Urgent Care here we come.

Mavity has had a cold for a week now. On Sunday she seemed to be better but her voice was kind of raspy. On Sunday night the daddy man and I were in bed when we heard Mavity crying. She sounded really horse and I felt really bad for her because she couldn't even cry without sounding sick. On my way to her room I realized that something didn't sound right so I ran the rest of the way to her room. When I got there I noticed that she was crying a lot harder than what it sounded like. The poor girl couldn't catch her breath. She was drooling and having a hard time breathing. I yelled for the daddy man. I made her a bottle of juice thinking that maybe her throat was just really dry. She refused the bottle and kept crying and struggling for breath. I told the daddy man that we needed to take her to urgent care. I then handed her off so I could go get dressed.

We put her in her carseat and were headed out the door. I then realized that I didn't have any shoes on. I found the closest shoes I could and ran out the door. The daddy man drove so fast to the urgent care that it didn't take very long at all. When we got there, there were 4 people in front of us. Their kids seemed fine so I wanted to tell them to get the F out of the way because my daughter needed more attention than theirs. Of course I didn't say anything because I didn't really know what was wrong with their kids. I couldn't believe that they could call this place urgent care. It took, what seemed like, forever to get to the front of the line. Finally when I got to the desk the woman started asking me all these questions. I just wanted to tell her to shut up because my daughter needed help! Finally she asked me what was wrong and I told her that my daughter was having difficulty breathing. She said that a nurse would be out shortly and handed me some paperwork to fill out.

While we were sitting in the waiting room you were breathing fine and seemed ok. Then when the nurse came out to get us you started crying and having a hard time breathing again. The nurse looked at another nurse and said, "do you hear it?" HEAR WHAT??? WHAT IS WRONG WITH HER!?! We got back to the room and she told us that Mavity had croup. Croup is the inflammation of the vocal chords and it makes the baby feel like they can't breath. The doctor came in and listened to her lungs and said that she needed a breathing treatment and some steroids. After that we were free to go home.

That night she had no more episodes of difficult breathing and none since that first one. She went to the doctor yesterday and they said that she looked good but the cold would probably last another 7 days or so.

My poor baby. She can't drink her milk because she can't breath and drink at the same time. She can't sleep very well because she coughs. Her nose runs constantly and at night I can tell that she just feels yucky. I'm really hoping that she gets better soon.

Oh and now I'm sick.

Mavity poo pooed in the potty!

Last week Mavity was in the tub and she was grunting and tooting. I told her that toots were ok but if she needed to poop she needed to get out and poop on the potty. Since she is only 10 months old, she had no idea what I was saying. So she went ahead and pooped in the tub! It would have been really gross to most people but I just laughed. Part of it was sticking up and flowing back and forth like a sea plant of some sort. I was histerically laughing! I quickly took her out of the tub and handed her off to the daddy man. I took out all of her toys, drained the tub and took care of the dooty.

The next night there was no poopies in the tub! Not even a toot or a grunt. So I figured that the night before was just a rare occasion. I figured wrong. The next night she started grunting and tooting again and before I could get her out of the tub and onto the toilet she had already down her business in the tub again. This one was still funn but not quite as funny as the first. I snatched her up out of the water and of course she had poopies all over her. I set her little butt down on the side of the tub while I tried to grab her towel. Does anyone know what poo and water make? A very drippy mess when you set it on the side of the tub! There was poopy water dripping down the side of the tub. Eww, but still funny. I again handed her off to the daddy man and proceeded to clean the tub AGAIN!

Now, armed with my 2 experiences of tub pooping, I knew what to look for and I would get her out of the tub onto the pot before the poop happened. Well a week past and there was not even a grunt. I had decided that those 2 were just fluke episodes of tub pooping and that she learned her lesson. Again, I was wrong.

Last night she was in the tub playing when I noticed her face turn a bit red. She was trying to poo! I grabbed her out of the tub, set her on the toilet and out it came! She had pooped on the toilet for the first time in her life, and only at 10 months!!! I was a proud momma! I wiped her teeny tiny but and put her back in the tub. Then I proceeded to sing her a poopy song that went like this...
Mavity poo pooed in the potty
Mavity poo pooed in the potty
Mavity poo pooed in the potty
'cuz she's a really big girl!
I wanted to make it a big deal for her so that she would want to do it again. But what I'm realizing now is that I've made it a big deal to poo during bath time so now it's up to me to recognize the poopy signs and get her from the tub to the pot.

Oh well,
Mavity poo pooed in the potty
Mavity poo pooed in the potty
Mavity poo pooed in the potty
'Cuz she's a really big girl!