Croup but Cute. Mal battled croup* this weekend, we think (*diagnosed by Dr. Mom and the internet). She had a barky cough, her breathing was a little labored and she just didn’t feel good. We had her sit in a steamy bathroom, gave her cough medicine at night (so she could sleep), and put the humidifier in her room. By Sunday afternoon her spirits were up and we played outside a little bit. If her breathing had gotten worse, we would have taken her to the urgent care center. Luckily, we didn’t need to.