Last night was rough. Anthony threw up a lot throughout the night. He was pathetic! I was kind of pathetic too. I hate seeing my babies sick. I know that when Tate's sick, I can comfort him better than anyone else. I know what he needs. As I was caring for Anthony last night I thought, "I wonder if I'm even comforting to him." It broke my heart. I think I was. I know that even though we've only had him for a few short weeks, I can calm and comfort him more easily than anyone else already. However, he's never been sick with me. Ugh.
He woke up this morning BURNING UP! Yikes, it was pretty scary how hot he was. I have been alternating Tylenol and Ibuprofen every 2 hours and that seems to be keeping it under control. He acts tired, but doesn't want to sleep. He is usually always happy, never cries or whines. Not today. I mean, he's still amazingly good even though he's sick, but he's clearly not himself and obviously feeling really crummy. I want to take it away from him so badly.
Tate is being incredibly wonderful and helpful today. Goodness, I love that little boy. He is a stinker...a lot! However, he can be the sweetest thing in the world when he wants to. Today, he obviously wants to. :) Thank goodness!
So today we are having a pajama party at our house. Lots of movies, fluids and snuggles for the kids, lots of laundry for me (had to change Anthony's sheets he threw up all over and then our bed sheets he threw up all over too...I got smart after he threw up in our bed and put towels all over it under him) and some picking up and disinfecting around the house.
So here's to today being a lot better than last night!
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