03 January 2011

cough, cough

The Lion is sick.

I know this blog seems like a major downer since I started blogging again. And I am sorry about that. Because we have definitely had our share of good times and laughter. And I am not depressed. But the truth is, Lion is sick. Just keeping it real.

It has been crazy, unseasonably warm in Colorado this winter. More like one long autumn rather than a true winter. Which has been awesome for Lion. He has asthma that gets aggravated every winter. It is breathing in the cold air that irritates his airway. And then the coughing begins. The coughing, the sleepless nights, the blue lips that scare the shit out of me. All that.

Well, like I said, it has been warm this year. So no cough! And I have been crossing my fingers and holding my breath and feeling so very, very relieved. Until yesterday.

This past week it got cold. Like ridiculously cold. It finally snowed! We got excited and then on New Year's Eve we took the kids sledding in City Park. It was fun, but it was so cold. I worried, like an obnoxious stick-in-the-mud mother. I only went down the hill once myself, because my own cough was finally getting better and I didn't want the trek up the hill, breathing in all that cold air, to bring my cough back. And I worried about the Lion. About all that cold air bringing on his cough.

I was proud of my little man, though. He went sledding (really sledding) for the very first time! And he loved it! So that was a big deal, and Jonathan and I were very annoyed with ourselves for not bringing the camera.

But yesterday the coughing began. And the Lion lost his voice. He basically camped out on the couch all day, watching Billy the Exterminator and telling me, in his little barely-there voice, that his throat hurt. And that alligators sometimes have up to 60 teeth.

So we gave him some medicine and Jonathan got the humidifier all set up in the Lion's room last night. And if he does not drastically improve by tomorrow, it looks like we will be heading to the doctor.

01 January 2011

being thankful

I am looking forward to 2011. If all goes according to plan, we will welcome our little man home this summer! And also, I am supposed to finally start nursing school full time this fall. That will depend on when little man arrives, so we'll see. And then also this spring, Andy and Teresa will make their rescheduled visit to Colorado.

So. I have many things to look forward to. And so many things to be thankful for. Before I make any resolutions, any promises for the future, I want to reflect on the things in my life that are just perfect. Like my husband. My children. My family back home. The weather and scenery of Colorado. Having a warm home and enough food. Being healthy. Knock on wood, right?

We took the kids to the Wazee Supper Club for some pizza last night. It was so bitterly cold. And on the way to the restaurant, as the kids and I raced to get inside the warmth and yummy smells, we passed a homeless man. It breaks your heart. Literally hurts to see a person who has so little he can carry it in a shopping bag. To feel the freezing cold wind on your face and know that you are about to be warm and well-fed while someone right next to you isn't so lucky.