I’m lying here next to Gracie as she attempts to nap for the second time today. The stinker appears to have her first cold and she is not at all happy about it (and neither are her mamas). I suppose we should be grateful that she made it 9 months without getting sick and while we are, it is still so hard to see baby girl feeling icky like this. :(
Her symptoms began on Monday evening while she was with grandma and grandpa. They called concerned that she had a fever right around the time I was leaving work to pick her up. When we got home, she did feel warm and was definitely not acting like herself. We took her temperature and she was running a fever of 102.3 degrees. I immediately called Dr. C and was told that because she wasn’t displaying other symptoms like vomiting, we needed to treat her fever at home, given it stayed below 103. Our evening was then spent comforting the babe and administering Tylenol while closely monitoring her temperature.
Grace woke about every 1-2 hours from the time she went to bed Monday night. It was heartbreaking to see how uncomfortable she was so we decide she needed to sleep with us (ok, so maybe that was more for us than her). Anyway, around 4am Tuesday morning we woke to do another temp check and baby girl was on fire, which scared the crap out of both of us. Her fever was up to 102.5 and she seemed to be doing worse. Following another dose of Tylenol and some cold compresses, she was able to fall back to sleep.
G stayed home with her on Tuesday and messaged me throughout the day that things seemed to be improving. Gracie’s temperature was going down and she was smiling again and eating. When I got home from work she looked like a new baby and considering how quickly she turned things around we both thought that she must just be teething. Yeah, not so much… within a few hours the runny nose and watery eyes started followed by a second night of waking up every couple of hours + vomiting. I think it’s safe to say that the throwing up part was the worst of all, for the babe and for us.
So, it is now day 3 and here we are. I took today off so Georgia could go to work and catch up on some things and it’s a good thing I did. Grace didn’t let me put her down once all morning, poor little honey. The great news is that she’s now approaching the 2nd hour of her afternoon nap! Thank goodness because this girl needs some rest!