(By me; Aeli's riding tough with as many smiles as ever. Napping a bit more than usual, though.) Baby has bronchitis (break-mama's-heart-itis!), hence the crazy-named nebulizer (pictured below) that vaporizes saline solution to help break up the yucky stuff in his nose and throat.
And yesterday evening his forehead felt so warm; I took his temperature in his tiny little armpit and it was 100.3. This morning it was down to 98.7, so I decided not to call the doctor. We ran all over town today, including to a ridiculous place called "The Bridal Lounge," where the lady working there asked me, "So, have you heard of us?" (Umm.... I'm standing right here.), the public library, and the post-office (I'm about to write a strongly worded letter to the Department of State. Unclear and contradictory information = $190 passport.). When we got back around five, Babe was sleepy and feeling warm to me again. 99.4 in the armpit this time. If he's still feverish tomorrow I'll call the doctor. Poor baby. When he catches a coughing fit, and his eyes well up and the skin around them turns all red, and his little tongue juts out and his whole upper body shakes, he just rides it out and when it's over, doesn't cry or anything, just sort of raises his eyebrows into the shape of a question mark, like "Why is this happening to me?"
Poor little thing. He is napping now with his papa.
These boys are my world.
sick babies = the worst! poor little guy, i'm glad he's feeling better now. it is kind of nice when they are extra snuggly and want you more than usual :)
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