This week has just been ‘one of those weeks!’
Picture this. Wednesday morning at 4 am. I’m bent over the toilet being violently sick. Meanwhile, Harry has woken. He seems distressed and has a tickly cough that’s irritating his throat. He is therefore also sick, but in his bed and all over his bedding! Ry has to get up for work in two hours but he’s dealing with Harry all on his own because I currently cannot leave the bathroom. He then proceeds to strip Harry’s bedding, whilst Harry is sat crying out from the bedroom floor. I can hear the commotion but I am unable to assist. Then to top it all off, Ry suddenly jolts his shoulder from lifting up the mattress and ends up spending the rest of the week in agony.
Fast forward to Saturday and it seems that I’d developed a 48hour stomach bug earlier on in the week. I am much better now, although I am now catching a cold that poor Harry currently has. Harry has literally just recovered from a cold that he developed only two weeks ago, which we believe he caught from a soft play area. He has since been back and to my disbelief, has caught yet another one. I know you can’t wrap children up in cotton wool but I can’t help but dread taking him to these places because I know he’s just going catch a new bug. On the plus side, it’s good for his immune system and I do adore seeing him interacting with other children. He just has so much fun, and so the illness is just something we will have to deal with.
Harry also has croup alongside his cold, which causes a nasty barking sound when he coughs. On Thursday night he woke up struggling to breathe and was making the strangest noise when inhaling his breath. This is called the ‘strider’ noise, which is typical with croup. This has happened before, so I was able to recognise the signs immediately. Without panicking, I opened the window to get some fresh air into his lungs and to my relief, this eased the symptoms almost instantly. The Dr told me last time that if it happens again for anything over ten minutes to call an ambulance, but I’m very pleased it didn’t come to that.
We visited the Dr yesterday who prescribed Harry some steroids but only to take them if he has trouble with the breathing again. It was just helpful to know we had something in place for over the weekend in case his breathing deteriorated again. Last night we raised one side of his cot mattress which I believe really helped. Though he did wake up with a high temperature and shivering at 2 am but with the help of the mighty Calpol we were able to control it and all get back to some well-needed rest.
I am currently sat with a rather warm, feverish-eyed boy on my lap watching Mr. Tumble on C-Beebies. Although he looks and seems poorly, he is still smiling and dancing along to the music..what a trooper!
Before Harry, I used to regrettably find Mr. Tumble dressed as a clown a little creepy. But, I love his passion and I love how he encourages children to learn that no matter a disability, we are all equal. The disability may make us unique but with the help of Makaton and body language to communicate, you can still happily live your life to the full. You can have fun, and you can still achieve goals. What a great moral for Harry to learn and grow up with.
It has been a tough week and we’re all a bit shattered, but it’s only a little blip on the grand scale of things. Overall, Parenthood is amazing. Yes I’m tired, and yes I don’t feel 100%, but neither does Ry and neither does Harry. We will get through it likes we always do.
These last few months have seriously been a lot of fun though, and have probably been my favourite part of being a Mummy so far. Since Harry turned one in March, we’ve welcomed his new baby cousin Emily into the family. Harry’s taken his first steps and even added some new words to his vocabulary. He’s learning constantly and copying everything we do – this is definitely the time to watch what we say! He now barks like a dog and meows like a cat…totally mind blowing! The one noticeable change that really sticks out though, is how much he can understand. I find it amazing that although he cannot communicate verbally, he’s still able to answer our commands and achieve tasks we ask him to do. He dances to music, he waves to everyone, he claps every time I say ‘clever boy’ and he makes a kissing sound when we ask for a kiss. He can also be a little naughty and will test us for our reactions, the latest has been the dreaded biting stage! There are always obstacles to cross but it’s absolutely fascinating and I am thoroughly enjoying every single second of this journey.