Worry

I thought I worried a lot when I was pregnant.

I was wrong.

Nolan is sick... again/still.

Yesterday he woke up and he was perfectly fine. He had been whiny, but he's teething so I chalked it up to that. I was nursing him around 9am and thought he felt warm. I took his temperature, and "warm" was actually "HOT" and he had a fever of almost 103*. I gave him tylenol and checked again after a bit and it wasn't going down. In fact, 2 hours later it was up to 104.2*. At that point I panicked a little. I got immediate tears in my eyes because my little buddy was just so miserable.

All he could do was lay there. He slept about 20 out of the 24 hours yesterday. I practically had to make him nurse. When I would sit him up he would just slump back against me. No smiles. No laughs. No nothing but sad eyes and a burning up baby.

I took him back to the pediatrician and found out his double ear infection was either back or never went away. So, he's on another course of antibiotics.

I'm so ready for him to be healthy, and stay that way!

I know the worry will never end, but gosh... it's been a rough go around here lately! :(