Last weekend, Noah was congested, but not really sick, no fever or anything. Then, Sunday night, he started breathing harder and faster. We weren't sure what to do because there weren't any other symptoms. He fell asleep and we decided that if he slept through the night but was still breathing weird in the morning, I'd take him to the doc. But he woke up about 11:30 p.m. so we took him to the ER. Poor boy, this is his third ER trip in a year.
There's a fairly new medical center close by, so we went there and it was basically empty, so we had fast, good care. They did a RSV and flu test, both negative, and a chest x-ray, also negative. That was good. They did three nebulizer treatments and his breathing was better and his oxygenation was good, so we got to come home. They sent us home with an inhailer and a prescription for a nebulizer, both for use as-needed.
He doesn't have any signs of asthma, which is good. The combination of his prior eczema and his peanut allergy put him at risk. My best guess is those sorts of things are part of a slightly weaker immune system, and for whatever reason, his trouble seems to come in the form of breathing.
So, that meant we got about five hours of sleep Sunday night. Ugh.
Nerdstar's aunt and uncle and cousin live up in New Jersey and invited us up for Thanksgiving. (Her uncle is actually out of town though.) Her other uncle and aunt live in China these days, and those three cousins are scattered. After the loss of her grandparents and father, she still wants to connect with family and they all love to know what's going on with Noah. They're polite enough to me, but... well, it is what it is.
We got up Wednesday and hit the road. It's just about a four hour drive without traffic, so we had no idea how traffic would be on that busiest of traveling days. It was mostly clear going, we hit one patch of traffic that added about an hour to the drive, but can't complain about that.
Her aunt has a really nice house. I learned that heated floors and a big bathtub with jets are very, very good. Hardwood floors, not so great in reality. I have a hard time with noise, so hearing Ramen's nails on the floors all the time drove me nuts.
Noah was great! He did fine in the car both coming and going. He seemed to like hanging out with Ching's aunt and her cousin Jesse. Jesse is a student at Rutgers. We went to see his fancy-smancy dorm. Oh my. There was a big back yard at the house that Noah liked to run around.
We were smart and took his favorite dvds - Foster's Home, Spirited Away and My neighbor Totoro. That helped. But now he knows to ask for "T" - tv. Heh.
The only problem was he didn't nap, so then he'd be this hyper zombie baby in the late evening and hard to get to sleep. He just slept in the bed with us. And at least this time he didn't end up all sideways. Now we know we'll still need a crib when we go to Vegas next month, even if only for naps.
But he's just a sweet kid. He's good with people. He's mostly well-behaved. And thankfully he travels well, since this was his 7th trip in just over two years!
It can be a little difficult to sit down and write about what Noah's up to, being with him every day it's harder to notice the changes.
He's doing well with his speech therapist, but so far he hasn't gotten to where he can talk to us so we can understand him. He can say tons of words, but his extemporaneous speech we just don't get. He's speaking more calmly and slowly to us, and I apologize to him all the time that I don't understand. We know he'll get there. He can repeat counting to ten though - except for "one" - even "seven" is easier than "one". And he loves praise - he'll clap and say "yah!" even in anticipation of getting something right.
He has finally managed to cleanly feed himself with a spoon. He still loves his oatmeal with applesauce and raisins, and he loves cottage cheese. I can give him a little bowl and 95% of it ends up in his mouth!
He still isn't a big fan of putting shirts on. I think it's because it's no fun pulling them over his head. Or maybe he just knows he looks good! Some days, even now that it's cold, it's noon before I get a shirt on him. At least he's in pants and socks.
We're very glad we get all of his clothes at consignment stores because most of the pants we bought him for winter won't last through December. I don't think he ever stops growing taller. At 2 1/2 in a couple of months, he'll be in 3T pants.
He's figured out how to hop. For a long time he'd jump up and down in his crib holding on. About a week ago he finally started hopping around on the regular floor. So cute! And he's improving his form on his forward rolls - he now keeps his legs straight as he comes forward. Last night he was doing forward rolls off of the foot stool. Ugh. Thankfully he's still not a daredevil!
One of his most favorite things to do is run down the hallway from his bedroom into the living room and face plant into the luv sac bean bag chair. He can do this for fifteen to twenty minutes until he's all out of breath and we make him chill.
He's a sweet, physical, handsome, smart boy. Every day we're so amazing that we get to keep him!
Evening! It's Noah's other mom taking the helm of this blog for today. I wanted to say, first of all, happy veteran's day to all who have served and are still, fortunately, around, and also to those who had served and gave literally all. I'm happy to be here, with my army days behind me and very grateful!
So, if you can, buy that someone who you see in uniform a beer or a dessert. It's people like that who went out of their way so people like you and me can live our lives in freedom.
Onto our little update....
Noah has been growing in leaps and bounds, not just physically (as I am writing this, based on the amount of food that he had consumed in the last few days, I'd say that he has hit another growth spurt.), but also cognitively in terms of saying more words, understanding more, and making progress with his speech therapy. While technically, he is still somewhat behind in a few areas, you cannot find a better-tempered child and I would not trade him for 100 gifted and talented children!
In the daytime life, my current job is going alright so far, and I am still really happy about the shorter commute. As with all jobs as a contractor, I have no idea how long I'll be at this one, but as long as I am working and each place is better than the former one, I'm a happy camper!
I hope the Mrs. feels the same way when I say that with Noah, I am not in a hurry to have him all grown up, rather, I am enjoying every stage of his young life so far, and that just about everyday, there are neat things coming from him. On the other side of the coin, this has also been one of the most physically trying times ever in my life. For a person who likes her 8 hours a night, that doesn't always happen anymore.
Still, I'm grateful in my "always trying to keep up-ness"! Grateful that so far, we are fairly healthy, are able to pay our bills, that Noah is the neatest kid ever, and the Mrs. and I both get to play a part of his growing!
Please help out our fellow moms (and baby girl) in need by donating some of your baby clothing (that your baby has outgrown), some supplies to which moms could find helpful for post natural disaster recovery (hurricane Sandy), or send some money. This is for the sister in law of my friend Gina DeConti, along with her sister in law's wife and two months old baby girl, details below:
For those of you who weren't around yesterday, I wanted to repost:
My sister in law, her wife, and her two month old daughter lost their
house, their car, and all of their possessions due to flooding from
Hurricane Sandy. They lived in one of the hardest hit areas of Long
Island where over 75% of the homes have been destroyed. If you have it
in your heart, please help them rebuild their lives. Or if you are
unable to donate, please share this so others can see this and possibly
donate a little something to help out. No amount is too small.
Thank you so much for your support. Our family thanks you :)
So far I've put all of my thoughts about Hurricane Sandy on facebook. Sitting here this evening, watching coverage on several different news casts makes me so sad. I have so many different emotions. Oddly, I think I have some small amount of guilt - we were hit by the same storm, and suffered nothing from it. I can only imagine the devastation so many are going through.
I'm sure I'm not the only one remembering back to Katrina. We lived in Kansas City when it hit, but being a Texan, my heart went out to the Gulf Coast. Also, not long after Nerdstar and I got together, we started our first long road trip in New Orleans and Biloxi.
Back when Katrina hit I wasn't working and decided to go stay with my family down in Dallas so I could volunteer and help some of the people coming into the Dallas area after the storm. This evening I decided to go back and see what I'd written about that.