Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Sickling

Poor little guy was sick Thursday night. He had a fever and just wasn't feeling at all well. He actually asked to go to bed at 6. After I put the girls to bed at 8, he got up and I asked him if he wanted to sit with me awhile but it was only a few minutes and he wanted to go back to bed.

He woke up again later. It was kind of like some of the "night terrors" he'd get sometimes as a baby. He was screaming and crying and sitting up in bed when I went in there. He said, "I can NEVER find ANYTHING!" So I tried to calm him down and he just kept crying. I finally got to pick him up and hold him and he said, "I just want to go UNDERGROUND." I have no idea what he was talking about. I gave him some more Tylenol and a cracker and water since he said he was hungry and thirsty. I was going to have him sit on the couch and eat a couple of crackers but he just took one and went back to bed! I don't normally allow the children to eat crackers in bed but I decided to make an exception in this case. ;)

Friday, October 21, 2011

Sick Baby

My baby was sick today.
He fell asleep in my arms.
Poor little guy.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Sick

The Lil Dude is home again today. I gave him some milk last night after not having given him any since Monday morning and he threw up this morning. (I did, however, take Stephanie to daycare. She was very good the past 2 days at home but all she got to do was watch cartoons. Not that she complained about it.) Today is also John's birthday. I asked him if he would like to have the day off and stay upstairs with Philip while I worked but he decided the baby needed his mama. Now I'm thinking he just had a premonition of the last diaper change. Geeesh! Let's just say I'm glad I haven't washed all the clothes yet! Now the baby is walking around in a diaper, socks, and a large t-shirt. While he eats Cheerios. Apparently, he is hungry. I'm glad I brought the whole bag of Cheerios in here.

One apparent side effect of the stomach virus is the baby won't give me kisses anymore. I guess I should be relieved. I had a little bit of the virus yesterday morning and would rather not have it again but I miss my baby kisses.

Oh, when I took Philip and Stephanie to the doctor Monday, Philip weighed in at 30 lbs and Steffi at 40 lbs. (I have to write that down somewhere or I'll forget.)