About A Boy

Boy Blue, my youngest who became a middle child much too young, is and always will be my baby. He is a bigger Mama’s boy than his older brother and has the eating habits to prove it.  His personality is so sweet, and his mind is always working on the next obstacle to climb or the next mischeivous event.

Last winter when I was tutoring, our family got sick three times. I was agast and had a hard time adjusting; I couldn’t believe we were so sick! The poor baby, being the second and not being a thumb-sucker, didn’t have the same immunity as his older brother and exhibited the worst symtoms. I’m not sure what you’ve heard, but sucking on Mummy’s hair does not provide the same immunological benefits and sucking one’s thumb.

This year has blown away all previous records for illnesses. We began the fall with our traditional late-summer-smackdown, and finished fall with the early-winter-illness. Off and on between Thanksgiving and Christmas we had repeated upper-respiratory and sinus viruses that we passed between family members. It was already the worst cold and flu season on record for our family.

But wait — there’s more!

Since Christmas Boy Blue has had a stomac bug four times. (I think four? At this point I’ve lost track.) Before this I thought a stomac bug was usually a 24-hour deal but each time the virus hit our home this winter it has been 3-5 days in duration for each affected member. Boy Blue has been the hardest hit with every wave, losing weight. Last month he was down to 22 pounds, this month I know he’s lost even more.

Then, of course, there was his failed attempt at a broken ankle. Two weeks out I think it’s safe to say that it is not broken, as he has finally stopped limping and favouring it. We escaped a splint or a cast and have only had to give him Tylenol a couple of times to help him sleep.

Yesterday he turned the corner from the last episode of his stomac bug. Each time he gets “better” from being sick it is as though he “wakes up.” Suddenly he’s dancing around the room, babbling, smiling, singing, and eating … it’s so easy to forget that only a few hours before he was still lethargic on the floor, half-asleep, half-awake.

It is so nice to have my baby back. This time, I hope we can go more than a week before the next event. I missed him.

7 thoughts on “About A Boy

  1. Um, “became a middle child much too young” threw me for a loop, but then I remembered your third child is a borrowed one. 😉

    Or is there something you’re not telling us?

  2. Misery loves company. All but Charlie has been stuck on the couch this weekend. We’ve had sore throats and nasty fevers. Plus I’ve been with cold/flu like symptoms for 5 weeks now. I finally saw a doctor and the OTC meds he recommended have done NOTHING. We are also a prone to sickness family and frankly … I”M SICK OF IT!

  3. I think you got all of us with the “middle child” thing. heh. I hope he’s all better, too. I hate it when my kids are sick, but things seem to have been extra bad this year. Maybe it’s just because I’m working so have to take time off when someone is sick. I have to stay home today because Parker is sick. Parker NEVER gets sick! Grrrrr.

  4. Like Karen – I was thrown for a loop there too for a bit 😀

    Man, you guys have really had a rough time of it this winter – I hope the bugs pack up and go for good and give you guys a respite. We were pretty bogged down with the bugs up through Christmas, but they haven’t been plaguing us quite as much since then.

    Hope he stays healthy!

  5. I hope that Boy Blue stays well for a longer stretch. I also just wanted to drop in and say Happy 4th Blirthday or Blogiversary or whatever it’s called.

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