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This week our week mostly looked like this......



Just a few of the prescriptions we've picked up this week

And when the children and the husband weren't busy being ill here's what we managed to get up to......



Battlelines

Auntie Clare's belated birthday breakfast

New (to you)  jewellery.
Thanks Auntie Kaz!

BOOK LOVER

Teeny - 365

This morning I left you playing in your cot while I got myself ready and this is how I found you when I returned not too long after; fast asleep still with book in hand.

UNINTENTIONAL ABSENCE

I am more than aware that I have fallen really behind with my 365 project.  Actually no I have fallen behind in posting my 365 project because as far as I am aware I have all of the photos I need; what I actually need now is the time to blog them.  Ha more time, isn't that what all of us mommies need?

My absence has been down to a number of things.  The first being that my maternity leave and the holiday I tagged onto it is all over and I gave myself a bit of a baptism of fire by going back to work the first week of the Easter holidays; Teeny and I were then poorly and in between all of that I have been arranging Teeny's first birthday come naming day celebrations.  Well all of those things, other than me being back at work, are now over (can you believe my baby is one already?) so I am hoping to be able to slowly and steadily catch up on my blog. 

 

My days can be more than a little bit manic now that I am back at work so I am finding that a lot more of my photos are being taken on my phone or by my lovely husband on his phone when I ring  him on my way into work full of woe that I don't have a photograph of one or all of the children. 

 

The last photos from my 365 project that I posted were from 23 March and they were posted on 21 April so I have quite  a few photos from between then and now that I need to post so please check back in between to have a look at what I am posting.

 

I'm also planning to write a couple of posts to commemorate Teeny's birthday and naming day, but I am going to wait for the photographs from the photographer for that so please make sure you catch up with those too if you get time.

 

Thank you for reading.

DISHEVELLED

D - 58/365

This picture was taken post afternoon nap; the nasty winter virus that is still lurking around has been encouraging you to have a lot of those lately.

IN IT TOGETHER

A - 58/365

I love that when you watch a little television you always feel the need to snuggle right up to your brother and he to you.  Too cute.

DRAINED

D - 57/365

I know it will probably go as quickly as it came, but there are moments when I see how drained you are and I wonder if this virus is ever going to leave you?  You are such a brave soldier.

CLOSE BY

D - 56/365

It isn't unknown for you to nap during the afternoon so seeing you asleep on the sofa after lunch was no great surprise especially given that it was your first morning back at nursery after half term and, although better than you were, you are STILL poorly!  What I loved about this sight was that you were snuggled up to your sister who, unusually for her, was also asleep.  It's almost as if she knew you really needed her to be close by today.

STILL POORLY

D - 54/365

My poor boy.  This virus seems to be dragging on and on now and I do hope that you feel better soon; I hate to see you so out of sorts.

EARLY NIGHT

D - 53/365

Today you were really suffering thanks to a nasty winter virus and nothing would tempt you to eat your dinner.  Despite it being nowhere near bedtime only pj's and a fluffy blanket would do.

LAZY DAY BUILDING

A - 53/365

On and off for almost two weeks now we seem to have been overrun in this house with winter illnesses so today, instead of the lovely few hours out to the museum that we'd had planned, we ended up having a lazy day because D woke this morning with a raging temperature and was VERY grumpy.  He did perk up for just long enough to build this tower with you though before his temperature crept back up and he returned to the land of nod leaving you without your right hand man.

RECHARGE

A - 44/365

You rarely sleep during the day anymore, but winter coughs and colds are taking their toll in our house at the moment so you take the opportunity to recharge your batteries.

WATER BABY

Teeny - 17/365

Even on your grumpiest days you are always so at ease in the water; I wonder if it is because you were born in it.

COLD EYES

Teeny - 4/365

My usually completely chilled out little man is full of cold; you can see it in his eyes here.  He was up a couple of times in the night and has been more clingy than normal today.  Thankfully we have still managed to have a few smiles and giggles.  Bless him; he is such a little soldier.

A SPECIAL PLACE

My poor little lovelies have all been full of coughs and colds this weekend, but despite them all feeling quite poorly they have been lovely and I have had very few complaints from any of them.  It is most unlike A to have a daytime nap, but she seems to have been hit the worst and so this afternoon she took one in the same place that I like to be when I am poorly - cuddled up with her Daddy - and as much as he hates it when his babies are poorly I think he was secretly quite pleased.

"I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel."  MAYA ANGELOU

A SIGH OF RELIEF

Well I did have a few posts planned, namely about new fluff (cloth nappies) and A&D's jubilee party at pre-school, but they are going to take a back seat for the time being to allow me to process last weekend's events.

Teeny gave us a bit of a fright last Friday (1st June) and ended up being admitted to Birmingham Children's Hospital on that evening for three days and nights.  I had taken him to the GP as he had a temperature and was just generally not himself which seems weird to say about a five week old, but he is normally such a chilled out baby and on Friday afternoon he kept crying out like he was in pain and it was heartbreaking.  The GP wasted no time in sending us up to ED at The Children's and within two hours of us arriving he had had all of his obs done, a urine sample and blood samples had been taken and he had had a lumbar puncture; he had also had his first lot of IV antibiotics administered and we would have been admitted to PAU by then too had it to not been for an emergency. 

Now I know that there are so many families with children much more poorly that have to deal with so much more than we had to so this will sound a bit OTT, but I have to admit that when they were taking those bloods and he was crying his little heart out and then when I was waiting for him to have his lumbar puncture done there were a few moments when I wondered if I would actually get to take him home and I started to think about the fact that I didn't have enough photographs of him and about the people who haven't got to meet him yet. 

For the first 48 hours following his admission I couldn't put Teeny down; every time I tried he screamed and screamed and it broke my heart. I am his mommy and I should be able to fix everything, but I was so powerless!  This was then compounded by the fact that I didn't see A&D for a whole 48 hours either; the longest I have EVER been away from them and the guilt I felt about that was immense.  They love Teeny so much and wouldn't be without him now; he is the first person they look for when they wake up, but despite that I remember feeling almost selfish for choosing to have another child and turning their worlds upside down.  If you ask them though they will actually tell you that they had a ball as they got to spend a few hours with Nanny on the Saturday and Monday and they went to have dinner with my sister and play with their big cousins on the Sunday so I needn't feel guilty, but I am their mommy and so of course I do. 

To our relief all of the initial tests were rushed through and came back fine that evening (other than the blood culture which takes 48 hours) so they were followed by a chest x-ray on Saturday and on Sunday he had some more bloods taken to check his CRP and he was seen by a surgical registrar to check his "boy bits" as they did wonder whether they had got twisted as they descended, but thankfully the x-ray, all of the bloods and the surgical registrar's examination came back fine too.

It took a good 36 hours to keep his temperature down despite being pumped full of "Domestos for kids" as the lovely consultant labelled it (I am not being sarcastic here by the way, he really was a lovely man), but by Sunday night he seemed to have perked up a little and even managed to spend half of the night in the cot and not attached to me which was huge progress.  His improvement continued and to my relief he was discharged on Monday afternoon, although we still have no idea what caused it.  D had had some kind of virus for a couple of days earlier in that week so I am assuming that he caught that, but because he is so small he was unable to fight it off like D.  Before he was discharged though they took another urine sample as there was a question mark over something that had shown up in it and they wanted to check again for a UTI and he was discharged with oral antibiotics just as a precaution, although I have had no phone call from the hospital which should mean that was negative too.

This was one of the worst experiences of my life, but I should finish this post on a thankful note.  I brought home from hospital a healthy baby who will have no memory of this experience.  I cannot even begin to imagine what it must be like for parents of children who spend time in and out of hospital on a regular basis or for the child themselves and then of course there are those parents who go in with a child so poorly that they do not get to bring them home and just thinking about that makes my heart absolutely break for them.  I am in awe of the bravery of those people.

Nobody ever wants to be in hospital, but I am also extremely thankful for the wonderful care we received at The Children's.  A was treated for pneumonia in a different hospital when she was one and it was a really horrible experience, sadly I just didn't trust them.  The care that we received at The Children's just couldn't have been more different.  I say we because, although it was Teeny who was poorly, they took wonderful care of me too.  As I mentioned earlier they acted extremely quickly in ED.  On top of that PAU is a fabulous brand new ward with private rooms and lovely calm lighting so even if they are rushed off their feet it doesn't feel like that.  The continuity of care was great; at the beginning of every shift the children are allocated a specific nurse and for that whole shift only that nurse took Teeny's obs or administered his antibiotics.  Oh and despite it being a bank holiday weekend the Consultant Paediatrician (and Clinical Director) whose care Teeny was under was on the ward everyday we were there.  As far as caring for me was concerned they were always offering me tea and coffee and topping up my jug of squash and as I am breastfeeding they always made sure that I had eaten too, even to the extent that at one point a nurse actually physically made me a sarnie...bless her!  They also provided tissues and a shoulder for the tears and when Teeny was really unsettled they would pop their head around the door for nothing other than just to check if either of us needed anything or if I needed a break.  I doubt that anybody we encountered in that hospital would ever read this, but if you do manage to stumble across this blog post please know that I am eternally grateful to you.

Finally to my wonderful husband for being the other half of me and completing me.  Thank you for the numerous trips you made to the hospital; for running errands; for keeping things ticking over at home and for taking such wonderful care of A&D.  As I say to the kids "I love you to the moon and back."