Calling all MommyBloggers!
Croup has been going around little man's day care this week. Whenever something like this happens they post a notice on the sign-in sheet and every day I hold my breath hoping I won't see one. I don't want to him to be sick- his first few months in day care he was sick all the time and it sucked. Last year around this same time we had some terrible fever/rash combination that our pediatrician just could not diagnose and I spend three days unable to go to the bathroom because the baby would only sleep if I held him.
When I start to see signs of anything other than the garden variety cold it pains me almost as much as it pains him. The anxiety of not knowing where it hurts, what I should do, how long it will last drives me batty. I hover over him, check him a million times when he naps, keep the rapid response thermometer on me at all times and monitor his temperature with more frequency and accuracy than an ER nurse. I watch his eyes, trying to gage just how lousy he feels and search for clues. I realize this is not good for me or for him. He does not need a whacked out mother fretting about every little thing as he gets older. Rule number one of motherhood = Your kids will get sick.
Monday the dreaded sign was out. There have been two confirmed cases of Croup in the Minnow room. *&^%. The day care teachers seemed pretty non-chalant about it. If he has it, they tell me, as long as he doesn't have a fever he can come in. How will I know if he has it I ask? Oh you'll know. It's a barky sounding cough. Like a seal. Like they can't get a breath.
WHAT?!! Like they can't get a breath? I'm sorry but anything that causes difficulty breathing is NOT allowed.
I rush to read the baby books when I get home. I DO NOT feel better. This stuff is scaring the life out of me. Call the doctor if his lips turn blue? Umm. You can bet if his lips are even slightly translucent I'll be speeding to the emergency room at the speed of light. Sit in the bathroom for 10-20 minutes with the shower running to ease his airway? to EASE HIS AIRWAY? This is not cool.
This morning he woke up with a cough I've never heard before. Not a bad cough or a frequent one, he still ate breakfast, read books, played with his matchbox cars, but it was definitely bark-ish sounding. Not exactly like a seal, but definitely different than I've ever heard.
I sent him to day care today and told them to call me if he's acting like he doesn't feel well and I'll come and take him home. This really is a downside of being a working mom. I'd like to be home with him today because I can tell he doesn't feel well, but I can't because if he really gets sick over the weekend, I need to save those days for when there is no question that he needs mommy care.
Has anyone experienced the croup? I'm not understanding the disconnect between how awful the baby books make it sound and how relaxed the day care seemed about it. Any ass-vice? Words of wisdom? Reassurance from the mom crew? If you've got it- pass it on. My stressed out virally challenged psyche thanks you.
Shout out to GGC, battling her own viral issues at home and opening up the discussion on educating ourselves and each other.