I love being a Mom. It’s an amazing experience! I have two intelligent, handsome boys. They light up my life and make my heart swell with love. There’s nothing quite like the love between a Mom and her son. But things haven’t always been smooth sailing. I want to share my story with you. This is My Journey with a Sick Kid and I hope it will help me heal and gain clarity by sharing it with you!
So there we are. We look like a healthy pair, don’t we? But poor little Alexander has lived a pretty uncomfortable life. I definitely don’t want to sound like I’m complaining or whining. I worked in pediatric cancer research for 8 years, our troubles don’t even come close to the troubles of those families. But this is my story, Alexander’s story and I want to tell it like it is. We’ve had our own obstacles to overcome.
My Baby was Sick
I always knew Alexander had health problems. Whenever I say to someone ‘Alexander’s ALWAYS sick’, they look at me and say ‘what do you mean?’ It’s hard to explain, REALLY. From the moment he was born, he seemed uncomfortable, unhappy and just plain sick. It went from projectile vomiting to full body rashes, constant crying/screaming and NEVER sleeping. Something was wrong with my baby, but it seemed like no one would listen.
See the picture above? I wouldn’t normally share such an unflattering picture of myself, but it truly captures the way I felt during those first several months. I never slept, because Alexander never slept and I couldn’t seem to calm him. He constantly screamed. I look sad and helpless don’t I? Well, that’s exactly how I felt.
That was Alexander’s norm: red faced, blood curdling scream, rashes on his body (you can see it on his legs). But why? Doctors dismissed it and sent me home every time I brought him in. I know what you may be thinking, and NO this wasn’t my first rodeo. I had a 3 year old son, Zach. AND YES, I breastfed them both. Alexander was born with a tongue tie, which made it tough for him to get a good latch. That, in turn, led to decreased milk production from the start. I struggled to pump and nurse, but much to my dismay, I had to supplement with formula.
Was the formula making him sick? Or was my diet making him sick from my breast milk?I came to the conclusion that he may be lactose intolerant. Maybe that’s why his tummy hurt and he cried so much? So I cut back on milk in my diet and switched him to soy formula. Things only got worse. But time goes on and we dealt with the rocky days until we reached smoother sailing.
Time Goes On
As time went on, Alexander outgrew his constant crying and the rashes cleared up (for the most part). But he still had projectile vomiting and other strange symptoms from severe congestion and coughing to diarrhea. He seemed miserable all the time. After years of illness, he finally started learning to deal with being sick. I guess I just accepted it too. ‘He’s just a sick kid’.
Of course, we had plenty of great moments in between the illness. We laughed, vacationed and enjoyed life. He even tested out his immune system with rocks! 😉 crazy kid. This picture seriously cracks me up. The rock biter is Alexander, the one cheering him on is Zach. Let’s carry on to how things have progressed since then.
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