With a chest X-ray this morning, it’s official that Little Miss has pneumonia. Again. Fortunately, we caught it very early – the doctor didn’t even hear anything in her lungs and it was fortunately still very small. That said, I think we’re done with dairy for at least a couple weeks until she recovers. Coincidence that in 18 months being dairy free she didn’t get so much as a cold and two months into reintroducing dairy she has pneumonia?
We are again home, and I have a short respite right now while Little Miss takes a nap. This is her third day home, and it’s really starting to hit home to him that she’s seriously sick and missing out on things.
This morning as he’s getting ready for school:
Mommy, can you take Little Miss’s temperature so we can see if she can go to school today? he asked worriedly.
Sorry, Mister Man. With a temp of 103.6 yesterday afternoon, even if she had no fever this morning, she still isn’t well enough to go to school today, I explained.
You mean she’s going to miss her Halloween party at school?! he wanted to know.
Unfortunately, she is, Kiddo, I confirmed.
But it’s ok, because Grandma is going to come over to our house this afternoon and have a little Halloween here for her, right?
Yep, she’ll be here when we go to your friend’s party and will do something fun with her.
I think I’m going to ask for extra stuff at my Halloween party at school so she can have it at home later, he decided.
That’s very sweet.
And, Mommy, the cookies we’re taking to Henry’s (not his real name) party this afternoon, can we leave some here for her so she can have a cookie at her party, too?
Of course. Of course we can leave a cookie behind for her. I love how he worries about her and wants to take care of her all the time, but especially when she’s not feeling well. These are the days where my heart swells with pride. I can only hope that as they grow older, they don’t grow apart and they continue to love and respect each other the way they do now.