Showing posts with label Sick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sick. Show all posts

Thursday, March 14, 2013

The Last Snow Day.

Dear Scarlett, 

I must say, I will not be sad if this was our last snow day. The last couple of days have been sunny and warm, melting the last of the snow in our yard. I have spring fever. Cleaning the house, staying light out later and buying sandals are sure signs of spring. You and Daddy had a fun day out in the snow. You loved being outside and playing with the white fluff. You actually cried when it was time to come in. 

You were sick last week. I'm pretty sure that you got sick from babysitting at the YMCA. You love it there but it's a germ playground! You had a nasty cold and you were really feeling crummy. You never sleep when you get sick. You would only sleep on my chest. This means no one got much sleep. I took you to the doctor and we found out that you had an ear infection. Then Mommy and Daddy got sick. Soon after, you went through a growth spurt. During your growth spurts, you never sleep good, you are whiny and cling to me and you don't eat at all. After a few days, you eat like you can't get enough food and you sleep extra! You napped twice in one day and then slept through the night until 9:30! 

Sickness has gone through our house and it's been a rough week or so. But we are all on our way to feeling better. Spring is next week and I'm hoping for some nice weather!! 


ALSO,
Your bedroom was featured on Babiekins Magazine here!!


Monday, July 2, 2012

Our Scare.

Dear Scarlett,

     This weekend you scared Daddy and I. The massachusetts family was up to visit and the weekend started out wonderful. We had lots of fun things planned: pool, shopping, dining, Jazz Festival, gelato, movies and games. But on Saturday night, you started feeling warm and acting sleepy. I could tell that you didn't feel good. You were quiet and relaxed. Everyone knows that my little Scarbaby is a mischievous little devil on the go go go! Mommy had Oppa bring you back home after dinner. When the rest of us got back, I could tell you weren't feeling good so I put you down to sleep. When I checked on you at 9 pm, you were burning up with a fever. I stripped your clothes, got a cold cloth and grabbed the Tylenol. Before I could even finish, you started having a seizure. 

    This was the scariest 4 minutes of my life. Besides the last hospital scare when you were 6 months old. 

   Thankfully, I was on the phone with the doctor when this happened. She assured me it was a febrile seizure and it was because of the fever, so not to panic. I still did. Daddy called 911 and before I knew it, you were being rushed to the hospital in an ambulance with me by your side. Daddy followed behind. The paramedic calmed me by telling me that his son had the same thing when he was little and not to panic. You would be just fine. When we got to the hospital, you were given Motrin and Tylenol which brought your fever right down and you started to come out of your lethargic daze. I cried happy tears because that cry meant you were okay. You held your arms for me and it made my heart beat loud and strong. 

My heart beats for you now, Scarlett. It used to beat for me. But now, it belongs to you. 
We were allowed to go home 3 hours later. I was surprised to hear that these seizures are common in babies when fevers spike. They usually dissipate after 3 or 4 years old, and sometimes, only happen once. I just have to be cautious when you spike fevers. I need to give you Tylenol at the first sign of a fever to prevent this from happening again. Daddy and I both cried. We love you so much that a scare like this is torture. Thankfully, it wasn't as serious as it seemed. Mostly just scary. 

So that was our scare. When you grow up and if/when you have children, know that this is something that sometimes happens. I had no idea that little ones sometimes had seizures from rapid rising fevers. It's the body's was of protecting itself. How much you learn as a first time parent. We are thankful that you are feeling better peanut. And I'm sorry that I have to torture you with that gross medicine all the time. Haha. We love you.....



Love, Mommy & Daddy