A virus and a busy baby

This week started with Reese waking up Monday morning with a runny nose and a little cough.  We really didn't think anything of it.  He was a little crabby and tired so we figured he had a cold.  Tuesday morning he woke up and his eyes were red and he was breathing loud and heavy.  By the afternoon his eyes were even more red and his breathing sounded worse and faster.  I called the Dr. to ask what we should do, if anything, about the breathing.  I was going to leave a message for the nurse but she got the Dr. (our Dr. was off that day, so it the other Dr. in the office).  He asked what was going on and said we needed to come in right away.  So I woke Reese up from his nap and bundled him up.  Of course it had to be ridiculously cold that day!  Thankfully Nate was home so I could go with just Reese.  After looking him over and listening to him breathe for a while he said it could be bronchiolitis or asthma caused by a virus.  Of course we talked about the fact that Noah is on the nebulizer for the same thing and that asthma runs in the family.  So, he suggested using the nebulizer with Reese.  His guess was that Reese has RSV or something similar.  This was what we had them vaccinated against last winter that cost $2,000 a shot before insurance.  It would have been much worse for him to have it last year.  The Dr said that while there is a test to determine that it is RSV it doesn't change the course of treatment.  The fact that he was a preemie means we have to watch him more closely though.  So after the nebulizer he was breathing a little bit better.  Wednesday he was looking a little worse and by yesterday he was looking a little better.  He looks even better today.  I am so thankful that they are bigger and can handle things like this now!  On a funny note...Reese did not enjoy laying on the table for the Dr. to listen to his lungs.  The minute the Dr. pulled the stethoscope away he looked at him and said, "All done?"  :) 

The other excitement is that baby #4 is busy kicking and moving now.  I felt the boys extremely early, so it felt like forever waiting for this one to kick.  Finally about a week and a half ago I did.  Now this baby is kicking and moving like a maniac.  Nate is anxious to be able to feel the baby move once it gets a little bigger.  It's funny how different things are this time.  With the boys at almost 19 weeks (which is what I am now) we had all the nursery furniture picked out, the bedding picked out, they were named.  This time we have nothing done.  We haven't even looked at furniture or bedding, we haven't talked names at all (we will once we know what we're having) and we haven't started to take stuff out of the room to work on it yet.  I think it's partly because we, hopefully, have much more time to prepare this time.  It's just funny to think how different it is to be pregnant with one baby instead of three!

This is our life...

This is a little look into what a "normal" day is like in our house....

Last week (I don't remember what day, it was a long week!) I ran upstairs to grab a few bills that needed to be paid.  By the time I got back downstairs 3 boys had climbed onto chairs and even onto the table to get to a plate of cookies brought by my good friend Donna.  They all had a mouth FULL of cookies.  Aiden even had a mouth full of nuts (I guess now we know he's not allergic).  I did what any mom would do.  I took a picture.

(Note how they smiled, clearly thinking they had done nothing wrong)

 

Another day they knocked over the rocking chair and played on it (they did it this morning too).  I don't put the chair back into place until they take a nap.  They climb on everything in sight!  This includes their kitchen, toys they use to climb onto other things, furniture, and the list goes on.  We had to start stacking our chairs in a corner so that they would stop pushing them to the counter to get things.  Monday Noah pushed a chair to the counter and grabbed cookies that our neighbor brought them.  When I ran over to stop them to all ran in different directions and chowed down on their cookies.  They are too stinking smart.  I couldn't believe they knew to scatter.  They run away from me ALL THE TIME.  If they see me grab a kleenex, diapers, clothes or anything else they don't want to see they run. 

 

Last night was the kicker.  We were getting ready to go to bed and I was turning the heat down.  We have a thermostat for each "level" of our house.  I was turning down the one for the living room/kitchen level and noticed why we had been so warm all night.  Noah turned it up to over 86!!  How do I know it was Noah?  I have caught him MANY times climbing onto the couch and then onto the back of the couch to get things off of the dresser behind it.  He must have turned it up while climbing on the back of the couch.  Thankfully we laugh about these things.  Sure, I get pretty frustrated when these things are happening.  It's hard to get anything done, even make lunch when you know at least one is up to no good.  Believe me they usually work as a team to accomplish things.  I try to see that as a good thing, that at least they're working together.  Most of the time I just want to pull my hair out.  It takes a while before it's funny.