Colds + Babies =Mommy Worries

When I was younger I would get little colds all the time and think nothing of it. If anything getting sick enough to not go to school was a bonus. My Mom made my sick days very enjoyable. I would go back to bed till around 9:30 or so and then Mom would come up and ask if I felt up to eating, she would then bring me breakfast in bed and sit with me while I ate. Next we would venture downstairs and watch tv or a movie, usually a gripping drama on Lifetime. When I got older I took advantage of this and would pretend to be sick, rather well I might add. I learned what symptoms Mom would allow me to stay home under. I wasn't a bad kid. I just didn't like school very much till probably my sophomore year of High School when my attendance record began to improve.

This week sickness has effected my child and to see your little baby coughing the way he is makes me feel rather bad about pretending to be this sick all those times. Liam is in good spirits, if anything a little more fussy than normal, and he seems to be leveling off which is good. Yesterday morning Liam slept till after nine o'clock and when he woke he had a really deep cough. My Mommy sirens went off in my head and I called the doctor. The nurse set me up with an appointment after deciding it would be best to see the doctor. 

Naturally this would come the week the battery died on my car to which Keith planned to fix this weekend since his busy work schedule keeps him late most days. So what did I do I turned to my Parents. I really do not know what we would do with out them. Mom's always there to knock down walls for me. Mom was able to leave a little early from work on her lunch break to take us to the doctor. I was so worried she wouldn't be able to and then Keith would have to leave work early, which he was willing to do but I didn't want to ask that of him. So off we went to the doctor.

We got there just at his appointment time and the little guy had fallen asleep in his car seat on the way. We got into the see the doctor and Liam was all smiles. The doctor said its just a cold and to keep an eye on him, but that otherwise he was doing fine lungs were clear. I was really relieved  I was worried the cold was working down into his chest, but the doctor said it was just the congestion in his nose and back of his throat.

Now all we can do is continue to aspirate his nose, which he thinks is torture (lucky me), and keep him upright as much as possible. I am really looking forward to when he is older and simple colds are not as scary. Though I doubt he will want to watch Lifetime, but you never know.