07/07/2023
It's been a little bit since I've posted anything here. With my husband being on vacation, 4th of July parties, and now our son having his second sty in 2 weeks things have been a little busy.
Last night was particularly hard because our son has the sty and it popped. 😬 With the sty popping his pediatrician wants us to put warm compresses 4x a day as well as a prescription ophthalmic ointment 4x a day on his eye.
We would have better cooperation trying to baptize a cat...
You're always prepared for the typical milestones but illnesses/ailments regardless of who they happen to, you're never prepared.... It's even worse when it's your child.
You know they're in pain and you know what you're doing is to heal them but because they are little, they don't understand.
He had a nice bath and then my husband and I noticed his sty had popped so I was trying to wipe away any blood/excess drainage as it came out. Screaming, crying, bloody eye mess. Our poor sweet boy was inconsolable. We got the bleeding to stop and put his ointment on. Proceeded to get him lotioned up and in his clean PJs ready for cuddles and bedtime.
All I wanted to do is snuggle him for the rest of the night but I knew he would have more restful sleep in his bed and to heal his body.
It might not seem like a big deal to some but maybe someone can relate to the feelings. The feelings of frustration, guilt, sadness.... Frustration because this is the second ruptured sty in 2 weeks and if he gets another one, we will most likely be referred to a pediatric ophthalmologist. Guilt because how did I let this happen? I'm "just" a stay-at-home mom... He's my "only" job. I try my best to make sure he's clean and his hands are clean but the kid rubs his eyes so damn much and you know, he's a toddler. Sadness because I loathe seeing my boy in any kind of pain and if I can do anything to fix it, I will give him my all.
Definitely in my feels while writing this and if you read to the end, I appreciate you!
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