It has been 20 days since I updated. Everything just gets too busy for me to even think about it. It looks like I will be starting to work part-time in August. Our babysitter gave us a year's notice that she will be retiring after 28 years, and I really feel like it would be better for the kids if I was home at least half of the work week. Working 20 hours will allow me to keep my insurance and benefits, so I'm hoping everything works out as planned.
Jule had another croup episode where he was struggling to breathe on 4/13. The same thing started happening that happened in December except that Jule was not retracting. He was struggling to take breaths in and trying to cry because it was scary. I called our nurse on call becuase the nurse in the hospital in December said to try the nurse on call before 911. The nurse on call immediately told me to hang up and call 911. So, again, Jule got an ambulance ride to the ER. This time, his breathing improved after two breathing treatments. I was glad he didn't have to be admitted.
I took him to the Ped the next morning when his breathing sounded bad when he woke up. The Ped diagnosed him with tracheomalacia, which is basically a floppy trachea. This is something that is aggravated by his severe reflux, and like his reflux, he will just have to outgrow it. In the mean time, there may be more 911 calls as he will be very susceptible to croup and the related breathing difficulties.
All of this information sent me into a tailspin, and I've been nothing short of a mess ever since. I've been having nightmares about having to call an ambulance and Jule struggling to breathe. Every time he coughs at night, I jump awake and listen to make sure he's breathing fine. I do ok during the day because the night is when it happens. Mornings have become very hard because I'm trying to recover from what I've seen in my nightmares. So, last night, I took a valium around 8:00, and I didn't have any nightmares. I slept peacefully. Jule slept well and only coughed around 5 AM instead of from 2-5. Maybe I will feel more at peace in a couple of weeks.
My mom is coming to visit all of next week, so that will at least make evenings easier for me with an extra set of hands. AND I know that Noly will get tons of extra love and attention, which will make me feel better. Poor girl is becoming so independent and Jule is SO dependent that she gets the short end of the attention stick sometimes. Last night, I let her stay up late so we could sit and read books together. It was so nice to spend some relaxing time alone with her. We took turns finding items in some "Search and Explore" books. And she thought it was hilarious that she knew her colors better than Mommy did ; )
Noly is completely potty trained. She only needs a diaper at night. She knows all of her letters by sight and is learning the sounds of some of them. She knows that M is for Mommy, and I'm teaching her that G is for Grammy. Sometimes, she amazes me with the things she knows that I know I didn't teach her.
Jule is trying desperately to crawl. He would rather walk, but he is WAY too unsteady yet. His favorite thing to do is to hold your hands and stand up. He squeals with delight when you let him do that! He is fitting into some 24 month clothes at 9 months...so big. He and Noly are becoming friends at times, and she is getting annoyed with him more and more as he creeps into her world. She has no idea what she's in for! I know because I remember my little brother...poor Noly : )
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