So, I returned yesterday from a relaxing weekend with the girls to a very well taken care of Baby B and a very tired daddy. We all snuggled up together and took a nice afternoon nap that carried into the early evening. I wasn't feeling that great, and I knew that B could use a couple extra hours of sleep.
Baby B woke up feeling a little warm, so after feeding him I took his temperature only to find out that he had a 103 degree fever. Yikes. I would like to play it off that I was calm, cool, and collected, but I so wasn't. As the reading on the thermometer climbed, so did my emotions. With a shaky voice, I called the pediatrician who advised to rotate motrin and tylenol every three hours and bring him in in the morning. I, of course, let her know that I was a first-time (scared) mom so I could explain the tears on my end.
So I made both of us doctor's appointments this morning.
Baby B has double ear infections.
I have strep throat.
WHAT ARE THE ODDS?!
I am never leaving my house without my boys again. Or at least not for a long, long time.
I'll be back to regular, picture-laden posts as soon as everyone is feeling well again.