Poor Daniel....
This weekend we visited family. It was fun, but went by too fast. I also got my hair cut!! (only the second time since Daniel was born....pathetic, I know) It was just a trim with some highlights. Nothing drastic enough to warrant a pic, IMO. Anyway, while we were having lunch yesterday, Daniel coughed. It was THAT cough.....croup. The seal bark cough. I tried to pretend like it was anything else, but made a mental note to call the doctor first thing today. He was ok until bedtime. Then the massive croupy coughing fits started (and wouldn't stop!) and his cries were hoarse and muffled as if he was crying into a pillow. A warm steamy shower running helped him a lot, but didn't completely work. So, we get to go to the doctor's at 5:15. I HATE croup!! They say it isn't a big deal and that mostly people are told to just let it run its course. But, when I was a baby (don't know how old) I had croup and mom took me to the doctor/hospital (can't remember which) and they told her that if she hadn't brought me in that day, that I would've stopped breathing that night. Makes me a TAD more paranoid about it.....so, we'll see what the doctor says. Better not tell me I'm crazy to bring him in......Will update later.