in. I’m not sure when I’ll post again next because my blogs taken a major backseat since welcoming E, but I hope you’re all having a wonderful and safe holiday season.