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Greetings from Mexico

August 18, 2011 by melragent 1 Comment

What was i thinking?!  Airplanes are full of germs!  How will I explain to a doctor in Mexico about my son’s actual age and corrected age?  What if he has another asymptomatic ear infection?  Oh god… what if it is symptomatic and I can’t remember which antibiotic he is allergic to?

Yep- I am a preemie parent in a total foreign travel panic.  It is not without merit you see.  Before we left, Sam had a bit of a runny nose and now I am in the midst of a full blown cold/flu.  (Yes- happy vacation to me).  It occurs to me that perhaps planning a trip to a foreign country with my preemie may not have been my best idea.  Don’t get me wrong, up until I got sick, we were having a great time.  The view from our room is magnificent.  The hotel we are in is lovely. (FYI- we are in Cabo San Lucas at the Pueblo Bonito Sunset Beach resort.)  Irene is a walking prune from all the time she is spending in the pool.  Even Peter, who shies away from sun like a vampire, is enjoying himself.  Hell, Sam is having a blast- eating refried beans and corn tortillas and mastering the art of going under water in the swimming pool.

Still, under all of the joy there is this simmering panic- the what if… what if Sam gets sick.  What if he needs a doctor.  What if he needs medication.  What if.

I am sure every parent that travels with a baby feels some of this panic, but it just feels that much more heightened because of Sam’s preemie status.  We traveled with Irene to Hawaii when she was 7 months old and to Mexico when she was 11 months old and I do  not remember feeling any of this panic.

We have 4 more days to go on this trip- I hope my health improves quickly and my panic can subside.  Lord knows I need the relaxation this trip was supposed to bring me- right?

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Filed Under: 6 months to one year, Life at home

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  1. Lisa Harter says

    August 20, 2011 at 11:45 am

    Hang in there Melissa! This will pass. Love you guys! Lis

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