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Well the last 24 hours has been hellacious. Lets start with yesterday at 5am. My two year old has a fever. She had a fever the night before so no big deal. I thought "Hey she probably has the flu because her sister had it last week." So I drop my big girl off at school ask my husband to please help me take both the littles to the doctor because they are both clingy little monkeys. Thank god he said yes. We make it to the doctor and wait. They give her tylenol after they check her temp to treat her fever. We finally get back to a room and the nurse checks her out and they swab her for the flu and let us know it takes 15 minutes to get back. Well I decide to give her one more look over because she had previously had a swollen lymph node in her armpit and I wanted to make sure it hadnt come back and caused the fever. Well I lift up her shirt and under her arm looks like several hickies. So when the doctor comes in she says no flu and I show her the rash like thing under her arm. Sound the alarm bells. It is called petechiae. And they think she has something called ITP (a bunch of long words I can not pronounce) so they send her to the hospital to have a blood test done. She does NOT like that at all. Her sister is really good with doctors and tough. She is not. And I don't blame her. She screamed "Take it out, Take it out!" The entire time they were drawing her blood while I held her down. Talk about feeling like a terrible, horrible person. Well I go by to see my mom at work to tell her what is going on and the doctor calls and says her blood platelet levels are low we need to take her to the emergency room that they have already called ahead they know she is coming. We get into the ER and see the doctor and they call her pediatrician and they admit her to the hospital. So we come up to the peds ward and get put in a room and she is definitely already ready to go home. Now we add more blood work and an IV on top of that and we are all sad pandas. Her Papa felt so sorry for her "Robot arm" they call it (they have boarded her arm with the IV so she doesn't tear it out) that he bought her a huge Minnie Mouse. And Grandma bought her a doctor baby doll which sings. Thank god for that. BUT while I have to be here overnight my youngest (7 months) is not allowed to stay. He is completely breastfed and has never successfully used a bottle. Luckily I have an amazing sister in law who took him for me and I pumped for her before she left. So I feel like I am in a situation that is totally terrible. I have to leave one baby and my other baby is sick. Luckily my big girl went to her dads this weekend so she isnt feeling left out or scared. Now I sit in this hospital bed dreading when the nurse comes back to draw more blood, Hopefully her platelet count will be up and we can go home later. Otherwise Ill be here another night. Le Sign. Motherhood is hard. Ladies it takes a village for sure.
NI am a 30 year old stay at home mom of 3 who has breastfed all of my children. With my first I always used a cover in public, None of which were up to par because they were too hot and too heavy. I know how it feels to want privacy but not want to feel like you are hiding your baby away under thick heavy covers. So I invented a solution to all of these problems! The Original Breastfeeding Veil!