Liam has a tooth

Today Liam slept until 6am. I fed him, we watched some cartoons, the day was looking good. Then, he was wheezing, his breathing was fast, he wasn't sleeping and he was whining a bit. Not too bad though. He wanted to be held all the time. We sent an email to our IA doctor back home and she said to a have a doctor listen to his chest in the next 24 hours. We called Olga to see if we could see a doctor at the babyhouse and she said a doctor would come to our apartment. Can you believe it. The doctor came and said Liam had a bad case of bronchitis right before we came and he still had a little congestion left over. We brought an antibiotic from home that we will begin tomorrow.


On top of his little chest congension, he cut a tooth. He should be miserable. He was unhappy most of the day but still had moments where he was happy and smiling. He cut the bottom left front tooth and his two top ones look like they are ready to come through at any minute. Our poor little guy.

He also is holding his own bottle and definitely creeping forward on his belly. This is really unbelievable considering where he was three weeks ago.

Hopefully, Liam will feel better tomorrow.














Sleeping with my leg up



Hanging with my Dad

Holding my bottle