I think I have used that title too many times to count! Micaiah is sick again and woke up with a 103.1 fever. We went to the doctor and I was shocked to find out Cai had borderline pneumonia! He has had a head cold the last few days and it was starting to go down in his chest. He got two Rosefrin shots, which of course he hated, and then we got out of there as fast as possible! We have to go back in the morning.

Cai has already taken two naps today and I'm praying his fever will start coming down now.

What was even more crazy, was that I subbed at Heritage yesterday and my mom kept him all day for me on her birthday! Happy Birthday MOMMY!

He had a BLAST with the kids at the dance studio and was jumping around and running everywhere and was playing HARD! It was the cutest thing I have ever seen! Except that when I showed up, he was having so much fun, he didn't even CARE that mommy was there! He apparently grew into a big boy overnight!

I'm thinking he just wore himself slap out yesterday and not resting much made what he had worse. Keep praying for our little one.

Thanks!

P.S. Juice always makes things better!

Yucky Throw up

Two nights ago, we finally felt like what it was like to experience a vomiting child. I feel very blessed that this is the first time in almost 15 month that Micaiah has ever thrown up. it was not fun. We put Cai down around 6:30 pm for bed at Hart's parents house. Cai is transitioning from two to one naps and is in need of early bedtimes rather frequently. We hung out with family that evening and watched It's a Wonderful Life, then woke him up to head home. We put him back to bed at home and he went to sleep fine. We went to bed around 12 and were asleep 2.5 hours, before it became a vomiting nightmare.

I heard screaming and choking in my sleep and jolted up. Something didn't sound right. I raced into his room in the dark. The light bulb in his overhead light had burned out earlier in the day and in my sleep stumble I just grabbed Micaiah's blanket and went to pick him up, when I realized he sounded more like he was vomiting. I flipped the lamp light on and sure enough, the poor thing had thrown up all over himself.

We gave him a bath, changed clothes. I showered and then we came out to the living room and just watched him a little bit to make sure he was okay. He threw up again, all over the second set of pajamas. So we cleaned him up again and held him in our arms while we watched an episode of the Office at 3 am. I lost count of how many times he would act completely normal, then cry, then barf everywhere.

By closer to 4 am, I called Hart's mom to talk to her about the amount he was throwing up and what to do. She suggested slowly giving him some ice chips and if he did okay with that a sip or two of pedialyte. We held him in our bed and I gave him some ice chips.

I'm not sure how long it took, before even that was too much for his little system and we were back to throwing up 3 - 5 more times. I would hold him in the rocking char in his room, he would finally fall asleep hard, so I would pick him up, but him in his crib and go lie down myself. I would almost be asleep, when I would hear him wake up cry and vomit again. By this point in the night or was it morning? he had nothing left to throw up, so thankfully it was just dry heeving for the most part. He would pass out on me, wake up, vomit on the towel on me and pass back out. It was pitiful.

I didn't get any sleep, but I thought about how wonderful it was that I got to be his mommy, even in moments like this and how the Lord has given him to me to care for. Hart was so sweet to help most of the night, too, but I told him he needed to go to bed, so that I could sleep in the morning. We switched about 7 am and I slept until 12:30 pm.

Thankfully, he seemed all better when I got up later that day. He took a 3 hour nap and was pretty much back to normal. He loved gatorade and got to drink as much juice as he wanted yesterday, which made him a very happy camper!

Cai is Sick Again!

Hi, people! We are sick. Again. Last week, Cai's naps went to crap and I couldn't pin point what was wrong. I thought maybe he was in a Wonder Week. Those are the things that mama's like to blame their fussy baby on and feel better for having a reason for the fussiness. He had turned 11 months. So maybe that was it?

I was trying to figure it out, but life was busy and we were going, going, gone, most of the time. We had a friend's baby dedication to go to, Steph was in town with Nola, we were helping get my mom's dance studio ready for the new dance season, and a visit from Hart's sister and Naomi to enjoy. I kept thinking that Cai's main issue was that since we were having naps more "on the go" that he just was overtired. It's just that we had been home enough for crib naps and it shouldn't have been quite so rough. Two mornings ago, I checked his temp and he had a low-grade fever. I went back and forth about going to a doctor that day and just waiting to see how he did. He was fussy the WHOLE day.

Yesterday, I decided that I might as well be that overbearing mama and go on in to get him checked out. At least I would be able to rule out if he was just in a fussy stage (or wonder week) or NOT.

Thankfully, I took him in and I'm SO GLAD I DID! Cai has Hand, Foot, Mouth Disease. My baby has a disease? What?

Can I tell you something? I love our pediatrician. I really went back and forth over him in the beginning, because so many people had said things like, "You should love your pediatrician" or "You should have someone that you can talk to easier" or "He's so matter-of-fact!" But, our pediatrician is a GREAT doctor. Isn't that what you want? I couldn't deny that. When it comes down to it, I want a doctor that knows his stuff, not be my best friend. I want a doctor that doesn't just do what the medical world says to do (get tubes now, instead of wait and try all possible meds first), but someone that knows how to treat something the best way possible. Our doctor took one look in his throat and called it. "Oh my! He's got Hand Foot Mouth Disease. Let's test for strep to make sure, but if it is what I think it is, he's a sick little guy." I'm not saying he will never be wrong, but I'm thankful that he can see something in a split second and know what is wrong.

So, now we are dealing with Cai being sick. Hand, Foot, Mouth Disease isn't the worst. I realize that. But, it is bad enough that I can tell my little guy is sick and not feeling well. This morning he felt so bad, it was hard to sleep or take a nap, and I just had to hold him and rock him to sleep and cuddle.

We are spending time quarantined, so we don't spread this to others. Be praying he gets well fast!

Thanks friends!