Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Sleepless Night, Croupy Night
Ahhh. Christmas Eve. The sleepless night for parents of young children.
Michael and I were exhausted on Christmas Eve. We are the Bedtime Nazis (or Fascists--whatever evil dictatorship you prefer), and our children were in bed by 7:30pm as usual. They were both asleep by 8pm, and we were in bed by 9:30pm eager for a good night's sleep.
Not going to happen. Our respiratorily-challenged child woke us up at midnight with a yucky cough. We medicated him and gave him something to drink, assuming this was an asthma flare-up. Not so much.
Alex kept coughing, and around 1 a.m. he started to sound like a barking seal. We went through this a few years ago with him, and I knew it was THE CROUP. Poor Alex. Only Alex would have a croupy Christmas Eve.
For all you lucky parents out there who have not had to deal with the croup yet, I might can save you a trip to the emergency room. We immediately turned on the shower, steamed up the bathroom, and kept him in the steam until we ran out of hot water. Then, Michael immediately took him outside into the cold air for a few minutes. We gave him lots to drink because he had to stay hydrated, and we set up a steamy vaporizer in his room right next to his bed. Oh, and we slathered Vick's Vapor Rub on the bottoms of his feet and covered them with socks.
Croup 101. Although he is still couging a lot, he is no longer Alex the Barking Seal, and he enjoyed Christmas Day! Michael and I are zombies, but we survived a croupy Christmas Eve.
Michael and I were exhausted on Christmas Eve. We are the Bedtime Nazis (or Fascists--whatever evil dictatorship you prefer), and our children were in bed by 7:30pm as usual. They were both asleep by 8pm, and we were in bed by 9:30pm eager for a good night's sleep.
Not going to happen. Our respiratorily-challenged child woke us up at midnight with a yucky cough. We medicated him and gave him something to drink, assuming this was an asthma flare-up. Not so much.
Alex kept coughing, and around 1 a.m. he started to sound like a barking seal. We went through this a few years ago with him, and I knew it was THE CROUP. Poor Alex. Only Alex would have a croupy Christmas Eve.
For all you lucky parents out there who have not had to deal with the croup yet, I might can save you a trip to the emergency room. We immediately turned on the shower, steamed up the bathroom, and kept him in the steam until we ran out of hot water. Then, Michael immediately took him outside into the cold air for a few minutes. We gave him lots to drink because he had to stay hydrated, and we set up a steamy vaporizer in his room right next to his bed. Oh, and we slathered Vick's Vapor Rub on the bottoms of his feet and covered them with socks.
Croup 101. Although he is still couging a lot, he is no longer Alex the Barking Seal, and he enjoyed Christmas Day! Michael and I are zombies, but we survived a croupy Christmas Eve.
Friday, December 21, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Currently Reading...
Those Who Save Us, by Jenna Blum.
Update: I finished this one last night when my babysitting buddies went to sleep. Excellent book!
Update: I finished this one last night when my babysitting buddies went to sleep. Excellent book!
Free Plug for Weight Watchers
My company sponsors a Weight Watchers @ Work group. It costs $98 for a 10 weeks session, and if you weigh-in at least 8 times, the company reimburses you for 75% of the enrollment fee. Pretty good deal. I just finished my first 10 week session, and after not taking it seriously for 5 weeks, gaining weight, and then digging in for the past 3 weeks...I got my 5 pound star yesterday. Very cool. I am down from 166.2 to 161. I actually got up to 168.7 after week 3...so I have really lost about 7 1/2 pounds. I lost all my baby weight 4 years ago on WW, and I gotta say its an awesome, healthy diet plan.
Friday, December 14, 2007
Bad Dog!

Don't let the sweet peacefulness fool you. She is a monster!
You know, I intended this blog to be about my family, my crafts, our attempts at a Green lifestyle, etc. Unfortunately, the blog is turning into a somewhat weekly report of Athena's bad behavior.
She ate another purse. I am so not kidding. I think we are up to 4...maybe 5. I have lost count. She ate a Vera Bradley hobo, a black leather shoulder bag, a leopard print shopping bag, maybe one more I have forgotten about, and last night she devoured my super-cute black and hot pink corduroy purse I bought at a yard sale last year. As usual, there was food in the purse. Athena had the joy of feasting on a unpopped bag of popcorn. Lucky dog.
She ate another purse. I am so not kidding. I think we are up to 4...maybe 5. I have lost count. She ate a Vera Bradley hobo, a black leather shoulder bag, a leopard print shopping bag, maybe one more I have forgotten about, and last night she devoured my super-cute black and hot pink corduroy purse I bought at a yard sale last year. As usual, there was food in the purse. Athena had the joy of feasting on a unpopped bag of popcorn. Lucky dog.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
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