Back to the ER

The weekend started great and ended great; it was the in between that was not so good.

Saturday morning I found out my exam was open book, awesome! I pulled out my book and found a Valentine's day card from Tanner. How sweet! I was going to put it away and read it after class, but I couldn't wait. It really made my day.

As you know, we planned on spending Valentine's Day at home but Mom called and wanted some time with Turner since other plans weren't going to allow her to spend Sunday afternoon with him. Great! We went to a small Mexican restaurant not too far from home and had a good dinner. I'm guessing everyone else decided on a fancier place to dine which worked in our favor. No waiting! I ordered a Margarita with dinner and our meals were really good. We stopped on our way home and picked up some beer and a bottle of wine. When we got home, Mom had put Turner to bed and she was ready to go home. We said our good-bye's and we were ready to relax and watch a movie. Fast forward 20 minutes . . . Tanner is asleep on the couch. I woke him up and he apologized but it was fine. We ended up making it an early night and were both in bed by 10.

Turner woke up at 3 a.m. and it sounded like he was throwing up. Tanner and I both jumped out of bed and rushed into his room to find him gasping for air. It was so scary! We drove to the ER as fast as we could considering the roads were snow covered and a little slick. He was a little bit better by the time we arrived, but coughing alot. They checked him and his airways were almost swollen shut so they gave him a steroid to help them open up. He has Croup, again. He's had it before, but never to this level. Unfortunately, he's contagious to other kids so we have to keep him home for a couple of days. Tanner is home with him today and we'll play it by ear tomorrow. The best thing we can do for him is dress him warm and expose him to the cold air every once in a while when he sounds like he is having breathing trouble or coughing alot. The ER doc assured us that the worst is over and he should be fine in a couple of days.

Last night Tanner and I put our evenings at home on a schedule. I know it sounds dumb, but I think it will work out better for us. I wasn't hiding my frustration of being overwhelmed as good as I thought I was and Tanner called me out on it. I told him every once in a while I'd like some time to myself to read, work out, veg, whatever. . . and preferably before 8:30 p.m. So now we are rotating cooking dinner, washing dishes, Turner's bath time, and bedtime. That way we each get a break from doing the same things night after night. We are also rotating a 7 - 7:30 time slot of "free time." This should allow us both a little bit of time to relax in the evenings. On the weekends I get to sleep-in one morning and Tanner sleeps-in the next. We'll continue to grocery shop and tackle household chores as a team. We'll see how it works out. I know it sounds over-organized, but with Turner being such a handful it's a necessity or we'll both be crazy!

I know we can't completely plan our life but we're going to try have a little more control of our sanity. Wish us luck!

Oh, and Turner is now telling us No. It's actually really cute and difficult not laugh. That kid is something else.