The weekend that was
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We had a bit of an unenviable early start to our weekend when we were woken before dawn by the sounds of E's very laboured breathing. Concerned as he appeared to be struggling for air, we woke him and were greeted by a very sad baby with a harsh seal like cough that frightened him (and us) each time. Poor babe also had a temp spike of 38.6 (not bad considering how many times we've nursed 39+). Whooping cough was the number 1 illness that popped into my head and given it appeared his breathing was affected, we made the decision to head straight to emergency. Luckily it was a surprisingly quiet night/morning and the triage nurse had one listen to E and admitted us immediately saying that we did the right thing bringing him in as he very much needed to be there.
The rest of our weekend was pretty low key given Ethan wasn't well but we managed to get a bit done around the house, cleaning out odds and ends in preparation for the latest toy influx to come at Christmas and the arrival of another baby. I even was able to consolidate some of the toys in the playroom and clear out 3 full tubs by rotating some and moving others to Ethan's bedroom ... next up is organising E's big boy room and sorting out the spare room to set it up for B2. I also snuck in a shop for more
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