That last post makes it look like our whole
life weekend was some sort of bucolic New England fantasy, doesn’t it? Don’t be fooled. Outside of our lovely apple picking trip things were not so serene. And they are going downhill fast.
Ever since the end of last week Owen has been struggling to shake the bug he inevitably picked up at daycare. Over the weekend he had a fever on and off and was a little fussy, but nothing out of the ordinary. By the end of the weekend since that hacking cough was still hanging around I decided to break our no doctor streak and take him in. I’m always wary of those little ear infection-prove ears, and that’s the one thing I can’t see without the doc’s help. Benjamin took him in on Monday (because I was working on my day off… again… but that’s another post for another day) and the doc proclaimed his ears clear. Both good news and bad news — good news that he didn’t have an ear infection, but bad news that there wasn’t anything we could do (aka pump him full of Amoxicillin) to make him feel better.
By the end of the day on Monday he seemed better and his temp was down. That meant he could go to daycare on Tuesday, which was a relief, given Benjamin’s and my schedules this week. Still, we had a plan in place if they called and said he was feverish or sick again (hence no blogging… I’m already drowning in emails and to do’s, so I had to work while I had the chance!). When I picked him up yesterday afternoon his teacher said he had an awesome day and didn’t seem sick at all. Hooray!
But after dinner (in the dreaded “fever spike hour”) he felt REALLY warm to me. My Mommy Fever Detector super power is usually right on, and unfortunately a temp check confirmed it. Owen won himself a Wednesday at home with Mommy with a 103.7 temp. Poor baby.
So something is still bugging his system. He’s congested and agitated. Gets frustrated easily and is perfecting his back-arching wail and temper tantrum. I know it’s because he’s not feeling well, so it’s nowhere near as irritating as when he is just being stubborn or testing limits, but that doesn’t make it any easier to listen to! I want to just rock the little darling until he feels better, but that results in kicking and screaming and wriggling to the floor to pick up things and cry about them.
Luckily one of Owen’s Grandmas was able to take a sick day (thank you!) to come over and play with him so I can get some work done. I hate to say it, but I would feel better with yet another trip to the doc today to have them look in his ears again. Ear infections can pop up in just a few hours! Better to be safe. ESPECIALLY since we are heading on our first plane ride since Owen was tiny enough to sleep in the Moby wrap on my chest on Friday. I’m nervous enough about traveling with a rambunctious child who just wants to run around and grab everything, let alone one with a painful ear infection.
Sigh. So it’s not always sunshine and lollipops (and unicorn tears, as Kara says), despite what those pictures may say. Side note: I read this awesome post a few weeks ago and it really helped me shake some of the frustration I sometimes feel when I read other peoples’ blogs or see Facebook posts from other moms who seem “so perfect”. It’s all in the perception, and it’s important to remember what what you’re seeing is just a snippet of their lives, and they are generally NOT photographing the snotty nosed tantrums and poop stained carpets, even if they are happening. Just something to think about.
Any tips on traveling with a toddler (possibly with an ear infection) for our plane ride this Friday? It’s not long, but how do you keep a wriggly baby on your lap for 1-2 hours?! And what items do we really need to bring, and what should we leave home? Unfortunately I’m tempted to bring just about everything…