Poor Owen go SO much sicker last week! Think coughing coughing coughing, crying, not sleeping, doctors, chest x-rays, inhalers, more coughing coughing coughing, fever, crying, not sleeping, doctors, steroids, coughing coughing coughing. Yuck! I was sick with the same thing and I can testify that my lungs have never had so much goo in them before.
It was really an awful week.
I want to give a heartfelt thanks to Germa and Silas for playing with Eloise while Owen and I went to doctors appointments, to Kate for helping us regroup (and clean the house) when the worst was over, and of course to Eloise for being such a trooper and to Matt for holding everything together all week.
To end on a happy note - we're all feeling so much better now.... and happy half-birthday to Owen! You're 6 months old today. Yay!
It was really an awful week.
I want to give a heartfelt thanks to Germa and Silas for playing with Eloise while Owen and I went to doctors appointments, to Kate for helping us regroup (and clean the house) when the worst was over, and of course to Eloise for being such a trooper and to Matt for holding everything together all week.
To end on a happy note - we're all feeling so much better now.... and happy half-birthday to Owen! You're 6 months old today. Yay!
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Owen,
Sounds like you were a sick little puppy! Poor Owen, poor Mama, Poor Eloise and poor Papa.
You are so blessed to have such good friends to help. If you ever need my help, let me know. You must all just be so exhausted.
Love you all!
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