Hospital Visit

I am finally feeling rested enough to update everyone on our hectic week. Last weekend Milo came down with a cold. I wasn't too worried, he has had a cold before. By Sunday he was very weezy. I took him into the doctor's office on Monday and they diagnosed him with Brochiolitis. They said he should recover okay, but they wanted to schedule a follow up appointment on Tuesday. After a very rough night I headed to work on Tuesday and Scott took Milo to the doctor. Around 9:00am I got a call from Scott saying the Milo was going to the hospital. After my initial response of panic I pulled myself together, with the help of my sister and met my boys the hospital. Milo was on oxygen and still flirting with the nurses. We spent four days in the hospital while Milo recovered from RSV and his ear infections. We were released on Friday after his oxygen levels were stable. I have to say that though it wasn't the ideal setting I loved watching Milo discover the world. During our week in the hospital he really started to find his hands and was very excited to discover his tongue. He has started to laugh and bring his hands to his mouth. He is getting so strong and growing like a weed. He is the only kid I know that goes to the hospital and gains weight. He weighed 19lb 4oz on Monday and on Tuesday he weighed 19lbs 14oz....I love that guy:) We are back home and working on getting back into our routine. I am just so happy to have my happy little boy back.

Looking Pathetic

"Mom check out these hands and this tongue"

Play time at the hospital

One good thing that came from our hospital visit is that Milo has graduated from the swaddle.