It has never failed me yet.

I knew it was coming. All the tell-tail signs were there. My little guy is officially is sick. This time seems a little different. Rooney seems to be handling it better so far.

He has, what I call, a junky cough. You can hear all the grumbling in it. What usually happens next, is he gets real tight, and struggles to breath. So far, he seems to be tolerating it well. He is a little horse, I hear a faint wheeze, and a slight bark to the cough. Those of you, that have gone through this, probably understand exactly what I am saying.

We are keeping low key today. You can tell he doesn't feel good, but he is not down for the count. I am really praying, that this is as bad as it gets, this time.

Mothers Intuition

I hope I am wrong on this one. I hear a faint hoarseness, in my little one's voice. There is just something about this noise, I hear, that leads me to believe we have a breathing issue coming on.



Oh, how I pray that I am wrong. I can not even explain the sound, that always leads to a few rough nights around here. Please, please, let me be wrong. Either way, we are prepared. This mom has learned what to do from experience. It just makes me very sad to go down this road.

The cool mist is ready. We have meds for the nebulizer. Once in my life, I just hope I am wrong.