We didn’t get home from the children’s hospital until almost ten o’clock last night. It was me, big girl, and little boy and girl. Big boy wanted to stay home, and thankfully the husband got a ride home from work at 8-something. While at the hospital, little girl had a breathing treatment and it helped the stridor significantly.
Last night (over night) was absolutely terrible. She seriously wanted to nurse constantly. Poor thing felt awful and apparently nursing is comforting when nothing else is. I’m thankful that I can still do that but it was surely a challenge last night.
Today, she has improved over time (it’s 5:30pm now) and we were able to have a pretty normal day.