Holy Moly! Since last Monday a lot sure has happened. The theme of our week was, in the words of Tim Gunn, "Make it work!"
1. It all started with Valentine's Day. Before becoming parents, we would have gone out to a fancy dinner. Since getting pregnant and then having our son, we made it a tradition to stay in and make our favorite hors d'oeuvres. This year for some reason, we couldn't really seem to get it together. It seemed like Connor was kind of coming down with a cold later in the day on Monday, so I didn't want to take him out. Using what ingredients we had at home, we scraped together what ended up being a perfect V-day dinner. We made it work and put together steak bruschetta, using a harvest loaf of wheat bread with roasted flax and pumpkin seeds, tomatoes, fresh basil, olive oil, garlic, and steak. We never really follow recipes, so we just threw it together and it was fantastic!
|So easy and delicious!|
2. That night Connor had a pretty rough night's sleep. At about midnight, I brought him into bed with us and he coughed off and on all night long. :( By morning, he just seemed pretty miserable. I called his doctor to see if we could get in for an appointment because by this point, he was starting to breathe really hard and I was getting worried. They were all booked up and suggested waiting until the next day. Umm...not happening. I called his allergy and asthma doctor and they fit him in right away, gave several breathing treatments, gave an RSV test (results back in 3-5 days?!!), wrote a few prescriptions, and sent us on our way with strict instructions to head to the ER if things were not improving throughout the day. In the next few hours, things went from bad to worse. We headed to the ER at the closest children's hospital and after waiting a little over an hour, they tested his vitals and made him a priority. Seeing panic on a nurse's face is not something I will ever forget. They immediately started him on oxygen, then breathing treatments, then x-rays, then bloodwork, and an IV for fluids and meds. This went on for a few hours. Once a space was available, they got us a room and we continued with testing, breathing treatments, suctioning [by far the worst thing to watch :( ]. It was determined that he had RSV. It was quite an emotional roller coaster for all of us...obviously it was the worst for Connor, but seeing my poor baby hooked up to all sorts of things with a look of panic in his eyes is something I would never wish on my worst enemy. :( After being in this room for one night, we were moved to a "real room." This was a much cheerier space. I think we all felt a little better after being moved to this room:
|after finally getting a little rest :(|
|caramel delight icecream with leftover allergen-free muddy buddies|