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I am a 29 year old teacher of fourth grade. My husband and I began TTC in March of 2008. We conceived our first month, but unfortunately it only ended in an early miscarriage. 8 months later we finally conceived again, and she was our take-home baby! Norah Jane was born on July 16, 2009. 7lbs 0oz 19" long and amazing. We recently had our sweet baby boy, Miles! He was born on June 12, 2013 at 3:37pm, weighing in at 8lbs 4oz, 20 inches long, and PERFECT! We are loving every minute of parenthood (even the frustrating minutes!). This blog is an attempt to chronicle the baby steps, foot steps, leaps, bounds, and milestones of this journey.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Shhh...Norah is sleeping!

I am officially on Summer Vacation from school! Yay! I am overjoyed that I get to spend my days with such an amazing little girl, too! However, our first week of vacation started off very awful.

Friday was my last official day of school, but I ended up going back Monday to finish up my classroom. On Friday around 3pm, we get a phone call from daycare telling us that we need to come and get Norah because she had a fever. I was floored...she showed zero signs of sickness when we dropped her off and the night before. I figured maybe it was due to teething or something, so I went and got her. Well, by the time I got there, there was only one baby left (other than Norah), and his mom was on the way too. They ALL had fevers. Every single one of them. They ALL had to go home. Eight babies, seven of which showed no signs of sickness upon being dropped off, all of the sudden had to go home. I was bewildered.

Well, she was a little fussy, but not to the point of being completely unhappy, so I thought maybe it was just a little cold or something. Well, the next morning H went and got her out of her crib. He carried her back into our room and said, "We need to take her to the doctor, she's burning up and she can hardly breathe." I feel her. She's burning up. I hold her, she starts coughing, and she can hardly breathe. I immediately call the doctor who told us to come on in (this was a Saturday, too!). We go in, and within seconds of the doctor coming in he diagnoses her with Croup.

My poor baby had Croup. He prescribed her some steroids to help the swelling in her throat. I was just so happy that she was going to feel better.

Looooong story short: we had to go back to the doctor the next day for a steroid shot because she couldn't keep ANYTHING down, especially her medicine. Four days later and she was back to her happy self!