Parenting encompasses a lot. Sometimes there are moments I think about that I want to document, but they’re super specific to me. So I’m introducing a new type of posting: parenting diaries. This will come and go. It’s not meant to be consistent.
So for my first entry, let me just say seeing your child sick is hard. My daughter is two now. And all the times I’ve been sick or my household has gotten sick in 2022, my baby wasn’t too bad. She maybe had one day of sleeping but her temperament was the same, She was just coughing or sneezing more.
This time, she got sick, like sick, sick.
She was coughing and had a runny nose. She slept a lot. She barely spoke and wanted to be held all day. She was lethargic, out of it, and breathing out of her mouth, with a temperature, not high enough to take her to the hospital according to google, but definitely higher than her normal.
In the middle of the night, she had trouble sleeping, staying asleep for thirty minutes or so at a time, because she was so congested. She cried when we would suck the mucus out of her nose. She cried when we forced her take take medicine. She wouldn’t eat. She was weak from the lack of nutrients. It was truly heartbreaking.
Seeing her sick was hard. Even though two year olds are young, they have personality and it was clear she wasn’t feeling well because she wasn’t acting like herself. It sucks when you know there’s nothing you can do to make them feel better.
We tried medicine, which at some point she just spit out. We used the steam from a hot shower, had the humidifier around her 24/7, used nasal spray, and gave her ice chips and pedialyte. Crushed ice she liked; the pedialyte she spit out. Recovery takes rest and time. It took three days for the temperature to go away. She’s still congested, even though it’s been about a week now. And now I’m sick.
Luckily she’s improving, but it was emotionally tough. We can only do what we can do though. Hopefully, she won’t be sick again for a while.