Joys of Being a New Parent

Logan is now 6 weeks and 4 days. He is getting bigger and bigger, and his features are becoming more pronounced. When he was first born he looked like Kevin. Now he is starting to look more and more like me. He has my eyes for sure. But I also think his looks are like a chameleon, when I hold him, people say he looks like me, and then when Kevin holds him, people think he looks like Kevin. I love him. He is also starting to smile more. He tends to do it more in his sleep, but when Daddy comes home and we play with him, he will smile a few times. He loves the Whooshing game. Either Kevin or myself will stand him up and then Whoosh him up and down and side to side. He will use his legs to kick off, it is remarkable! It also seems like he is finding his voice. He makes new cooing noises, and seems like he wants to giggle but still doesn't quite know how. I can't wait for the day when he starts laughing, I think I may just cry with joy. Everyday is something new.

Logan had his first cold the other week. He never got a fever (thank God!) but he was coughing a lot and had a stuffy nose, which we had to suck out with that suction device. He slept a lot during the day, but he wanted to snuggle with mommy who was happy to snuggle. Poor Kevin (and me too) was so worried about him. Kevin would call me through out the day to check on Logan. Unfortunately Logan was uninsured when he got sick, he was in between, waiting for it to kick in, so taking him to the doctor would have been really expensive, however, if we had to take him, we would have paid anything to make sure Logan was okay! Anyway we called the advice nurses and they all told us that he doesn't seem to need to see a doctor and just keep doing what we were doing. We would suck out his nose, let him sleep and then we also would take him into the bathroom and steam him, we also got a humidifier for him which we would use during the night. Since he did not have a fever, there was no need to see a doctor, the nurses told us that we were great parents and doing everything right. That was a relief for Kevin and myself. However, the Saturday night when he was sick, I hadn't had a good nights (or day's nap) sleep for a few days, and I was exhausted! It was around 11 PM and Logan was UPSET! There was NOTHING we could do to clam this poor sick child down. He didn't want to eat anymore, we changed his diaper, and he didn't want to be put down or held, and he did not want his pacifier. I was at my wits end. Kevin was sleeping on the couch, and I was in the bedroom. I woke Kevin up and said, 'I'm pumping some milk for Logan so you can watch him while I get some sleep, I need just an hour of sleep, take him!' Kevin, who just woke up for deep sleep didn't know what was going on, and said 'I need to go to the bathroom, you need to take him and clam him down' All I wanted to do was sleep! Kevin was awake after a few more moments, and was so concerned about Logan that he thought we should go to the emergency room. He was crying so hard that he couldn't catch his breath and was wheezing more and more. I was so tired at this point that I said, 'Okay lets go, let's just go' So we pack up the screaming child and went to the car, and drove down the street to St Rose Hospital. During the drive Logan calmed down and by the time we got to the hospital, he was passed out asleep, with no wheezing. We stood outside the car for 10 to 15 minuets thinking 'Should we take him in? He seems fine now, what do you think?' I then said, 'He is asleep, he is fine, lets drive to Fremont to make sure he really is asleep, and then go home, if he has another fit when we get home, then we will take him back' So we got in the car and drove to Fremont, and then back home, He stayed asleep the entire drive, and then once we were home, he slept the rest of the night, not waking up until 5 AM. We kept him in his car seat because we did not want to wake him by moving him. I passed out on the couch and Kevin stayed up the entire night making sure that Logan was breathing and okay. After this we knew we could handle anything. Logan is now better, and Kevin and myself are more confident as parents because we got through his very first cold with flying colors. Go US!