Tuesday, February 3, 2015


Zayd is sick. What? You aren't surprised? Well, me neither. I can't decide if I'm being melodramatic but I really feel like saying "Zayd is sick again. Again! Why why why us? (Him?) This better not be a repeat of winter 2013!" But, certainly, all of that would be a touch melodramatic. So let's pretend I kept all if that inside and start again.

Zayd is sick. Our pediatrician says it's a lung infection and he should seem much better in 48 hours.

The coughing, hacking, and wheezing borders on a choking sound while he tries to sleep and it breaks my heart. (Sort of like my broken heart circa winter 2013...)

Zayd was already in bed and had been sleeping for thirty minutes by 7:30. "Mommy! Mommy, I need you!" It was the most meek and garbled of sentences but I flew in to his room to discover him fast asleep. Hrmmm. Then, "why are you going to the circus?" (What?)  "Marshall!" (Pretty sure that was his birthday list he recounts for me at every bedtime: all the paw patrol pups, and all their cars, and Ryder, and his car with three wheels, and the lookout with the slide. He even makes me repeat it...every night.) Then, "I fell down! I hurt myself!" (Still sleeping.) But that's when I decided Zayd wouldn't be sleeping alone in his top bunk tonight. So we're snuggled up in mommy's bed taking it easy, monitoring that 102 fever despite a constant rotation of Tylenol and ibuprofen and reading.

Hope you are having sweeter dreams.


  1. Poor little guy. Feel better Zayd! And hang in there momma!

  2. just saw this! poor thing, hope everyone is back to good health now!