Crazy week

Last Saturday we had a little get together with my friends Melissa and Christy. Christy's husband Devin and (almost) 2-year old son Caden joined us too (Melissa's husband Shaun was in Vegas....what a bummer, huh?). We had a great time hanging out for a few hours. It seems like we always talk about getting together and are never able to work it out between our schedules, so it was nice to see them! Nolan was a little fussy and loved being held by Melissa (who was happy to oblige!), and we just thought it was his teeth.....little did we know we were in for a loooooong week!



Playing w/ Melissa





















Caden lounging :)





















Nolan started running a fever Saturday, and by Sunday we figured it wasn't just his teeth anymore. It came down with Tylenol and Motrin, but just went right back up after a few hours. And for all you new mom's out there - apparently you can 'overlap' Tylenol and Motrin, not just give it after 4 or 6 hours. I wish I would have known that about a week ago!


Anyway, I ended up staying home with the little rosy-cheeked guy on Monday and Tuesday, and was able to work from home a little. We went to the doctor Monday afternoon and everything seemed to be fine - no ear infection, no strep throat, probably just a virus, a high fever that had to be broken every so often, and a rash that had popped up on his stomach. He wasn't too interested in drinking his bottles, and we were just concentrating on that instead of getting him to eat his solids. So we bought our first round of generic Pedialyte, which he wasn't too thrilled about either. We finally realized we had to mix it with some water because it was too thick/sweet for him.


I bet we must have checked Nolan's temperature at least a hundred times over 5 days! This is usually the sort of thing that would freak me out completely, but Brad was the one that took over that role this time. I'm not sure why, but I guess I always just think that medicine will somehow help and don't let myself get too worked up about it. And it did! Brad ended up staying home with Nolan on Wednesday and, after one more trip to the doctor (because we're new parents), his fever finally stayed down all afternoon and night. It turned out to be just a viral thing, and hopefully it's gone. I'm sure he was happy to get out of the house and go back to daycare yesterday!


Now, I'm making all of this sound not so bad. But we've been used to Nolan sleeping completely through the night for a good couple of months now. We know we're lucky! Once you're used to that and then he's up at least 2-3 times a night again, it seems a lot harder than it was when it was the norm. This is like torture for both of us since we really like our sleep :) We had Nolan sleeping in our bedroom (and sometimes ended up on the couch with him) because it was easier than going all the way upstairs that many times a night. Tuesday night at around 3am, we tried giving him some Motrin to bring his fever back down.....we found out he has a super strong gag reflex. Yep, threw up all over our bed what he had just eaten. Gross!! So I changed the sheets and started the washer and we all went back to sleep. I thought it couldn't get any worse than that. And I was wrong.


The next night, I'm putting Nolan to sleep and we remember to give him some Tylenol a little late. In hindsight, we should have just left well enough alone. But we gave it to him anyway, and everything seemed fine. I walk in the bedroom with him and was about to put him down when he gagged again and threw up EVERYWHERE. I yelled for Brad to come in and I'm sure he wanted to laugh because I had warm, smelly milk running down the front of me and there was a puddle sitting between me and Nolan! It probably looked like someone had just poured warm, creamy potato soup on top of us. So Nolan and I jumped in the shower while Brad (and Brinkley, yuck) cleaned up the mess on the carpet. I always thought I would probably get sick if my kids ever got sick on me or in front of me, but I think I held it together pretty well! I'm sure it's different when it's actual food though....


So after a long week of a fussy baby, less sleep, two doctor visits, and a million phone calls to Nanny/Nurse Polly (and one to Dr. Schuld that she works for!), we finally made it! I know this won't be the last time he gets sick and we have to tag-team staying home from work, but maybe next time will be a little bit easier. And maybe next time Brad won't get so freaked out! haha And at least he's feeling better now - you could definitely tell when he was sick because he wasn't as smiley as normal :(


After being home from work for two days it made me realize how much I don't want to work anymore.....but that's a few years off right now. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that we win the lottery in the meantime!


Here are some pictures - even when he's sick Nolan is still a really good baby. We're very lucky to have this little guy!!


ROSY CHEEKS!
































































Catching up on some much needed sleep





















In my family, we call snot like this 'sheep legs' (click on the picture to get a close up!)





















Big yawn







































Nolan left me a present :)

























Talking to Daddy




Playing!