So as you can tell, things didn't go according to plan.
Friday morning, as I'm packing for the trips to Austin and Dallas my sister Erin calls to tell me her middle son has the flu, so if we didn't want to come, she'd understand. Connor had a bit of a cold himself, but seemed OK, and we were only going to be in their house Friday night and Saturday morning, so I figured sure, we can still go.
So Jeff and I drive to Austin Friday evening (separately, since I planned to drive to Dallas the next day and he would drive back home). We were optimistic, but things continued to get bad in the "sick" department. As we were driving up, I called Jeff and told him my throat was starting to hurt and that I thought Connor seemed more stuffy. He had woken up that morning, with a full on cold and dried boogers all over his face. It was not a pretty sight and you could tell he was really stuffed up, but during the day, he hadn't seemed as bad and wasn't acting too distraught about it, so that's partly why we decided he'd be OK to travel. Now as the day was progressing though, he seemed worse and now his Mommy was starting to feel a cold coming on too. Not good.
We get to Austin and my sister tells me, now her oldest son, the birthday boy, came home from school with the flu and so the party is canceled. We were already on the rode when he came home from school, so there was nothing she could do. At first I thought she was kidding, but after seeing him lying sickly on the couch, I knew it was true.
We still managed to have fun Friday night and although I was feeling sick, I tried to stay up and hang out. Erin, was also coming off of the flu and an ear infection I believe, so she was exhausted too. We didn't get to bed too late, but by the time we did go to sleep I was really feeling crumby.
Saturday morning, I knew I had a serious cold as my nose was now a fountain and my throat still hurt. Connor started feeling worse too. He slept OK, but his temperament on Saturday was just not like him. He was just extremely sensitive and anything you did that he didn't like made him start crying. It was so sad. His eyes were running, his nose was running, and he was coughing a little too. He just wasn't himself at all. He hardly smiled, he wasn't eating well, and he wasn't really interested in his toys. He mostly just wanted to be held. Sometimes even bouncing didn't make him smile, which is unheard of. You could just tell he wasn't feeling well at all.
We had planned to leave after the party, so we left instead after lunch and birthday cake. Although Martin's party was canceled, we still had a mini party with the group that was there. It was quite a gathering though, with my parents, my brother-in-law's parents and me and Jeff. I think he still felt the love.
At this point though, I was feeling pretty bad and my whole family convinced me not to drive to Dallas. They were right though, I would have stayed up late and not slept well and maybe made my cold turn into something worse. Plus, Connor was now really sick and leaving him with Jeff felt wrong. Jeff would have been fine, but I just felt guilty. I was really sorry to miss the shower, especially since I am a bridesmaid, but I knew it was the right thing to do and I felt the worst I had felt all day Saturday night, so I wouldn't have had fun anyway.
Jeff and I drove back to Sugar Land together and commented on how crazy it is that kids get sick so often. That is something parents don't always tell you. You read it in books that kids get sick, especially in the winter maybe every couple of weeks, but you just can't believe that's true. Well it is true, even for a kid like Connor who doesn't go to daycare. Of course this is really his first real cold, so I will say he's been a pretty healthy boy, but it's a doozy.
Today was the worst. Man was he pitiful. Jeff and I would look over at him and his head would be droopy and his eyes all swollen and runny, and we'd just say, "Man he looks so sad." It was hard to watch. I am worried it may be turning into something more than a cold though, because he did have a higher fever tonight and it sounds like his cough is getting more scratchy like some of the gunk is in his chest. I'm keeping an eye on it, but we may be going back to the pediatrician this week. We shall see.
Jeff flew to California today on business and will be back Tuesday night late, so I'm hoping it's not a really rough few days. If it is though, I'll get through it. The good news for me is that after getting to bed early last night and taking a nap while Connor napped this morning, I'm feeling a lot better. My nose is still running like crazy, but I've got a lot more energy and I can safely say it's just a cold and not the flu. Feww. I mean, I was just sick. That wouldn't have been good.
Good night for now. Please send get well vibes to both our house and to my sister's house in Austin. The word is now, she may have relapsed and now has bronchitis and the flu again. Not good. One of the hardest things I've done is be sick and be a Mom at the same time, so wish her a speedy recovery. I will do the same.
I didn't take many pictures this weekend, since I was sick and so was Connor, but here are a few. Notice Connor is not really smiling in any of them.
Connor gets a ride in his cousin's cool car. I didn't see it, but Jeff said he actually pulled himself up to standing position in the car. I'm sorry I missed that.
Looking like a cool dude in his sweet truck.
Grandpa is trying to get him to smile, but it's not easy when Connor has a cold.
Checking each other out.
The birthday boy Martin. Happy 5th Birthday!
Winnie (2) and Martin (5) look on as the candles are lit.
Connor and Libby enjoying their baby Mum Mum snacks. No pieces of cake for you. Wait until your first birthday parties.
Although Libby (10 months) didn't have a piece, she did get her hands on one and made quite a mess.
It was so cute this morning as Jeff was packing for his trip, Connor tried to add one of his toys to his bag.
"Dad, you're going to love playing with this toy on your trip." On a side note, can you see how puffy Connor's eyes are in this picture? This cold has really knocked him down.
Earlier in the week, before Connor got sick, he continued to improve upon his pre-crawling skills. Here he is showing off his newest technique. We haven't really progressed in a few days, because he doesn't have the energy or the patience for tummy time, but we'll start back up when he's feeling better.
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