We went up to Canada to visit mom over the first weekend in November. Her wood stove was not working and the house could not have been more than 50 degrees inside! A few days before we left, Owen got his first bad cold and he had a horrible harsh cough that made him cry when I tried to feed him in the night. He didn't have a fever thank goodness, but the cough just broke my heart. I had Todd bring in water and a dropper and I gave him little sips until he could calm down enough to eat. I know it was just that dry yuck you get in the night when you have a sore throat, but as an adult I am not a fan and I could go get myself a drink of water. Poor baby - I had Todd give him a priesthood blessing on the Wednesday before we left and he did great overall. I slept semi-upright with him to help with congestion, but even if he wasn't sick, I would have kept him in bed with us. It was way colder at night in the house. I feel bad for Mom having to be there in the cold, she is getting her new stove soon, but wow; it was definitely an adventure!
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