What a week

It's been a rough couple of months. All through January we caught colds. Each of us. One at a time that spanned the entire month. Then in February you read about how the kids caught the flu and various infections. When we headed to Arizona we thought we'd made it through all the sickness and then this happened...

Poor little sick Addie. It started with a runny nose that led to another eye infection that led to coughing and congestion to wheezing & shortness of breath. I took her into the pediatrician last Tuesday, she was diagnosed with Bronchiolitis and we started neb treatments. Every 4 hours day and night. On Thursday morning I took her back to the doc for a check up and discovered that she wasn't getting enough oxygen and was working too hard to breath so we were sent to the hospital.  She was diagnosed with RSV.

This is what I called her "ET" toe. It was her oxygen monitor.

We spent 2 nights in the hospital and by the time we were sent home she was doing this...

Why is standing up in her cage/crib a big deal? It was the first time she's ever stood up on her own. Apparently she wanted out. :) Look how pleased she is with herself. 

She was definitely ready (as were her parents) to break out of there!

We were able to leave the hospital on Saturday afternoon but she still needed oxygen since she wasn't able to hold her levels up high enough on her own. It's now Monday night and we've been to the doctor again this morning. We were hoping to hear she could be done with the oxygen, but no such luck yet. She still needs it for now, but we are again hopeful for our appointment on Thursday that she'll be able to hold her levels up on her own. She's definitely acting a lot better. Wanting to eat baby food again (not just nurse) and crawling and pulling up on things all over the house. We are definitely anxious for our sweet baby to be completely better again, but are so grateful it didn't turn into something worse.

Of course amidst all of this I chose last week to potty train Jack. Am I a sadist? No, just stupid. ;)

(Yes I blurred out his peeper to protect the innocent.)

Honestly we started on Sunday and I didn't realize how sick Addie was until Tuesday and by then we were already in too deep into the potty training. So we stuck it out and I have to say I am SO proud of how well Jack did. He definitely got the pantless training down pretty quickly. It was when I put underwear on him that he'd wet his pants. But by Thursday morning when we had to go to the doctor's office I put a pull up on him and told him to tell me when he needed to go potty (thinking he for sure won't but who cares I'll deal with it when Addie is better) and you know what...he did! And he has been telling me (and the kind, wonderful, dear friends who've been watching him for me) ever since. Not a single accident. Including night time. I really can't believe it. It was just the sort of win I needed last week. A sweet blessing for sure.

One funny thing Jack said while potty training. I was reminding him to point his peepers downward so that he didn't spray me and he stopped me and said, "No Mom, not peepers. It's Mr. Peepers." Got it.

Things I'm grateful for this past week:

- modern medicine

- a loving husband

- an understanding boss who let Jeff leave work to be with his family

- insurance & an HSA account

- an incredibly sweet tempered baby girl

- a patient 2 year old 

- an amazing ward family who have provided meals, phone calls, prayers & tending

- family & friend support

- a loving Heavenly Father