Any concerns I had about Finn being a good brother were put to rest yesterday. Uncle John came over after swim class and helped re-organize the kids' rooms. They moved Finn's dresser and crib into baby's room (they are matching and John couldn't live with just moving the dresser!). Then they moved the extra dresser into Finn's room (it is a little bigger than his dresser and since his clothes are bigger than baby's, made sense to switch) and assemble the crib we got from Borns (thanks again!). And the rocking chair is now in baby's room, too. Finn should have a lot more room to play in his room now...I just need to organize everything! His clothes are still in his dresser in baby's room. Oops!
Anyway, so after all the moving took place, I pointed to baby's crib and told Finn this is where his baby sister is going to sleep. He went back to his room and came back with his Kiki and Lamby. I told him he didn't need to share those with his baby sister because mommy got ones for her. He just went over to the crib and put them in there for her to sleep with! How selfless and sweet. I'm sure we won't always have "good big brother" moments, but I will cherish that one forever!
Thank you to Uncle John for all your help yesterday and thank you to aunt Kelsie for putting together Finn's play kitchen (which had to have been a thousand pieces!). It looks great and will account for many hours of fun for Finn.
So, Finn was sick last night. He seemed out of sorts and in a little pain during the evening, but we didn't think too much of it. We gave him Gripe Water and Ibuprofen and put him to bed. It took him a while to fall asleep, which isn't like him. Then when Jim went to check on him before going to bed, I heard, "we might need to go to the hospital." Yikes! That should be me telling Jim that because I'm in labor, not because of Finn! His temp was 102.9, which is very high for Finn. Jim comforted him while we waited for the nurse's line to call us back and eventually, I cuddled with Finn (melt my heart...I don't get to do that EVER!) while Jim called the nurse's line from our insurance. Both nurses said that the temp by itself wasn't overly concerning. He was also breathing fast and shallow, his tummy was rock hard, he'd been pulling at his ears during the day and had a slight runny nose. It was decided to give him Tylenol, give him a steam "bath" for 20 minutes, put him to bed and see how he did. After that, he seemed fine, but he was exhausted, too, since he'd been up for about an hour and a half in the middle of the night.
Today, Finn has been very whiny, clingy and seems fragile (playing fine one second and crying the next). Of course, it did help that NeNe came over for a while and spoiled him with attention ;) It honestly doesn't seem like anything major, but it is always tough any time your kid is not feeling well. Hopefully tonight is uneventful and it was just a 24 hour bug of some kind!
Nearly half a million babies (1 in 10) are born premature in the US each year which is higher than that of most other developed nations. This is the journeys of our first born son, Finnegan, who was born 14 weeks early and weighed only 1 pound 15 ounces at birth. Of our daugher, Korrigan, who was born a healthy 7 pounds, 7 ounces at 37 weeks. And of our second son, MacKeegan, who was also born at 37 weeks at a whopping 8 pounds, 13 ounces. Our continued adventures reminds us daily how good God is.