Thursday, September 16, 2010

Nights are getting horrible

First off, I ended up taking Kaylan to the doctor on Monday afternoon. Monday morning when I got her up out of her crib her rash had spread and was starting to look more like hives. So, no chicken pox! In turn, I didn't know what this rash could have been. When we got to the pediatrician's office, we didn't wait too long at all, Kaylan did really well until we got her back in the room. The doctor informed us that it was something called a Roseola rash and, like chicken pox, is viral. So, we had to simply let it run it's course. Thankfully, Kaylan was her normal self, she just looked so pitiful with all those read splotches all over her face and body. Today, the rash is almost completely subsided and her fever is gone as well.
You would think that now that we are all finally starting to feel better that we all could actually get some decent sleep for once. Wrong. Since she hadn't been feeling well during the latter part of last week on into this week, she's been used to being held and comforted. As much as I love cuddling with her, night time is sleep time, and that couldn't be anymore so than at 2:00 in the morning. The past few nights she had me up and in her room every 20 or 30 minutes. And it's not like it used to be with just finding her paci for her and covering her back up. No, it's pick her up and hold her or rock her until she's comforted enough to go back to sleep.
Last night was my breaking point. I stayed up to take a shot at creating my own diaper pattern and sewing a sample diaper using that pattern. Between me taking the time to research, measure, draw and cut the pattern and fabrics I needed, then going back and forth between sewing and going in to soothe Kaylan; I didn't get to bed until 2:00. By that time, Kaylan was crying again, so I went in there spent a couple minutes with her and went back to bed. Before I even hit the bed, she started again. I was at my wit's end. There was nothing I could do to make her go to sleep, aside from holding her all night, and I was not about to do that. We need to get back to going to sleep and STTN (sleeping through the night) because she's got ME trained when it should be the other way around. Although, I don't like to think of "training" her (dogs get trained, but babies?), but more of letting her figure out to self-soothe and get a restful night's sleep.
As much as I hated it, I finally had to let her CIO. And, boy, did she scream. I'm sure if the neighbors across the street were out on their porch they would have been able to hear it without a problem. It's a good thing that Dylan slept through it because if he woke up I would have had two screaming babies. I went in her room after 5 minutes, then 10 minutes, then 15 minutes until finally I didn't go in there anymore. Each time I went in I would cover her up run my fingers through her hair and try to comfort her without picking her up out of the crib, she wasn't to pleased about that.
Finally, around three in the morning, she calmed herself down and went to sleep, and I did too.
I wonder how it will be tonight...

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Third shift, runny noses, a haircut, and chicken pox?

It seems as though just as soon as we get over one thing, something else rolls around that we have to tackle. This past week was an absolute nightmare.
Last Tuesday; more like, Labor Day night, Eric started working third shift. It's only temporary, maybe for about three weeks for us to get a little extra money. Anyway, Monday night was when it all started...
Shortly after the babies were down for the night, Dylan started coughing and crying during the night. When I got him out of his crib to check on him, I noticed a lot of drool and one runny little nose. That's when I knew we were all in for it. I finally brought him to bed with me, keeping him elevated with a pillow. I know, no sleeping with pillows due to risk of SIDS, but hell, the poor boy had to sleep somehow and that really helped, along with plugging our vaporizer in. He and I stayed up crying together until about 4:00, then we were able to sleep for a few hours before he and Kaylan were up for the day. Once Eric got home, he took over for a little while and let me get a good nap in. Dylan seemed to do a lot better Tuesday night and seemed to be close to 100% by late Wednesday...then, that's when Kaylan started. Her runny little button nose was the first sign.
Round 2: Thankfully, with Dylan being mostly back to normal, I was able to devote my Wednesday night to little miss Kaylan. Boy, was it rough. It seems as though as kids get older, they are more aware of when they don't feel good. I did the same with her as I did with Dylan by bringing her to bed with me. Though, I couldn't prop her up with a pillow because she is 0% likely to stay in the same spot throughout the night. Now, usually when she is in our bed she thinks it's playtime. But she actually did sleep for the better part of the night, not without a little fussing and fighting. It was after tonight that we went and bought a top bed rail. Before we were using our water pillows as they have a bit of weight to them. Well, those water pillows didn't stop Kaylan from attempting to climb off the bed onto the nightstand at 7:00 the following morning. Talk about a rude awakening, she slid down and got wedged between the bed and nightstand. Thankfully she wasn't hurt because there was a drinking glass on the nightstand that feel during the process and a few pieces of glass were on the floor. Call me a bad mom, lesson learned.
Kaylan continued feeling crabby and snotty up until Saturday. We had quite a few sleepless nights with her, until Saturday night, she was finally able to sleep (after much retaliation). The poor girl wouldn't even take a nap during her three day sick period.
Saturday, Dylan got his first haircut! Eric's mom stopped by with her shears and cape and gave my little boy a trim! His hair was getting so long. At least with Kaylan I could put bows in her hair to keep it out of her face until her first haircut, when she turned a year old. But, Dylan would not be sporting any bows, so we couldn't possibly wait until he turned a year old. He looks so handsome now, a bit more like Eric!
Today, we had a relaxed day around the house. Although, we did make a family trip to the coffee shop to get out and get some fresh air (and tasty coffee for Mommy and Daddy) :) Following that, we went to Wal-Mart and saw just about everybody in Effingham. Who needs Facebook when you can just make a trip to Wal-Mart on a Sunday morning?
Eric got me a measuring/cutting board to use for my sewing projects. We also picked up some more batteries for the hangy-toy on Dylan's (formerly Kaylan's) bouncy seat. The little lion in the middle of the toy bar plays music when pulled until the batteries went out. Kaylan was pretty upset about that. She is starting to express a lot of emotions lately, haha. She even gets upset when she sees Dylan playing with the toys on the bouncy seat. If she wants to play with them, and he's got a hold of them, she gets mad. It's funny how she didn't mind sharing whenever Dylan wasn't interested in toys.
Round 3: Chicken pox? During the afternoon today, I noticed a few bumps on Kaylan's leg. I thought they were mosquito bites because I had swatted a mosquito in the truck earlier this morning. As the day went on, I noticed more bumps appearing. So, either she's having an allergic reaction to something, or it's chicken pox. We haven't changed our detergent, bath soap or given her any new food lately. And with the fever and upset stomach that accompanied her cold during the previous days, it seems as though it's more likely chicken pox. I called my mom, and Eric's mom to get the expertly mom advice, and they both said that a trip to the doctor was not necessary because it's something that just has to run it's natural course. I just hope that's what it is because (1) if it isn't, then what, and (2) we may as well get through this now than later. So far, the bumps don't seem to bother her because she hasn't been scratching at them or anything. I just hope and pray that she will be alright.
Prayers please, for the babies' well being, for Daddy's rest, and for Mommy's sanity.
Great, now I can't stop itching...