My neighbors down the street have some friends they used to go to church with before they moved to their current home. We were in their backyard letting our kids play and "K" asks if "S" told us about their week last week. I say no. She proceeds to tell me that their friend's two month old baby died of SIDS last Tuesday while in daycare. I am shocked. I manage not to break down and cry (hormones fully in swing and we have not told them yet I am pregnant). "K" said she was working (she's a pediatrician) and her friend's baby is brought into her hospitals ER. I am not sure how she found out or if her friend called her upstairs since she knew she worked there. I cannot imagine the pain her friend must feel. How does one deal with the death of a child? Amazingly, the father got up and spoke at his babies funeral. I personally would have been to overcome with grief to even speak coherent sentences. Maybe it has not hit him yet. "K" went on to say that the funeral was very sad with a tiny casket. I am teary eyed just writing this. Hug your kids close tonight.
Me, I am still hangin' in there. No m/s but maybe a little more tired than usual. I have my first appointment next Thursday. I wonder if I will get an early u/s. I think I might ask.
Tomorrow Jake gets his 15 month well check. Although he is still battling the crud he has not had a breathing treatment since Saturday am so the wheezing is much better. I hope he does not have any shots but I am thinking that he has at least one. Still waiting until September 13th for his examination by the ENT for tubes. Hopefully, this will eliminate the ear infections we have been plagued with.
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