I'm not really sure why I created a blog. It's not like anything I have to write about or say is going to be super interesting to anyone else. I've heard blogging can be therapeutic, almost like journaling. I guess I got the idea from following a few other blogs. They're actually interesting though, and funny. When I was little I thought about being an author. I loved to read (still do) and loved to write (we'll see if that love still exists!). But I'm not an author. I'm a 24 year old maternity nurse who just celebrated a first anniversary last month with my husband on the same day we celebrated our daughter turning 7 months old. I love being a maternity nurse. I love my husband, and my daughter Savannah is my world.
Right now it's 11:40 pm and I'm on my new Mac laptop that my husband, Jonathan got me for an anniversary/birthday present. It was to motivate me to help me get through my online nursing courses towards my bachelors/masters degree. I use it often for schoolwork but also good old Facebook, twitter, blog reading. Savannah is asleep peacefully in her crib in her room down the hall. I can see her from the baby monitor. I love how the monitor allows me to hear her every noise and see video of her in her crib. There's a thunderstorm going on outside and I'm hoping it doesn't bother her or wake her. Love them when Jon is home, hate them when he's not.
I'm especially not liking that he's at work tonight because Savannah is sick. She got diagnosed today with hand, foot and mouth disease. Apparently it's a pretty common viral infection that goes around between kids in summer/early fall months. My mom was the first to notice yesterday that she seemed glassy eyed and warm. I thought she looked fine and was probably warm because it was so hot outside. I had a thermometer with me in our diaper bag (started carrying that and tylenol around with me everywhere we go, ever since Savannah got sick on vacation and we brought NOTHING, not even a thermometer. Live and learn!) I took her temp and it was 100.6. From then til now, it's been temp taking and tylenol every 4 hours to bring down the fever and help with her fussiness. I took her to the pediatrician this morning and he gave the official 'hand foot and mouth' diagnosis and said it should run its course in 72 hours. I sure hope so. It's terrible seeing her feel so blah. Though I love all the extra cuddles she gives! I have my mom to thank for noticing that my daughter was feeling off. My mom is my best friend and I spent a lot of time with her when Jon is working and I'm off. I'm really close with my entire family (mom, dad, all 3 brothers, sister in laws and their kids). And I wouldn't have it any other way!
Alright well it's late and I should probably sleep while the baby is sleeping in case she wakes up and is fussy in the middle of the night. Until next time,
LBJ
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