I HATE you, RSV.....

So......about a week ago, my daughter became very ill.  After taking her to the doctor, we discovered that she tested positive for RSV  (Click on the link for details)  Basically, it is a really nasty respiratory infection in children.  If adults get it...no big deal.  Small children?  Very big deal.  Luckily, Ava rallied back pretty quickly, and I thought, "Okay....atleast Parker didn't get it.  He's only 11 months old, and his respiratory system is still very tiny."

Apparently, I didn't have a big enough piece of wood nearby to knock on.

We have been planning Parker's first birthday party for weeks.  My parents even flew in from Kansas to make sure that they could be there.  So, of course, what happens two days before the party?  That's right.....My poor baby boy gets TKO'd with a 102 fever and a horrible cough.  In a matter of hours, he can barely lift up his head.

I take him to the pediatrician.  Yep....RSV positive and an ear infection.....just like his big sister.

Obviously, we had to cancel the party (postponed for a couple of weeks or so since it is very contagious) and just take care of our little boy.  I'm not so upset about not having the party on schedule--although it was a pain to contact 40 people in 24 hours to cancel--but I'm more upset that my mom and dad came all this way to be here for it, and they won't be able to be part of that now.  Boo.  I have to admit, though, if my mom wasn't here, I don't know what I would have done.  She literally traded back and forth with me all night with Parker--one would sleep, and the other would sit upright in the rocking chair with Parker--trading off every few hours.  ALL. NIGHT. LONG.   Mom--you are a blessing.  I love you.

So.......instead of my little boy blowing out first birthday candles yesterday, here he was.....just trying to get some help in those little lungs.

I HATE you, RSV.  I don't use that word much, but I do.  If there was any way that I could join a fight club just to lay a mommy-sized smack down on you for what you have done to my children, I would.  I would drown you in a boiling ocean of vitamin C and Lysol.  Then, I would put on my sharpest rings and backhand you in your stupid viral face while giggling like a little school girl.

Needless to say, we continue to ask for prayers for our little ones.

And don't worry, Parker.  We are going to have that birthday party for you.   It may be late, but it will be wonderful.  Stay strong, son.....like we know you are. 

RSV....I'm coming for you.  Sleep with one eye open.