Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Some people have a monkey on their backs, I have a baby.

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 He was just so fussy (and really, I couldn't blame him) while I was trying to cook dinner that we finally decided to backpack him.  He was interested in the boiling pasta, moderately tolerant of the spam (I know, I know...as person obsessed with fresh food,  and healthy eating, I should not broadcast my secret love affair with spam on the internet) but advertised his displeasure when it came to the velveeta.  (Don't judge me!)   He did like my ponytail though. 

After dinner (his was organic, from a jar) we tried to keep him awake the extra half an hour for his nebulizer treatment.  He was in full meltdown mode, exhausted after a day of hacking in spite of a good nap in the middle of the afternoon.  Although we were told that we could nebulize him in his sleep, the sound of the machine always wakes him up.  It seemed cruel to put him down only to jolt him awake half an hour later.   I didn't see a good outcome for that scenario.  Instead, I called Joanna to make sure that nebulizing him half an hour earlier wouldn't kill him (it didn't) and we did that.  By the time we got halfway through the treatment his cries had become high-pitched whimpers as the tears poured down his sad little face.  A minute later he fell asleep from sheer exhaustion, noisy machine not withstanding.

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You can see the tear track still drying on his cheek and how sweaty his little head is from the effort it takes to cry with clogged lungs.  Is there anything sadder than a sick baby?

2 comments:

  1. Tristan loves our back carrier though he still uses it forward facing, some days it is a godsend since Tristan does not like the word nap (though walking around against my chest seems to knock him out cold). I am very familiar with the nebulizer-a good majority of my family as asthma so it has been used on a few of them as kids. After all the oxygen type machines Tristan has been on he would probably be unphased by it and just see it as another thing to breathe and be thankful it is not in his nose or over his head and face.

    Best of luck with the cold- hopefully we can visit once Sam is better.

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  2. poor Sam! sometime what's good for us isn't any fun. :(

    Lil is also a fan of the back carrier.. especially when it is time to make dinner! Perhaps we have little cooks in training....

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