The Cuteness

My little bugaboo is finally over his bronchitis/pneumonia.  It took so long and I've never seen him so sick (which is saying a lot because he catches everything and it seems like he has HAD everything - croup, roseola, Fifth Disease, reflux).  He had sky-high temperatures, a terrible cough and just couldn't get enough snuggles...all day and all night.  He lost almost three pounds, so my 21-month old is down to 23 pounds.  We started him on a regimented diet of Pediasure and M&Ms this week (just kidding) (not really) to try to bulk him up a little bit.

Every time Evan is sick, I cannot help but wonder if his lousy immune system is due to the treatment I received during pregnancy.  While most women are focused on not eating deli meat or non-pasturized cheese, I was pumping my body full of toxins.  Breast-feeding was not even a possibility, so Evan was on formula from Day 1.  I know that I didn't have a choice and my chemo enabled me to be here NOW to be a mom to Evan, but it's a tough mental act that plays out in my head.

Day 2, 3, 4 and 5 - Temperature over 104.0 everyday.

Day 6 of being sick:  His eyes are a little sunken but I finally got a smile.

Daddy built Evan an awesome train track; he loved it!

I hope everyone has a Happy Valentine's Day.  I love Valentine's Day.  I know that we should recognize our love for others every single day of the year, but I think one day dedicated to love and kindness and recognition of where our hearts are, is wonderful.

My Valentine's Day morning.  Could this be any cuter?  Hubby shaving and Evy brushing his teeth.  I adore.