At least for me, I can't comprehend the incredible love I have for my little ones until something happens that I have no control over and I just want to make it all better. Last Wednesday, Isaiah was running a pretty high fever and began to cough, and it wasn't just your regular cough, it progressed into a cough that sounded like a seal. Well, that night he was so cuddly and was breathing pretty raspy. I held him for a long time, and because of pregnancy had to go to sleep because I was starting to get nauseous. Joe took over while he was studying. I kept hearing Isaiah cry, but I knew Joe had it under control. Around 2 am Joe decided to put Isaiah in a cool bath because he was so hot and breathing very rapidly, he thought it would help his temp cool down and help with his breathing. Shortly after, Joe quickly woke me up to check over Isaiah. Isaiah's little chest was retracting (meaning it looked like someone was giving him CPR, it was going very concave) his little body was trying so hard to breath and I noticed that his lips were a little blue. I told Joe it was time to get to the ER because I knew his oxygen was low. Joe and Isaiah left to the ER and I just started praying and praying for my helpless little boy. I have never seen him so sick, I was praying that he could breath all the way to the hospital without something drastic happening. To make a long story short, Isaiah has croup. Thankfully they were able to give him epinephrine, streroids, and oxygen. I am SOOOOO thankful for medicine and I am so thankful that my precious little boy is recovering.
I just wanted to post this little video of Isaiah. We had a BBQ last night. Isaiah was trying so hard to blow me kisses and just couldn't do it without coughing. I can't wait until he is completely better. I love you so much buddy!
Merry Christmas!
3 months ago