Poor sick Sophie. The spit-up on my shirt was not even half of what came out of that tiny little body. These pictures were taken during an illness where she was the most lethargic I had seen her, and I was just fed up with all the apnea episodes and continuous coughing and thought that maybe a different doctor would be able to give me better information (rather than that her brother was just bringing viruses home from preschool or that she had "junk" in her lungs that her immune system needed to handle). I felt like this had to be symptoms of something more than the previously diagnosed reflux or food allergies. She's usually a happy sick baby (crazy, huh?) so the photos on this blog belie her constant illness since January- she's usually healthy for a week or so leading up to a well-child check at the pediatrician and then sick for 2-3 weeks straight. Repeat). We finally got relief when this doctor diagnosed her wheezing as Respiratory Distress Syndrome (essentially infant asthma). After a nebulizer breathing treatment in the office, Sophie was doing 100 times better and we were given a machine to use at home as well. That night, after months of waking anywhere from every 30 min to 3 hours, usually with coughing fits, Sophie slept 8 hours straight. Whew!
Playing duck-duck-goose
I totally forgot about Virginia's spring rainy season. Usually April showers bring May flowers, but this year we had some rain and chilly jacket weather clear into the middle of the month. Here's a fun shaving cream art activity we played for almost an hour! Now Laith won't be able to shave until he gets a new can. :) 
May is also filled with butterflies. I have no idea why this one was being so still for so long but Lucas was enthralled. It flew away right after this photo. 
Sophie borrows Lucas' jacket when the temperature drops suddenly after preschool pick-up.
Our neighbor Andy is always decorating his body. He often has painted nails, marker and paint drawings on his skin, etc. And got Lucas involved with this chalk-in-a-puddle body art.
Sophie's full-on into the phase where small-sized things are of great interest. She finds the tiniest crumb or paper scrap embedded in our carpet and of course it goes in her mouth. This bowl of Cheerios was a very interesting and tasty(!) activity for her. 
3 comments:
I'm so glad you got another opinion and are figuring this out! Poor little Sophie! Poor mama, too. I can't wait to talk and hear how these last few months have been.
Poor Sophie! So glad to hear that you got a real diagnosis. I hope she keeps getting the much needed rest (and that you guys do too!).
Isn't that validating? Of course you don't want her to "have" anything, but it's good to know what's going on and how to treat it. You are so wise to listen to your gut and that feeling of there-is-something-more-going-on-here. You are awesome, Jenna :)
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