Chicken soup

Poor Isaiah really got walloped this week. He ended up with a fever around 102 and was not himself. Between wanting to play and lying on the floor (something I have NEVER seen him do while being sick) because he felt so lousy, he's been quite sick. The coughing fits seemed to almost suffocate him in the middle of the night, causing him to scream out in pain and fear. He wanted to eat, but ended up carrying his item around with him (string cheese mainly) which is very out of character. He normally resembles a hoover vacuum cleaner when hungry. Praise the Lord his fever finally broke and his whining has subsided. As Seth and I finally began to breathe a sigh of relief that maybe he'd be the only one affected, it happened. Oh yes, the ever dreaded coughing in the middle of the night. Since they both have monitors in each of the room, Seth and I tried hard to wake out of our snuggled slumber only to see it was Little Lady. We both sighed and then quickly jumped into action. Seth quickly put blocks under one side of Aria's crib, making sure she'd be elevated. Turn the fresh water Ducky humidifier into full action and bring her into bed (something we rarely do) for a few minutes until she could have the coughing fit pass. To make matters worse, we got a call from my best friend in Oregon that her daughter needed to be rushed to the hospital for emergency surgery. I prayed all night and barely slept and I am still waiting to hear back. Needless to say, I am a little tuckered out. Looks like I need to make a pot of chicken soup to help Seth and I ward off the "crud." If only I could get my kiddo's to drink soup. Is it spring yet? Days like this I wish I had a nanny. Eh, who am I kidding, I'd end up looking over her shoulder and drive her crazy because she doesn't do it like I would. I have been trying hard to hear G-d lately, I think I need to try harder. Please pray for my friend's daughter and pray that Aria and us get better ASAP!