Home with a sick kiddo today-- the pollen finally got to him. Love Spring, hate pollen! Luckily, after four years of breathing treatments we pretty much rock it. A comfy seat, holding Mama's hand, with the television on full blast. I just wish he didn't feel so yuck. We have a doctor's appointment this afternoon to see if we need oral steroids in addition to the albuterol.
Ugh.
Our allergist won't give him an inhaler or do specific allergy testing {he had a small panel which basically showed his allergies are outdoor related} until he's six. An inhaler would make breathing treatments at school MUCH simpler, but for now I'm going to enjoy this day at home.
I overheard Lofton tell someone he was on the phone with that nesting should be a legit diagnosis. What can I say, I love a to-do list. Lofton and I have, though, been soaking up this time. Slowing down and trying to enjoy these last few months. Sometimes we look at each other like, "Oh snap, are we really about to have another baby?!?"
So with that I'm back to resting with my favorite kiddo.
If you can call rest watching four episodes of The Power Rangers back to back.
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