Croup!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday Patrick's nose began to run a bit. No big deal, I figured he was getting a cold as he was his normal playful self all day. Fast forward to Friday night; he had spiked a 102 degree fever, was coughing so hard he could barely breathe (it sounded more like a bark), and refused to drink anything. He was awake (and so were we) most of the night struggling to breathe in between fits of coughing.

He still had a fever in the morning and I decided it was time to call the doctor. Steve even agreed he needed to be seen! (He usually thinks I'm a hypochondriac when it comes to the babies, so if he said it, Patrick was extremely ill!) Two hours later we were in the by now familiar waiting room at the doctor's. Patrick was so pitifully sick, his eyes were glazed over, he lay still on my chest, feverishly hot, and every breathe was a wheeze. When the doctor finally saw us she proclaimed his airways inflamed and even had to give him a steroid shot:( She said if that didn't seem to help we were to go straight to the emergency room!

Well, today is Tuesday and Patrick still isn't eating. He is back in his own crib, although he still is plagued by bouts of coughing throughout the night. Hopefully he'll bounce back in time for Thanksgiving!

Meanwhile Cassidy is happy as a clam with a slight runny nose.........no Croup for her! The doctor was convinced I'd be in the office the next day with Cassidy..............where did all her wonderful antibodies come from??? You'd think they'd be the same in twins!

Clean up, Clean up!

My children are messy. On a daily basis the house gets destroyed. Payton voiced my feelings one night, "Why are you cleaning? It will all be messy again tomorrow." Grrrr. Yes, yes, trashed is more like it. I have a two (sometimes four) man wrecking crew on my hands.

As I was neatly putting each toy in its place after the babies had gone to bed Steve suggested that I box half the toys up so I didn't have so much to put away at night. I lovingly shot back if I had more people helping me it would only take half the time. While I don't think my husband is going to help pick up toys any time soon, I suddenly contemplated the idea of the children helping out. Patrick and Cassidy know how to put their dirty clothes in the laundry basket each morning, why not put away toys? They are fifteen months old now and with age comes responsibility. Wish me luck, but I'm determined to teach my children how to be neat!

Mima & Papa's

15 Month Stats

The twins had the honor of seeing their doctor this week. Unfortunately for them, it was to get shots. Cassidy surprised everyone and grew quite a bit! She has been eating everything in sight lately and is beginning to pack on the pounds. She graduated to the 10th percentile in weight with an astounding 19lbs 12 oz. Dr. Penman was impressed!

Patrick didn't gain quite as much weight (23lbs 14oz), but he did stay in the exact same percentile (42nd) which is equally impressive. Their next appointment will be one to celebrate, no shots!!!

Bye Bye Binky!

Today the babies turned 15 months old. To celebrate this milestone I took away their pacifiers. They weren't too happy but I'm sure they won't be phased in a few days.