Well, I can't exactly say there was any lemonade made around here, but I tried. It's been an interesting week, filled with lots of ups & downs, highs & lows...
It started with my laptop battery dying- bummer, no blogging. But I would just wait patiently for a few days until the new battery got here... soon to find out that it wasn't my battery but my charger (time to re-order and wait again)
Time to leave my laptop withdrawal blues and take a nice break to go to our friends' wedding in NY- minus the kiddo. Party time!
Waking up with a raging headache and realizing we are no longer equipped for "party time"
Finally coming back home to that sweet face we'd been missing all weekend. Big hugs, bashful smiles, tickle fights and attempting to soak in how much he had grown and changed in just 2 1/2 days
What we hoped would be an evening of much needed quality time with the little guy we missed so much... turned into an evening confined to the walls of the emergency room, instead
Yes, it was the dreaded first trip to the ol' ER. It was 7:30pm before we realized that he had a fever of 103.5-- you can imagine the blood rushing to my face as the numbers kept climbing quickly past 101.
How convenient that this all was happening right at his bedtime. I knew this was going to be a long night. The poor guy was so exhausted, he would nod off in the hospital bed and then be jerked awake by all the poking and prodding of the different people coming in and out of the room.
He was given a dose of ibuprofen right away and then we just pretty much had to wait for his fever to go down. 4 hours.
We were discharged around midnight and told that it was probably just a virus. Of course, I could barely sleep all night, but I tried to just leave him be if he was breathing ok and not crying. When he finally woke up this morning at 9, he was back at 103.5. Commence my second heart attack.
It's just been a long waiting game of giving him medicine and letting the fever go down, which it always does, but it's so scary in the meantime.
So he's ok. Just not his chipper little self. Which brings me back to one more high and low...
Today, it is 75 degrees outside.
We will be sitting inside with our noses pressed against the window, wishing we could enjoy the spring that took so long to finally get here.
But this is the way being a parent goes. You can rarely be prepared for all the surprises and challenges of life with a toddler-- plans are going to change, nap times and meal times are going to be interrupted, filthy hands are going to be shoved into the mouth before you have a chance to wipe them. And sometimes you just have to take a deep breath and say "Well isn't this fun?" to remind yourself that it really truly is.
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