Today is a milestone for me as a mommy...I've been through my first fever. And I feel terrible! Yesterday was mother's day out and he was acting puny before I took him. He didn't have fever but he was snotty. However, he's been snotty since November, so I didn't really think anything of that. Just to be safe, though, I had one of the anesthesiologists at Scottish Rite take a look in his ears before I took him to school...they said they were fine. In a nutshell, after I picked him up from school, he had 102 fever. I felt like such a bad mommy! And so we did the tylenol, motrin, humidifier, etc last night & I thought he would feel better this morning. 103.4 this morning, oh, he was so pittiful!!! The bad mommy feelings got worse. We have been having a stay-in-our-PJs-all-day today and I held him for his entire morning nap. Guilt goes a long way with me. I even let him watch TV....we never even turn it on, and today he watched 2 morning shows with me. (I still feel bad that someone else is probably sick in his class b/c I took him to school yesterday...nevermind the person he caught it from LAST wednesday). So, he's down for an afternoon nap, no mommy, just in the crib all alone. I hope he is able to sleep a while. That is the thing with the first-go-round...you don't know these things. No amount of nursing would have prepared me for what it's like when your own child has a fever or is coming down with something. Looking back on the past few days, it's pretty clear that something was going on, I just chalked it up to teething or some other vague excuse that "they" always use (whoever "they" are). So now I know...if he's not wanting to eat, not sleeping well, fussy way more than usual...he might be getting sick. It seems so easy to diagnose that now. However, next time all of those things happen, it may be teething or some other such thing. I suppose you're never 100% certain when it comes to small people who can't speak English very well. Noah & Ellie Scott at Chuy's (our favorite Mexican place in Dallas....we shall miss it greatly) He does great at restaurants...just stick him in the high chair & he's happy!
Noah clowning around trying to show off some new tricks, like standing up for a little while before bumping his little noggin on his table on the way down :)
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don't do the guilt thing. when laura was in the third grade, she broke her arm. when she came in crying i told her to lay down on the couch and rest for a while and that she would feel better. when her daddy came home and looked at the crooked arm, his deduction was confirmed by the emergency room x-ray. yes, it was quite obivous her arm was broken. duh!!! she lived through it no thanks to me. i imagine all the moms out there have their stories to tell. remind me and somtime i will tell you the chicken pox story. it's a good one!!! dk
actually, i was in the second grade. and no, lying on the couch with a glass of water didn't make it feel better. but, i'm still here. and yes, she popped my chicken pox because she thought it was a pimple and sent me on to play in a basketball game (in which i am sure that i infected everyone at both schools). it's certain that she didn't go to nursing or med school! but, we still love her, and she can diagram the heck out of a sentence!
sorry about the sickling, though. hope he gets to feeling better soon.
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