Sick Baby

We have been so blessed thus far to have had a healthy baby but I knew at some point in time it would catch up to us. Last week, I had to pick up Clayton from school because he was running a fever and I did my best to keep him quarantined from everyone, especially Jack, to be sure that he didn't pass it around. But it was too late, whatever was making him sick

had already hit lil' Jack.

He woke up from his afternoon nap running a 103.8 fever. Whoa! Right out of the gate, first sickness I've had to encounter and he's at the extreme. So, I start to freak out, pick up the phone to call the doctor and of course it's 5:10 pm and they're is closed. So, I call mom immediately in a panic and as always, she calms me down and knows just what to do...a cool bath to drop his fever quickly and Tylenol to maintain it. With this being Jack's first real sickness, it also meant that this was the first time I really needed to keep accurate track of his fever, so no more chickening out and using the paddle for under his arm, I had to use the other thermometer...that's right, you moms out there know which one I'm talking about. This was very difficult for me, it felt like a violation of his rights, enough said!

After a few days, his fever dropped and all that was left was a runny nose and the sweetest little baby cough that you've ever heard. Everything is just so small at this age, their sneezes, their coughs, their yawns...so small and cute. However, it only took a bit for the cuteness to wear off and the runny nose to go away, and all that is left now is this terrible (not so cute) baby cough, that sounds too painful to put into words. The worst part is, since Jack is a widdle biddy baby, he doesn't know how to cover his mouth when he coughs, so guess who gets the spraying...that's right, ME! I woke up this morning with a stuffed up nose, wonder where that came from???