Greyson got his first cold over Christmas while we were in California visiting family. Who knows where he got it from since there were so many opportunities to get sick: we were on a plane for 5 and 1/2 hours, my husband wasn't feeling well, we were around other sniffly babies and kids and there were many weather changes from New York to California. We figured Greyson's first cold was going to happen at some point this winter, like a rite of passage...for him and for us.
The cold took about 10 days from start to finish; three really gnarly days in the middle that involved lots of crying and reduced sleeping and breathing, bookended with sniffly days that required a little extra comforting. After much trial and error, we learned some lessons about baby colds.
The first lesson we learned is that these syringe bulb aspirators that they give you at the the hospital don't work well. It is probably more useful as a turkey baster. We found that the tip was too hard and pokey to be comfortable in Greyson's nose, especially as he thrashed around like a line-caught fish.
|Great for basting a bird, not for sucking out snot|