A Sigh of Relief

Tiana is finally on the road to recovery. It has been an exauhsting month for us. Sleepless nights, endless days. I was so tired, it left my immune system shot, and then I became sick also. After going the medical route, Scott and I finally took Tiana to the local Naturopathic Doctor. He helped her a ton, and for the last week has helped her get better. Then, yesterday when we saw him, he realized why it was taking so long for Tiana to recover.

Silly Parents, we didn't realize how to give her the homeopathics. Apparently, we were contaminating her medicine. After just 1 day of giving her the drops properly, she is far better. Her coughing is much farther apart, and she is starting to laugh and smile again. Hopefully she will be hunky-dory by the end of the week.

I am so grateful for Dr. Holcomb. After being told that the only option for Tiana medically was Steriods or Antibiotics, he was a life saver.

To My Dear Friends

Life comes at you pretty fast sometimes. I think that time both stops and speeds up when you have children. I have been pretty focused in my own world for the last three weeks or so, and I haven't been much fun. I blame viruses in general for my lack of attentiveness.

Tiana has croup. We went to bed to a healthy baby and were awakened an hour later by a dying seal. I have never been so scared in my life. We whisked our baby to the emergency room, fearing that we would have a case of SIDs on our hands if we went back to sleep. By the time we made it to the hospital, Tiana's cough was mild and sounded mostly normal. I felt silly as I tried to reassure myself that she really WAS sick!

The doctor was wonderful (and amazingly awake for 3:30 in the morning.) Croup was the diagnosis and he gave her something to help and sent us home.

Croup is a virus, and attacks the throat of babies. It sounds so bad because their throats are so small. It was a relief to know our baby wasn't dying.

Tiana is now past her contagious stage, and during the day (except for the occasional cough) is completely normal. It is nighttime that kills me. She coughs all night long. The pausing between coughs is just long enough for me to drift off to sleep, only to be jarred into alertness by a cough too loud to come from my little child. I then work with her to get her back to sleep, and then the cycle repeats.

The normal "being a new mom" lack of sleep is nothing compared to "being the mom of a sick child" lack of sleep. I feel like a zombie most of the day, and while I manage to get some naps in, it is never as good or restful as a night of rest would be.

I read once that sleep is needed for weight loss. I have decided that God played a mean trick on mothers if that is the case. I haven't had an uninterrupted nights sleep since before Daniel was born, and I foresee years of sleepless nights in my future. Since God and I are on excellent terms, I have determined that there must be a special exception to Moms. I know that I have extra energy that comes from somewhere. If I lived like this when I was single, I would be a basket case. Somehow I am blessed. However, until my nights are a bit more peaceful, I may not be the most eloquent or frequent of posters on this blog.