My poor Peyton hasn't been feeling himself since Tuesday morning. Poor guy has been coughing up a storm and had a fever. Yesterday he started complaining of a bad headache and neck pain. These are times that I think being a mom is the hardest....making hard decisions. These are the times I have to tell myself to suck it up, wear my big girl pants, and make adult decisions!
Those of you who know me, know that I don't like to make decisions. I question every decision that I do make, and feel that 50% + of my decisions are the wrong ones. For instance (and this is just a minor decision!), this past week I decided to get my haircut (since Thanksgiving!). I'm pretty sure that I'm entitled to a bit of pampering for all my body has been through the past year! Well, I made the decision to cut it short again, but when I told my hubby he had me questioning myself and my decision because he likes it long. Ugh! I did follow through on my decision to cut it short, and I'm happy! Well, enough about my insecurities!
Anyways, after reading online that he has some symptoms that are indicative of meningitis and us praying for God's direction, we decided that we wouldn't rush him into the ER. So this morning, after him seeming to get worse we are off to the doctors for an eval. Poor kid is so sick that he's been begging, pleading and crying for me to "take me to the doctors now, I want to go really bad." If that isn't tearing my heart to pieces. My poor babykins!
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