So this week has been a bit of a nightmare. Baby boy has been ill and clingy, developing baby number 2 seems intent on sucking every last ounce of energy from me, the dog (on holiday here whilst my parents are away) can’t seem to decide if he wants to be inside the house or outside and today my stomach seems to have a spin cycle going on!
In the midst of all of this we are living in what I can only describe as a disaster zone! Mr K is working lates and so just needs to relax on his return home and once baby boy is asleep it is all I can do to lay on the sofa for an hour so that I can spend a bit of (cough cough) quality time with Mr K. Baby boy is happy enough that his toys are strewn all around but when we start to run out of clean mugs that’s when I worry!
Now I have honestly tried this week to get on top of things but between working and baby boy sat on my knee with a temperature closing in on 40 degrees I am admitting defeat and saying that I just don’t care right now. A friend of mine pointed out that cleaning and shopping can wait – my baby needs me to give him cuddles and make him feel better. I refuse to feel guilty about this. In fact I think that focussing on my child and not washing up makes me a better parent (don’t burst my bubble)!
Do you let things slip sometimes?
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This past week since my last post has been awful! My house has become a breeding ground for nasty, horrible, incredibly infectious germs. No one has been spared the wrath of illness!
Baby boy was ill last week with a virus and although he perked up he was never 100%. Please excuse the detail but his nappies have been awful, he has been sick a lot more than usual and his sleep has been terrible. Now call me naive but it never even occurred to me that he would pass his illness onto me and Mr K. How silly of me!
It was friday morning and I was at work. All was going well until out of no where I started to feel nauseous. I got up to make a dash to the toilet, realised that there was no time and had to make do with the bin! I was mortified. I was promptly sent home and told not to return until I was better. Now luckily Mr K’s mum was at my house looking after baby boy. She sent me to bed and stayed for the whole day until Mr K got home. I am extremely thankful for this because there is no way I could have looked after baby boy myself. I spent the rest of the day either asleep or in the bathroom. I woke up at about 11pm to find that Mr K had now started with this disgusting bug as well. It was a long night!
Yesterday was not a good day either. Neither of us felt well but baby boy was giving us no let up. He was extremely active and extremely grouchy. Not a great combination with 2 ill parents.
We are all feeling a little better today which I am grateful for. I don’t know if I could have handled another day like yesterday. I plan on keeping away from other people though. Lack of sleep has turned me into an extra from the walking dead and no one needs to see that!
I’ve said before that I know that baby boy is going to pick up a lot of bugs as he grows up but now I realise that he is also going to share them. I can’t say that I am looking forward to that!
How do you manage when everyone in the family is ill?
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So yesterday we had to take a trip to hospital with baby boy. It was a scary time but he was soon on the mend.
Baby boy started with a temperature on Wednesday evening. Mr K and I gave him some calpol and he went off to sleep straight away. The peace didn’t last though and at 2am baby boy was wide awake screaming. I picked him up out of his cot and his skin felt like a furnace. I gave him some more calpol and he slept on and off next to me for the rest of the night.
The next day he was still hot. I continued with the calpol but it did nothing to help. Baby boy either screamed or slept on me and his temperature kept rising. I eventually had enough and called the doctor for advice. They asked me to take him in to be checked out. The doctor could find no obvious signs of infection and baby boys temperature had risen even more. We were sent to the hospital!
Once at the hospital baby boy was stripped naked and given a large dose of ibuprofen. Mr K and I were asked to get a urine sample from him. If I wasn’t so worried about baby boy I think I would have fallen over laughing at our attempts to do this! I find it hilarious now. We missed 3 wees by either not paying close enough attention or by baby boy rolling onto his front just before letting loose. It wasn’t entirely our fault though as one nurse realised that we had been given the wrong container. Once we had the correct one it was much easier and we managed to get a sample about 4 hours after being admitted!
Baby boy’s temperature slowly started to come down and once it was down to a normal level he became his usual cheeky self. He was checked by a few different doctors, one of whom requested that blood be taken to find the cause of the infection. At 11pm though a different doctor came to tell us that she had decided that it was not necessary to take blood and we could go home. We were to continue to give calpol and ibuprofen alternately as needed to keep his temperature down.
It was a relief to get home and after a bottle baby boy went straight to sleep. It was a frightening day and even though I knew that there was nothing seriously wrong with baby boy I still couldn’t help worrying. I know that baby boy will have many more illnesses in his lifetime but I am certainly in no hurry to experience that again.
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Serious moan alert!!
Oh my goodness I feel like I have been run over by a train! I woke up this morning to a stuffy head and a runny nose but as the day has progressed I feel more and more zombie like. Constant sneezing, runny nose and banging headache. Yep you guessed it, I have a cold!
Normally when I have a cold or just feel generally ill I will dose myself up and lie back on the sofa to watch trashy TV. But now I have baby boy. I can’t just take a nap or try the age old remedy of a hot toddy (knowing full well that it won’t work but taking full advantage of ‘medicinal’ alcohol). I have to be a parent whether I feel like death warmed up or not. Baby boy seems to have sensed that I am not 100% today as well and is taking full advantage. He doesn’t want to nap and wants me with him at all times.
So I apologise for the moan, the boring topic and the extremely short post but I am off to take more cold and flu tablets washed down with very strong coffee!
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