It's amazing how fine can go to crappy in a matter of weeks/ days... We were all set to bless this little man this coming Sunday the 6th, but in the time it took us to send out the invites both Tiny mite and Corby have gotten sick. I noticed last Sunday the 30th that it was hard for tiny to breathe and that I was sucking out his nose frequently. I turned to Corby and said that his fear had come true he had given his cold to Tiny. The next morning I took his temperature and it read 99.2, so I gave him some baby Tylenol and checked it again an hour later, the thermometer read 100.2!
I called the doctor and asked if I ought to bring him in and they immediately made us an appointment. Grandpa Mike came to take us to the doctor(since mama can't drive after having some grandmal seizures) and found out that his labored breathing and snotty nose was diagnosed as bronchitis, otherwise known as RSV. He's at home and not in the hospital because his oxygen level is good. If it drops than we'll most likely wind up there. This poor boy has been through so much since his birth. Hopefully giving Tiny time to recoup as well as Daddy means that by next month at 4 months old we will get to bless our sweet boy!
Luckily I get to stay home another month to take care of my boys!