So, to catch up –
Droolah is handling her breathing treatments well, and is starting to get used to the machine & noise associated with it. She did sleep for 6 hours straight before that, which is an improvement. She was up too early this morning with a long coughing fit, but the coughing seems to be happening less often – no fever – good appetite. Yay. She is DEFINITELY into eating because she eyes everything that anybody puts in their mouth. So far, she’s done good with rice cereal, sweet potatoes, apples, applesauce, and pears. She does NOT care for peaches, though. This is the stage where laundry detergent and stain removers become CRUCIAL in a mom’s world.
Curly is definitely back to her old self. She really only has an occasional cough – no more fever. I think the issue we’re dealing with now is F-E-A-R. Since we’ve come home she’s “scared” of everything. She doesn’t want to go upstairs to her room alone. She doesn’t want to go into the kitchen alone. She doesn’t want to take medicine. She doesn’t want to change her clothes. She watches movies she’s watched before and has to climb into a lap because she’s “scared.” Hopefully, Roy & I can help her through this. I feel badly for her – she’s afraid everything will “hurt” or that something bad is going to happen to her. I can’t blame her – she was poked & prodded (and did I mention they WEIGHED her at 4 am when she woke up and was crying???) She’s generally been a very independent child and not one to cling to my leg, so it’s a little upsetting to see her acting this way. It will likely just take some time. I hope that’s all.
On the other hand, she DOES want to go potty on the potty or her Dora potty chair every time now. THAT is fantastic! She’s been in pull-ups for a couple of months. She is no longer reserving the “solids” for her pull-ups, either. Mamaw bought her diamond earrings for her first Christmas, and a beautiful heart locket necklace since then. We’ve told her (over & over, every time she would sit on the pot) that if she goes potty on the toilet every time, all the time she gets to wear her jewelry. And this little princess is a purse-shoe-makeup-jewelry lover. For some reason, while she was in the hospital it finally CLICKED with her what we were saying – and she makes every effort to NOT have an accident if she can help it. That is FANTASTIC! She is starting to eat more – but slowly – and she did lose 2 lbs from Thursday to Saturday… But as long as she’s getting the fluids in, I’m a happy Queen Mommy!
Roy & I are pretty darn tired. My cold has gotten worse, but thank God for OTC medications… We have some other stressful things going on in our lives, but this has been the most pressing, the most consuming – and it has taken a lot of energy and prayer to get through it. These days, we collapse into bed at night and just cling to each other – hands clasped, footsies touching – or my head on his shoulder with his arm around me – like it’s the one thing that allows us to catch our breath. Know what I mean?
I love that about Roy. I felt it the first time I hugged him – that “Honey, I’m home” feeling – I knew I wanted to stay there the rest of my life. And I’m glad he’s there when I wake up in the morning and when I go to sleep at night.