Icky Sick

Last Thursday I got the flu. I have no idea where I got it from. It was one of those bugs that knock you down flat so fast that you have zero time to react. What made it worse was that on Sunday, I was feeling better so I went and ran a few errands with Rick. By the time I got home, I had a fever and was way worse than I was on Saturday. Monday was excruciating. Tuesday was better.

But then Payton got it. Tuesday night was horrible!! Poor little man! He was up every hour screaming because his nose was so stuffy. Babies breathe through their noses almost exclusively. They won't breathe through their mouths, only try to snuffle though the snot build up. He would wake up and scream and I would have to clean out his nose.

Easy? No.

To un-stuff baby's nose, you have to squirt saline drops up there, position him head down so the drops will soften the mucus and then suck it out with the "Bulb Syringe of Woe". This operation takes about 5 minutes, but it is 5 minutes of sheer agony. The poor little guy screams and flails and makes you feel like dying. Sucking out his nose is absolutley the worst thing ever. I would change nasty diapers all day if I could avoid the whole nose sucking thing.

I could get the poor little guy back to sleep if he was sleeping on me. I was a hot box. He was a hot box. The room was stuffy. Then I would cough from my leftover flu and wake him up. I think I got a total of about three hours of sleep last night over the entire 10 hours of attempting to do so.

The great thing about not sleeping at night, though, is a guaranteed two hour nap during the day. This nap deal is a great thing. He's unstuffed, fed and sleeping. I can sleep to. Hooray naps!

Hopefully tonight will be better.