NOT AGAIN! | hippieheart's Blog

So we all three took turns being sick with a very nasty cold / respiratory thingy t hat knocked us all down hard.  My son was first ~ he was sick for almost two weeks straight, with runny eyes, a runny nose, a slight cough and several sleepless nights.  Then I got sick ~ and it lasted FOREVER...over two whole weeks.  At times, it felt like the flu then it morphed into just a cold.  Then I had 2 or 3 days of feeling somewhat better and felt hopeful ~ but then, it hit me hard again and I had 2 or 3 more days of flu-like symptoms, then the cold, then a slight cough.  Then it was my husband's turn.   It seemed to go on and on and on forever.  I was beginning to think we would never all be well again.  It was extremely exhausting and very discouraging. 



Then we all started to show signs of wellness and had a really great week or two.  The weather even turned better with lots of warm-ish days and lots of sunshine.  We got back out and took some great, long walks in the park and played a lot outside.  Ah, a fresh, new start! 



yesterday was gorgeous and we had a great time at the park and eating downtown.  Our toddler took a nap and all seemed to be alright.  But, as the day wore on, we noticed that he just didn't seem himself.  He seemed really tired and his eyes were almost purple.  We attributed it to all of the park time and fun we had had ~ and thought he was just really tired.  At dinner, which was an early dinner, our son almost fell asleep at the table.  So we decided against a bath and, instead, opted to try to get him to sleep earlier.  He looked like he could really use the extra sleep. 



But it took me a lifetime to get him settled down and finally to sleep.  I nursed him until I was sore and still, he was wide awake.  I placed him in his bed, awake but with sleepy eyes and hoped for the best.  Unfortunately, he cried and cried and cried and cried ~ he couldn't settle down on his own and fall asleep.  So a half hour later, I nursed him again.  i thought that my nipples were going to split in two.  He did finally drift off to sleep and I put him back into his bed.  That lasted about an hour.  He woke up screaming & crying again and my husband attempted to get him back to sleep.  After another hour or so, he was finally successful and we sat down together on the sofa, completely beat down. 



Thinking that he would surely sleep late, because he was up til 10:30pm, we were sadly mistaken this morning.  He woke up screaming at 6am. 



The w eather today is awful ~ all cold and overcast and threatening rain.  Our son's nose is running and so are his eyes.  And he's coughing.  And he's fussy. 



At almost 11am, he seemed ready for a nap and asked to nurse.  I nursed him to sleep and placed him in his bed.  I went into the kitchen to make myself something to eat, finally, but was interrupted by him coughing himself awake and then crying, crying, crying...again.  Great, a twenty minute nap.  I tried to comfort him but all he wanted was to nurse...again...oh lord.  So I nursed him ~ but he was so stuffed up that it was difficult for him to breathe and he couldn't fall back asleep.  After nursing him for another half hour, I felt as if my shoulders were going into spasms.  My nipples HURT and I was starving.  He wasn't going back to sleep, so I gave up.  He cried and cried and screamed some more, but i went into the kitchen and made myself some eggs.  My husband went in and is now reading him some books andgave him some Tylenol. 



All i can think is...NOT AGAIN.  It is already a long day, it was a long night and this is going to be a long week.  Or a long two weeks, more likely. 



Give me strength.