Tuesday, August 21, 2007

When It Rains...

Can I catch a break??

The Conqueror has been teething for the last two weeks (update: 4 teeth at 7 months, 3 weeks). Finally on Saturday, the fourth tooth broke through and it seemed as if there was light at the end of the fussiness tunnel. He was pretty unhappy Saturday morning but cheered up in the afternoon and was a joy to be around, for a change. Sunday was the same way.

That is when I made a grievous error. Completely disregarding all common sense that a parent of a child with allergies and asthma has(Her Highness has asthma. God willing TC will dodge that bullet.), I spent the day outdoors with him. Now, you may say, what's the big deal? I agree that this is not a big deal for most children. And it may not have been a big deal on Sunday except every dad in our neighborhood was mowing, weed eating and doing yard work in general. So, all of that crap was floating around. To make matters worse, a storm was blowing in and it was windier than normal and the ick in the air was flying here, there and everywhere.

So, TC coughs off and on Sunday night. Not a lot but some sputtering. He sleeps well except for the thunderstorms that woke him and HH up. But he awoke on Monday a bear. A grump. Miserable. Ugh! He sneezed a lot. He sputtered some. Mostly, he cried. All. Day. Long. And it was a very long day.

Of course, this was the day when we could meet HH's second grade teacher. So, I sucked it up and left him for 1 1/2 hours with my parents because HH was afraid he would "embarrass" her. She, who is ever tolerant of him, said, "Gosh, Mommy, I can't wait 'til he goes to bed. He's a crank!" I joked with her about finding a new family for him but she didn't find it funny. And, at the time, I am not sure I was joking.

So, last night brought an awakening only 2 1/2 hours after being put down for the night. He was stuffy and full of, well, snot. We sucked his nose (one of the true awful things about being a parent; this thing is a torture device), nursed and he was down until 5. Then he was upanddownandupanddownandup until 7 AM. He is still sneezy, grumpy, and sputtering a little. Sigh. When it rains, it pours.....

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