While I liked the cute little face on the mask, it didn't make it any easier convincing Ashley that she should wear it. The poor little thing screamed and cried for all she was worth until she finally fell asleep right there in the doctor's office. The doctor told me later that the little two year old in the room next door kept saying, "Baby is crying, baby is crying..." Though it came out, "frying" instead of "crying". No matter how many times she tried to tell him that the baby was okay, he was still so concerned about her. I love little kids!
Thankfully, Ashley got used to the breathing mask pretty quickly, as long as she got to watch Mr. Rogers Neighborhood or Mommy & Me while attached to it. As soon as I get out the mask or the nebulizer machine, she walks over and turns on the TV. I'm pretty sure I have started a nasty little habit.
The good news is that Ashley is now breathing well on her own and her Bronchiolitis is gone. After about a week, she was back to breathing all on her own. YEAH!
