Weekends are my go-to for rest, relaxation, fun and my babies.
Oh, my babies.
I don't get to spend nearly as much time as I want with them during the week because of this silly thing called a job.
This past weekend I had plans of bathing suits, giggles and ice cream but all of that nonsense was dashed when I snuck into my daughter's class room at the end of the day on Friday to get some kisses. I was surprised to find my girl tucked away in the corner, snoozing on a row of chairs.
This stopped me in my tracks. Girl never sleeps during the day unless something is wrong.
Upon inspection, I discovered she had a 103.7 fever!
I bundled her up and took her home to cuddle away the sickness but her fever just would not stop!
We headed to the doctors the next day where her cough developed into croup and they diagnosed her with bronchitis. We were sent home with antibiotics and told to get some rest.
When your kid is sick, you tend to be on heightened alert. You're looking for a clue as to what could make them feel better and what can you do to make them comfortable.
I hover when my kids are sick.
Do you need your pillow fluffed? Are you hungry? What do you want to watch?
I spoil the crap out of them.
When Roo woke up from a nap with a strange look on her face, I knew something was wrong. I pestered her to tell me what was wrong but she wouldn't.
I knew in my gut that something wasn't right.
Then she asked to go back to the doctors.
She was having trouble breathing, her airway was swelling shut.
I immediately went into a mode where I'd made the decision to take her to the hospital. I packed up a bag of stuffed animals, change for the vending machine, chargers for phones and tablets... everything but the poor girls shoes!
I left Turtle with Daddy and out the door we flew.
The whole way I was praying to God to make her better and to guide our drive to the hospital.
I just needed her better, fast.
Her breaths were so fast and so short.
We were able to get in right away and they got some medicine in her to stop the swelling and reduce it.
Thankfully, it worked. After a special breathing treatment, she was back to her normal self.
When can we go home?
They did an X-Ray of her chest, which came back normal, and we were able to spend some time snuggling together while we waited.
Roo has a horrible track record with respiratory infections and the past three times she'd experienced them, we've ended up in the hospital.
They tell me that she will outgrow them and I'm hoping this is true.
No one wants to have to rush to the hospital because their child cannot breathe.
We spent the rest of the weekend doing absolutely nothing except fighting the fever that kept coming back and the one that decided to knock Turtle down.
And getting very little sleep.
Today I'm praying for full recoveries because we all desperately need our sleep and my little ones desperately need to run and play.
Wish us luck.