So, we are all recovering. Squeaker is back to his normal self, I am full of snot, but it is manageable, and Daddy seems to have taken the mild route (maybe thanks to airborne?). Little Man is the only one who has yet to return to good form. We took him in on Tuesday to figure out what the heck was up with his cough. No wheezing, no congestion, no habit cough (he was coughing at night -- all night). So, the diagnosis: Sinus infection and ear infection. So, with one day down on the antibiotics, the coughing is much better. I think the coughing was just cuz he couldn't clear the back of his sinuses. Who knows. Oh, and large doses of saline in the nebulizer has also helped. ;) I was just imagining taking LM on the plane, coughing up a lung to the point where he throws up all over... and that would be on the first leg of the trip. Hopefully he is on the mend and we'll all be much happier in a week or so. (Gosh, feels like I said this just a week ago)
So, on other fronts... only 5 days until we find out the gender of baby #3. Woo Hoo. I am not sure how, but I am just so excited and can't believe how exciting it is, even the third time around. Apparently my heart has already expanded. Amazing stuff.
Also, we have had a great time looking at houses and have found a couple that we love. It is very exciting. I am glad that we have found homes that aren't in terrible neighborhoods and are actually bigger than our previous house. We were so afraid that we (meaning Daddy) were so afraid we'd be living in TJ in a cardboard box. Guess we are at least a step up from that, right? :)
Oh, and also, if you know what box we have all our baby name books it, would you please let me know. I would be so appreciative. I have looked in all the ones I thought they were in, but alas, no books. And I hate to get more, so not sure what to do aside from completely unpack. Which we can't do until we have a house and space to do so. Not gonna happen anytime soon. Ah... I love being in transition.