The last few days have been a bit of a blur, so I’ll keep this short. First, no baby. And thank goodness for that! I’ve never appreciated God’s timing more than I have the last few days.
Emma’s suspected UTI turned into days of high fevers, a bad case of croup, and borderline dehydration. She wouldn’t eat or drink, and sleep has been the last thing thing on our minds. Between lukewarm baths, cold rags, scary coughing fits and vomiting, and 2 days of feeding her liquids through a syringe to avoid IVs, I am pooped.
Her temps reached 104, and on Sunday, we had to WORK to keep it at 102. We’ve been to the doctor twice and the hospital twice, but thankfully, blood work revealed no underlying infections and adequate hydration. Thanks to Jeff literally forcing liquid into her body, we’ve managed to keep her out of the hospital for an extended period of time. (By the way, she doesn’t have a UTI either!)
Needless to say, I am so happy Baby #2 has decided to stay put. Funny how your priorities quickly change! It is exhausting having my first baby attached to me EVERY second and wanting to be held and carried EVERYWHERE, but I am so happy I have been able to take care of her and focus on getting her well.
What’s even better is that after a wonderful 2-hour nap yesterday, Emma turned a corner, and it looks like we are on the way to recovery. She is starting to pee more often and even drink on her own (a little). She even ate a fruit cup and a few handfuls of scrambled egg last night.
And she slept great last night. She only woke up about 4 times, which is MUCH better than every 45 minutes to an hour. Plus, one time was to go pee! That means I also got some sleep, which has made such a difference. I feel pretty darn good for 6:30am.
Well, that’s the scoop, and that’s why there was no Model Monday. Thank you all for checking in, and I’m sorry if I kept you hanging for a few days. I am convinced more than ever now that God’s timing is perfect…always.
Why do we even question?!