We Survived RSV

It's been a while since I've posted a blog entry. Well, much has happened since my trip to Pittsburgh with Charlotte, but this post is about surviving a bad long respiratory cold in our house.

First, Baxter got sick. He reintroduced me to long nights rocking my babies to sleep in the nursery. This cold brought on A LOT of mucus (gross) and we had tons of saline on hand and our aspirator by our sides at all times. I will say though, it was nice to have my baby fall asleep in my arms again... some sweet moments for me as I sang to Baxter and rocked him into his slumber. We've worked very hard at establishing their abilities to go to sleep on their own, but when a baby needs you when they're sick, that innate maternal instinct comes through.

Well, then Alton soon got sick too. This was difficult because, not only was it two sick babies, but Alton had an ear infection and he is also a bit needier than the others. This made things much harder. I started to hear a wheeze and called the doc's. They did not have an appointment open until much later that night, so they sent me to the ER. Enough said. Alton tends to hold a grudge with Mommy, and he would not make eye contact with me the next day. At our follow-up doc appointment the next day, I was sent home with a nebulizer for him. The pic is Daddy giving him his night treatment.

The ER tested for "RSV" which is a bad respiratory cold for adults, but pretty serious for babies. If they were under 4 months old, they would have been admitted. I remember the doctors talking very seriously about RSV since our babies were preemies and they all got two doses of the synegis vaccine (somewhat uncommon).

Finally, Charlotte was sick too...of course. She hit us with a bang after her first nap with the amazing high notes that she hits when she's really upset. My mom and I agreed that she won the prize for "most pathetic" since she would crawl into our laps and just rest her head. She too had an ear infection.

SOOOOOO - We survived! Not without Daddy, Mommy, and Grandmom getting sick though....but we did survive. Lesson = sick happens and you just deal with it. I actually walked away with some nuggets of loving memories of long nights snuggling my little schoompies.