Today is one of those days that just dragged on and on, and I just kept wondering if I was going to be able to make it through. Worrying is exhausting and I did not sleep well worrying about Brendan and whether we were going to end up making a trip to the ER. His heart rate was so high even while sleeping and he was breathing hard and fast and just coughing and choking and gagging. Trevor seems to be coping with his congestion and so far the symptoms are limited. He just can’t shake his fever. I have a severe fever ache and chills and just overall weakness. I thought I was going to have to sew my eyes open.
We are very grateful tonight that our Thurs-Fri night nurse is willing to come and cover so that Bill and I can get some sleep.

By the end of this evening, both boys did show some improvement. Let’s hope it keeps moving in that direction.

Brendan did find the energy to scritch and bat at his birthday balloon, and eat his glow toe. He finally managed a smile for me tonight right before bed.

Trevor’s appetite was terrible all day and he had trouble drinking his bottles. He took a super long nap in the morning but then wouldn’t really nap in the afternoon. It took a lot to get him to bed tonight, he usually has a pacifier to fall asleep, but tonight he needed to breathe through his mouth.

His obsession with the dog bowls has been thwarted with a more secure baby jail setup, so he had to find something else to do. Now he wants to peel up the edge on the play mat and eat it.

He pitches an ultimate fit if you stop him or take it away. I wish I could just let him have it, but the foam isn’t go to stand up to his little teeth.

All I can say is that I hope Trevor sleeps through the night and that they both can fight this off without having to have antibiotics or worse.