Now I know why

My husband got the job he wanted before he got his degree. (Hopefully Mom and Mom-in-law will stop complaining about him dropping out sometime in the next century.) And why Hummer came twelve days early.
I took Beau to the doctor yesterday. He's got a nebulizer now that he has to use four times a day. One perscription for that, plus two others. Hemi has a fever today, a cold, I hope. As if we didn't have enough stress already!
My husband's first day of work was the day Hummer was born. I don't think I could deal with everything else with a two-week-old, but with a four-week-old who's sorta grasped the difference between night and day, it's survivable. I hope. It seemed like a bad day to have a baby at the time, but just goes to show how little I know.
Since my husband's employer insisted that he start right away, his health insurance started November first. Which means, for the first time since our marriage, we actually all have health coverage.
Why the poor child has asthma, I don't know. (In one sense. It's clearly genetic: there's more family with it than without it.) But at least we're in a position to deal with it. If anyone has any non-drug ways of dealing with it, I'd much appreciate hearing them. About all I know is to avoid anything that seems to trigger it.
We're still moving. It snowed today, and it's melted somewhat, but not entirely. I have a feeling this November is going to be a very, very long month. I'd really like to be done moving so we can start looking for a church. Being out of town weekends is not conducive to that.