Last night I discovered that in addition to all his other woes, the first of Matthew's two-year molars is beginning to cut through. Poor Little Dude has had a really lousy week. End result? A two-year-old that stands in the middle of the kitchen and screams, non-stop, until someone 1) picks him up and 2) correctly guesses exactly what he wants by interpreting his thoughts based on the pitch of his shrieking.
Mommy needs a break . . . and some earplugs.
Showing posts with label pneumonia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pneumonia. Show all posts
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Guess What Matthew Got For His Birthday?
Pneumonia! Just about the worst birthday present ever! But it could definitely be worse. He isn't sick enough to be hospitalized and hopefully will begin to feel better in the next couple of days now that we have the antibiotics to fight the pneumonia and the steroids to calm the asthma attack that was triggered by the pneumonia. But on the bright side, he got to use the funnest nebulizer ever at the doctor's office today. (Esther will realize the immense value of this discovery!)
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