Things have been pretty quiet around here lately. Lydia started getting sick last week and by Friday afternoon her cough was getting worse and I was just feeling like I should take her to the doctor. The diagnosis: croup. The pediatrician gave her some dexamethasone in the hopes that we wouldn't have to make a trip to the emergency room that night, and asked to see her again on Saturday. She had a pretty decent night on Friday, and also Saturday, but she still wasn't doing too well and her fever wouldn't stay down without dosing her up with ibuprofen every 6 hours. Sunday night was rough, and Monday night was worse, as she had a LOT of mucus draining from her. She woke up coughing and gagging from it. Both Monday morning and today I wiped brown crusty mucus off her eyes ... and after noticing more milky white discharge in her eyes this afternoon I put two and two together and called the doctor and took her in yet again. Now she has pink eye and a double ear infection, poor girl, and she's on antibiotics for the duration. I'm grateful that she's on the mend now and there's nowhere to go but full recovery!
It's an experience like this that makes me so grateful I am a stay-at-home mom. I'm glad I can be here for my daughter when she needs me, take her to the doctor on demand, and I don't have to worry about who's taking care of her when she's sick since I wouldn't (or shouldn't) take her to daycare. I also love that connection I feel with her since I spend every moment of every day with her, and I feel like I have a pretty good idea of what's wrong with her and how to help her. Even though I worked in a daycare and the folks there work very hard to nurture and care for the children they serve, I truly don't understand parents who unnecessarily give their greatest treasures, their children, to other people to raise. Being a stay-at-home mom may not be all that glamorous and outwardly profitable, but the intrinsic, unspoken value is immeasurable.
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We're all having sympathy pains for Lydia--Emily's wanting to know why Lydia's sick--hang on.
Okay. lol Now what was I going to say!! Emily misses Lydia and she wants her to feel better and I really want you to not be sick any more. I'm really sad that you are sick. But I just want to go to... I didn't know what... so I went to the doctor's office... (now she's making up stories, ha ha)
I know what you mean about loving being home to be available. There are definitely those frustrating times, but there are so many times that I stop and am in awe that I can stay with the kids and be with them, seeing them develop and grow.
I hate it with kids get the croup--it's so scary. :( Feel better, Lydia! (And keep your chin up, Mommy!)
Poor girl, glad she's starting to feel better!
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