Sick Baby

OK...so no one told me how hard it is to have a sick baby. (By the way, sorry for those of you that have all ready heard the saga.) On Tuesday morning Macy woke up with a cough. She was OK - puffy, red eyes, cough, congestion - until Wednesday night when she woke up at 2:00 and refused to go back to bed. All she wanted was to sleep on my shoulder. So she was up until after 4:00. Thursday morning I called the doctor, and we went in to find out that Macy has bronchiolitis. It's caused by the RSV virus, and from what I understand for adults it's a bad cold, but for babies it's a bad cough and an inflammation of the airways. The doctor heard some wheezing, so she tried a breathing treatment, and Macy was not part of the 30% that is helped by it. So we went home with just the hopes that she would get better on her own. My question was this: How am I supposed to sleep knowing that she has an illness in her lungs, when I always fear that she will stop breathing in her sleep? Granted I don't stay awake staring at her or anything, but it's still in the back of my mind that I hope she's OK. She slept better Thursday night, but then this morning she started coughing a lot. She coughed non-stop for 30 minutes straight, throwing up 4 times in the process. It scared the heck out of me, so I called the doctor again, and again we were told to come in. This time her lungs sounded OK, but now she has an ear infection to add to the complaint list. This poor baby. She looks completely sad and pathetic, and it literally makes me cry to see her like this. What amazes me, though, is that she still looks at me - puffy red eyes and all - and smiles because she knows that I love that more than anything. I am completely exhausted, but I will gladly stay awake for as long as it takes if it will make her feel better. I've become aware once again this week of just how much I love this baby and how hard it is to see her sad. The worst part is that I can't do much for her. I can't wait to have my Macy back once this is all over.

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Baptism

Macy was baptized this past Sunday. It was a nice ceremony. Macy only cried for about half of it, so it was better than I expected :) Then we had people over for lunch afterwards, and it was a fun day. Macy was a trooper and went without a nap all day. Needless to say, she slept really well on Sunday night and napped a lot today (Monday) too.

Other Macy news...we are still working on rolling over, and it's not happening. I think I'm ready to call it quits and just go for the sitting up. She's close on that one. Just a little top heavy still, which makes sense since her head is so big - 75% at her last appointment :) She's also finding her voice. She not only babbles constantly, but she's introduced a new pitch of screaming. Not "I'm mad screaming." It's more of a cute, "Pay attention to me" scream. It's quite hilarious to listen to. She also flails her legs and arms constantly, making bath time an event for all. Dan and I end up wetter than she is by the end :)

Day Care

So no one told me that searching for a day care would be completely traumatic. We had our first visit this afternoon, and all three of us lost it. I should have known that it would be trouble when the minute we sat down in the director's office, Macy started crying. It was downhill from there. We walked into the first room, and I just got an uneasy feeling. The place was fine (I won't mention the name, just in case), but I couldn't see my daughter there. We got in the car, and I asked Dan what he thought. His response was, "I wanted to cry." Anyone that knows Dan knows that this is a rare occurrence, so of course that made me cry. Granted it was the first place we looked, and I know nothing about day cares, but I hope that we can find a place for Macy that we are all comfortable with. At least I have something to compare to at this point as the search continues.

Baby Laughs

Well, we hit another milestone in the life of Macy. She turned 4 months old on February 3rd! She weighed in at an impressive 13 pounds 15.5 ounces and was 24.25 inches long - both in the 50th percentile. The shocker was that her head is now in the 75th percentile, which explains the difficulty that Mom has getting her onesies on :) She was in a mood on the day of her appointment, so we postponed the shots until later in the week. I cried all the way home, but Macy did fine.

She also laughed out loud for the first time this week! After 4 days of Mom's attempts, she finally did it...she laughed at the dogs. Apparently all it took was to see Max and Sami wrestling to bring out the giggles. Luckily for us, she blessed Dan and I with the sound later this weekend. It's such a treat to watch her grow!