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bronchitis

16 Feb

Awesome. Cruz has bronchitis. What started as just a fever and a small cough on Valentines Day has turned into full fledged bronchitis. I haven’t seen this little dude this sick ever. Even when he had that long run with that miserable ear infection, he wasn’t as sick as this. I’ve had bronchitis before and if you’ve had it too, you can agree: IT SUCKS.

We have the busiest weekend coming up. Two engagement sessions, a wedding and leaving for Las Vegas on Monday. So the kid has GOT to get better. I’m praising GOD for an amazing nanny who has made herself totally available to us and what we need this weekend. And it’s not even going to put a strain on her little girls because her husband will be home the entire weekend. God is good. I was in FULL on tears right before we took this picture (at Chickfila) because being a working mom in times like these sucks. I CAN’T call in to work, especially for the wedding we are shooting on Sunday. A wedding only happens once and I have to be there. But the strings on my mommy heart just want to stay home with my little man. So I’m pretty thankful that God has so organized it so that I don’t have to worry about him. He will be in phenomonal hands. AND, he’s got a few days to recover, before Sunday in which I WILL be home with him. But it still makes it rough. We are super busy and there are times when it’s not possible for me to call in sick. And that is the part of the working mommy world that isn’t too fun and makes it super hard to be both a mom and a working professional.

I’m thankful everyday for God’s provision in our lives and for allowing us to have a nanny that is so wonderful with them when we aren’t able to be here. But today I’m praying for 100% healing for him so when I’m gone this weekend I can think about how much fun he’s having playing or doing crafts instead of being sick on the couch.

If you’re a working mamma, you know how this goes. What do you do when you can’t call in sick?

 

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double ear infection

14 Oct

Cruz now has a double ear infection. We went BACK to the doctor, got different antibiotics, and are praying for it to GO AWAY. Cruz has never had an ear infection at all until now and let me say this:

IT SUCKS.

Ear infections suck because he’s in a ton of pain and there’s not a TON I can do for him. I’m really ready for him to be feeling better. The doctor said that we are lucky that his eardrums haven’t burst yet. So that’s awesome.  My poor kid. There’s nothing worse than watching your own kiddo be sick. I wish I could be sick FOR him. Would that be great if it worked like that??

To top it off, we are in a HUGELY busy season with Session Nine. Weddings, Lifestyles, Engagements. I’ve already missed a few shoots because he’s sick, but there’s others that I CAN’T miss, unless he’s in the hospital, obviously.

Talk about MOM GUILT.

I’m sure some of you have had to go to work while your kids are sick; I can’t be the only one here. It SUCKS. I’ve missed everything I can and will continue to do so, but there’s a few things I just can’t miss unless it’s an emergency. Like WEDDINGS. I have one tomorrow and I’m kinda stressing out over leaving him while he’s in so much pain and while he’s got a fever. I always leave him with AMAZING people. Tomorrow he’ll be with my sister, brother-in-law and my mom will come over. So it’s the next best thing to me. BUT I still feel horrible. It’s tugging at my ‘mom heart strings’ big time. And I hate it.

Sometimes this whole ‘balancing it all’ thing just really blows. And maybe I’m just being overdramatic because I’m exhausted. Sorry if that’s the case, but I’ve slept less this week than I did when the boys were newborns.

YIKES.

So I’m just feeling tired and emo about the whole thing. I’m glad he has the medication he needs now. I’m just praying that it works and that he gets to feeling better soon. I’d really be sad if his little eardrums burst AND I hear that that’s SUPER painful. Just what we need. More pain.

If you’re the praying type, please pray for me! I’m exhausted and need REST when I can sleep a little. I have to still work through his sickness. It’s sort of the blessing and the curse of running your own business. I’ve stepped out of what I can, but there’s few things that I can’t. And it breaks my heart to leave him. Pray ultimately that he’s HEALED. I miss my little Cruzer. My bubbly, strong-headed Cruzer.

I’m just ready for him to start feeling better. And for the rest of us to get some sleep.

sickies

10 Oct

Cruz has an ear infection. He’s never had an ear infection.

Yep, you read that right. We have successfully made it almost THREE years without one single ear infection in our home. Rider’s never had one yet, either (knock on wood). But, the inevitable happened and he has one. SO. We were up ALL night. When I say ALL night, I mean ALL night. Seriously like every 30 minutes. He wasn’t telling me what was wrong, so I just thought he was getting out of bed and being disobedient. FINALLY at 5:30 in the morning he started telling us his ear hurts and it was as if a lightbulb had gone off.

OHHHHH. That makes sense!!!

I spent all night long asking him what hurts, telling him not to get out of bed again, laying with him, asking him if he had a bad dream, changing his clothes, taking him potty- and on and on and on. He never said anything about his ear but he just CRIED and CRIED and CRIED all night. So I knew something wasn’t normal. I knew he wasn’t only being disobedient because he’s a quick learner and usually doesn’t KEEP disobeying once we tell him to stay in bed after a couple times. He never had a fever either, so I never even thought maybe it was his ears.

So we went to the doctor this morning and he’s on antibiotics now. STILL, he’s in a lot of pain. POOR KID. He hasn’t eaten a single thing and he didn’t get off the couch until nap time. Now he’s sleeping in there and I’m PRAYING that the meds will start to work and that the Tylenol I gave him will work for the duration of his nap.

I feel like the boys have both been sick off an on for two weeks now. And I’m ready for healthy kiddos again! Having sickies is no fun for anyone, especially them.

Boo.

ok wow.

12 May

This has been one doozy of a week! Just when I think we can’t possibly get busier, we do! Aside from being up to my ears in edits, contracts, emails and publications, my kiddos decided to catch colds this week. And give it to me. And Rider is cutting a top tooth. And then Cruz slipped and fell at Walmart the other night, resulting in this:

And he’s been in a lot of pain. He is OK! No missing/cracked teeth. Nothing is broken. Just a good bruise, scratches, scrapes and a bit lip. POOR KID.

SO, needless to say, I’ve been trying to deal with all of THAT this week, meaning that the first thing to go was my BLOG. And that sucks cuz I love blogging.

Such is life. Here’s to getting back on track!

sick little guy

14 Feb

This is all that we did last night, poor little guy.

Cruz caught a flu bug. The day started out normally. I had no suspicion that he was sick or even not feeling well. He played all day, ate pretty well (for him), and nap time rolled around as usual. Right before nap time, however, he did start crying and holding his tummy. When I asked him if his tummy hurt, he said yes. But as quickly as the pain seemed to come on, it went away. So I didn’t really consider the flu. I’m not sure what I thought it was. But I laid him down and he went right to bed with no fussing or anything. Rider was already down for his nap, so I started working for the afternoon.

Everything was totally normal. This is a normal day for us.

About 45 minutes into his nap, Cruz woke up and started crying. I let him cry for about 10 minutes before I went in to check on him. He was just sitting in the middle of his bed crying. And he wouldn’t tell me what was wrong. So I asked him to lay back down, which he did, and I rubbed his back and gave him a kiss. He seemed to go back to sleep.

Nope.

15 minutes later I heard more crying followed by a different kind of ‘coughing’. I knew he was throwing up. I leapt up from the computer and walked in just in time to witness him losing it. I picked him up, while he was throwing up and headed to the bathroom. I’ll spare you all the gross details, but needless to say it was EVERYWHERE. After he finished throwing up, I made a bed for him on the couch and immediately called my mom.

Thank God for moms!

Yesterday was Sunday and so Jason was gone all day doing ministry stuff and there was no possible way he could’ve come home. I didn’t know if Cruz was done being sick or not, but I didn’t know how I was going to take care of both Cruz, who was vomiting everywhere, and Rider who is super dependent on us and needs us to do everything for him.

So I called my mom.

And bless her heart, she came RIGHT over! She stayed with me the whole night until Jason came home and even brought over dinner. It was such a blessing too, because Cruz threw up NO LESS than eight or nine times. NO LESS, PEOPLE. The poor kid. He camped out on the couch for the remainder of the night with a fever of 102. My mom and I were trying to give him liquids, but it all just came right back up as soon as he took any into his little system. But together we successfully took care of both Cruz and Rider and I was SO grateful to have her there. I know that I could’ve done it by myself, yes. But it was awesome to have moral support from her so I could equally pay attention to both little boys.

And yes, I snapped a picture while he was put up on the couch. I know there will come a day when I won’t be able to take pictures of EVERY single thing that they do or go through. So for now, I’m going to take pictures while I can. I just felt so super horrible for him. He just laid there (ontop of all the sheets I put down on the couch. Lord knows we needed them!) and watched ‘Meet the Robinsons’ and ‘Toy Story 3’ a couple of times too. He was such a trooper. Today, he seems to be feeling better. But I’m not holding my breath until we make it through 24 hours of no vomiting.

That said, I think there’s a different level of ‘motherhood’ that you enter into when your child throws up ALL OVER YOU. Maybe not, but it was everywhere. So if there was a different level, I entered it last night. And on THAT note,

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!

Romantic, huh?

104.5

25 Jun

Cruz has been battling a pretty nasty fever for the past 24 hours, poor guy. I hate when he’s sick. We’ve been incredibly blessed and lucky to have made it almost his whole two years without him getting super sick or a high fever. I think the highest it’s been is 102.

Until today.

He hasn’t had any other symptoms, so I thought that his fever was being brought on by teething. That’s what usually brings on his fevers, so I’ve been giving him Tylenol, fluids, and checking his temp regularly. I can get a little crazy with checking his temperature. I check it OFTEN. Well, the thought of it getting too high scares me!

So he was feverish yesterday afternoon and into the evening. By the time he was ready to go to bed, it was at about 102 almost 103. So I put him in a tepid bath (which is the worst thing I’ve done as a mom because it’s pure torture to watch my little man be so miserable), gave him Tylenol, and put him to bed. And then we were up ALL. NIGHT. LONG. His little fever fluctuated from 99.3 to 103 all night long. I think I maybe slept 3 hours, and that’s being generous.

His fever continued all day long, fluctuating but never really getting higher than 102.5. Anytime it would get up to or higher than 102.5, I would put him in a tepid bath. He had a lot of baths today, poor buddy. He woke up from his nap early because his fever had spiked so high and he didn’t want to go back to bed in his bed. He was super clingy all day and ONLY wanted to lay on, near or by ME.

It was ok because I love cuddling him when he’s not feeling good.

So I set up camp for him on the couch, where he pretty much laid for the remainder of the afternoon:

He had a lot of trouble falling asleep in the living room, but anytime I asked him if he wanted to go lay down in his bed he would just say “No” and would lay back down on my lap. Yes, he has started saying no. That’s for another post, but I’m not sure how I feel about it although, it sounds really cute coming out of his mouth today but I think that’s because he’s sick.

Anyways. He could not get comfortable which resulted in these pictures:

He finally fell asleep in what appeared to be the most uncomfortable position ever (see the last picture above), but he slept right there next to me for about 30 minutes. At about the time when I thought, “I should check his temp again”, I placed my hand on his back and OMG I THINK MY HAND ACTUALLY CAUGHT FIRE. While he was sleeping right there, I took his temperature and I am NOT surprised to report that his fever was up to 104.5!!

I don’t even think I woke him up. I just picked him up, undressed him and into another tepid bath he went. And he screamed, and screamed, and screamed, and screamed. I cried the whole way through the bath with him because he just sat there, shivering with huge crocodile tears streaming down his face, looking at me as if to say, “MOM! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME???”

I’m happy to report that as soon as I pulled him out of that wretched bath, his fever was instantly back down to 100.0. THANK GOD. Fevers really freak me out for some reason. I understand that they are the body’s way of fighting an infection, but when they get that high it can be really frightening. So right now, as I type this, he’s asleep in his bed and has been for almost 4 hours. I’m not sure what’s causing this fever nastiness, but I’m really ready for my little monkey to be back to normal. It’s no fun at all when they’re sick!!

And 104.5 temperature should never be allowed. EVER.

poop & vomit

14 Feb

So Saturday started out like a normal day. In the mornings, Jay and I always tag team (he’s an amazing help with Cruz!) so I went downstairs to make his breakfast and he went in to greet Cruz and change his diaper. Same old story. This is the way every morning goes. So he brought Cruz downstairs and Cruz leapt into my arms. I always give him lots of hugs and kisses before he eats. As I was nuzzling in his neck, I thought he kinda smelled like vomit.

“Cruz smells like vomit.” I said. Jay leaned in to smell him.

“I don’t smell anything.” he said. I shrugged. Must be my crazy pregnancy nose. I can smell what the neighbors are having for breakfast most days, I swear.

So we went about our day. Jay left for the morning to go ref little league football and I left shortly after to run errands and to take Cruz to McDonald’s for lunch and to play in the play place. He had a blast and never seemed sick. He ate pretty well- the past couple days prior to this he hadn’t really been wanting to eat anything other than fruit. And this particular morning he didn’t eat breakfast at all. But he ate lunch at McDonald’s and was a relatively happy camper. I love hanging out with him and we just had a great morning.

So I headed home after lunch. He started seeming a little fussy so I figured it was nap time, or getting close to it. I get home and we go through our normal routine in getting him ready to go down. I start singing ‘Jesus Loves Me’ to him and I pick up his stuffed giraffe, that he cannot sleep without, and hand it to him. In the process of handing it to him, I notice that his stuffed giraffe smells like vomit too.

Great, I think. This is just great.

So I set Cruz down and start digging through his blankets. Yep. Just as I suspected. At some point in the night prior, he had vomited in his bed and it was hiding all under his covers! I sleep with his monitor right by my head and if he makes a noise, it always wakes me up. So I was shocked to think back and wonder when this happened and how did neither Jay or myself hear?? Poor little guy! So I stripped down his bed, threw everything in the wash, changed his sheets and put him to bed.

He slept for 4 hours.

Fast forward to today. While Cruz has not thrown up again, I have been dealing with diarrhea like no other. Jason and I have to switch who changes the diapers because the smell makes me really, really queasy. Poor Cruz. Poor Jay. Poor mommy. Ha! So we’ve laid pretty low all day, Valentine’s Day. Besides the diarrhea, Cruz has been acting pretty normal. He hasn’t had a fever at all, which is good. He hasn’t really been eating much, but I’m making sure to keep him very hydrated with Pedialyte and with water.

He’s been eating goldfishies too and whenever he eats them he comes over to me and tells me what a fishy says. It’s the cutest thing ever.

So we thought we’d sneak out for Valentine’s dinner as a family. Cruz seemed to be acting ok and we just thought dinner wouldn’t be that big of a deal. Cruz didn’t eat very much but he did manage to drink a good amount of milk. I thought that would be ok and that it would fill his tummy since he hasn’t been eating much. He sucked it down so I thought he must be starting to get his appetite back.

I couldn’t have been more wrong.

Immediately after dinner, we headed over to Walmart to get a few items that we needed and since we were out, why not? As we are walking into Walmart, Jay is holding Cruz and he says,

“Whoa.”

“What?” I ask.

“I’m pretty sure Cruz just filled his shorts. His tummy just made a noise I’ve never heard before.”

So I take Cruz, head to the bathroom and sure enough, more diarrhea. I change him, head back out to where Jay is waiting and tell him that we should hurry up and shop because we need to get Cruz home and to bed. Jay heads down one aisle and I head down another one a few rows down. I’m looking at mascara and lip gloss when all of a sudden.

WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN.

Cruz is crying and I’m hearing splattering on the ground. He pooped and it shot up and out of his diaper and all onto the ground in Walmart. It’s everywhere. I don’t even know what to do. And he’s crying and reaching for me. I pick him up, which immediately gets poop all over me, but I don’t care because he doesn’t feel good and he’s crying, and I head a few aisles down to go find Jay. I ask Jay if it’s all over his pants and the look in his eyes tell me that there is A LOT of poop everywhere.

There was so much poop that it even made it to the hood of his hoodie. Good grief.

So we head back to the restroom, I change his clothes (because I always have extras!) and we leave Walmart without buying anything. And on the way home he pooped again. Thankfully it stayed in his diaper that time. We get him in the tub and he pooped in the bathtub. While I’m scrubbing the tub with Clorox disinfectant, Jay is dealing with Cruz filling yet another diaper and dirtying more clothes.

And we are out of wipes.

So I head to the store to go get more wipes and extra diapers because, at this rate, we’re going to need them. And I pick up some more Pedialyte too. When I get home, Cruz is doing better and is sipping on his grape Pedialyte, sitting with Jay and watching Sesame Street. But he gets up and runs to me when I walk through the door, and through this whole evening he’s acted like nothing but his normal cheery self! I can’t believe how many diapers he went through in about an hour span. And I will never give milk to my kids again if they have an irritated tummy. I’m pretty sure that’s what bothered  his tummy further, especially since it was already irritated. Who likes to drink milk when you have stomach bug? I’m not sure what I was thinking.

So I’m happy to say that Cruz is in bed, sleeping and hopefully keeping his diaper dry. And I’m not sure why I told you all this except for that it’s how my weekend went and I wanted to share. And it’s my blog so I can do that. So I guess I figured out why Cruz hasn’t been eating very well for the past few days. I guess we’ll lay off the grapes until things get a little bit more firm. Ha! Lots of liquids and dry toast will be his diet for the next few days.

But he’s kept that sweet demeanor and smile the entire weekend. You would never know that his tummy’s been bothering him. And so while some weekends as a mommy are hard, exhausting and full of dirty messes, I see his little smile and I’d do it all over again. Especially if it would make him feel better.