Missing Christmas 2015

Happy Croup-mas!

A few days ago, while I was giving my last piano lessons of 2015, my oldest son, JP, was getting sick. At 5pm, when I had a break in lessons and was making him a grilled cheese sandwich, he waited for it resting his head on his arms at the table.

Later, we took his temperature with 4 year old thermometers. One said 99, one said 101. We then vowed to get new thermometers. Either way, he was feeling lousy. He slept through the night but woke up the next day with croup. You know, those barky, dry coughs?

Steamy bathroom. Pushing fluids. He coughed all day. Wednesday.

He coughed all day Thursday. More steamed bathrooms. More fluids. I took him on a midnight drive “to look at Christmas lights”. Really, so he would be distracted while breathing in the cold, winter air while I drove around with the windows open.

That was Christmas eve. By then, we had told our family that we wouldn’t be joining them for Christmas brunch and the gift exchange. Three cousins were not in good places to potentially get a respiratory illness.

He coughed all day Friday, Christmas Day. I was up several times in the night with a cough-y preschooler and a nursing newborn. I ended up “sleeping-in” until noon. Though I’d like to make the argument that when you go to bed around 1am, are up at 4am for an hour and a half, then up again at 8am for about an hour, it might not be sleeping-in so much as… sleeping?

And now it’s Boxing Day (because I am Canadian) and JP is still sick. And we’re hoping tomorrow (tonight, today, right now!) there is turning point in the croup and the coughs settle down.

How did you spend Christmas week 2015?

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