Sickness, round two.

So the sicks have found my baby again. We had a good week-long stretch of feeling great and a house filled with happy toddler giggles... and now?...not so much.

I woke up yesterday morning and realized that she only woke up once in the middle of the night. For Navi, that is not a good sign. She is a standard three times a night kinda gal, any less usually means that trouble is a brewin'. When I went into her room she didn't smile and play peekaboo with me through her crib like she normally does. I kissed her forehead to say good morning and it was pretty obvious she had a fever. So we battled a fever (at one point as high as 103), a 30 minute nap and complete exhaustion for most of the day and come bedtime she was as spent as I've ever seen her. She slept till 11:45 and then was up till 1:45 and then every half hour or so after that until morning. We estimated that she got a total of 6 hours of interrupted sleep. 

Despite her exhaustion and discomfort, she somehow managed to only nap for 30 minutes again today. Thankfully Chris stayed home today to help out. We told stories, read books, went for walks and to the doctor (it's "just" a virus and needs to "run its course". Typical.) and did anything we could think of to keep her happy. I've never seen her as exhausted as she was at bedtime tonight. She was borderline hallucinating. I'm so worried about my girl and I'm just really hoping for a restful night and a better tomorrow. We could all use a little break. No. Make that a big break. She's also 19 months old today. What a crummy way to spend your (monthly) birthday :(

Our last few days have looked like this...
The pessimist side of me says "wow. Photos can really be deceiving." Our day looks pretty peaceful without all the excessive tears and body fluids. 

Meanwhile, the optimist side of me, the side I strive to see from, tells me " wow. There really is joy in the everyday. Beauty in even the most trying of moments."
 
So I guess I'll just keep clinging to that nauseatingly optimistic fleeting thought of mine because let me tell ya, there's nothing more sad than a sick baby. And these last few days have sucked big time. The end.

Get better, my girl. I miss you. 

6 comments

  1. I'm sorry she's sick. That can be so hard. I feel like sometimes when we go back and write about our bad days, they seem better than we actually thought they were at the time. For me, it's writing that sometimes helps me feel thankful. Stay strong, Momma. You're doing a good job.

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    1. thank you so much for your kind words, Angela... they mean a lot. I totally agree about the writing helping with the bad days thing... sometimes it just helps me to sit down and put things in perspective, you know.

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  2. Poor Navi!! You're such a good momma- I hope she gets to feeling better SOON!

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    1. Thanks so much, Rachel.... it was a brutal week for sure. We seem to be out of the woods although we have moved into molar-teething...I'll take it though... a baby with a fever is no fun!

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  3. Oh, sweet Baby Navi... I sure hope she's feeling better today! :) My three have all been sick with fevers and coughs as well as me... :( No fun! Better days will come!

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    1. Oh no, Leah... I'm so sorry! What rotten luck for the start of this lovely fall weather... better days will come indeed, hang in there friend! We've seem to be over the hump over here...hoping that you guys are too :)

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