About 2.5 weeks ago, Deacon and I both got a minor cold and congestion. It was bad enough that we were doing daily "baby steam rooms" where I'd take Deacon into the steamy bathroom to help clear his nose. Here's an adorable picture of him from when he was 6 weeks old (two weeks ago).
Then, early last week, Piper and Fletch started not feeling great, and their eyes got all gunky. They were both pretty pitiful, especially Fletch. I took them to the pediatrician, and they both had pink eye. That was on Monday. When they got home on Monday from Eric's mom's house, Fletch really wasn't feeling well and had a fever. Poor guy. On Tuesday, he stayed home from school, and thankfully, he got better that day. Last Wednesday was a normal day.
On Thursday, however, Deacon woke up at 4am and was just moaning and crying. I noticed he felt warm but not too bad. However, by 1pm, he felt hot and still hadn't really stopped crying. So, off we went to the doctor's where he had a 101.7 degree fever. That is really bad in newborns. This set off a string of appointments from last Thursday through yesterday to try to get to the bottom of why he was so sick. Even though we were fairly certain it was from the same virus we all had, they take fevers in newborns very seriously. Poor Deacon was subjected to blood tests, catheterized urine samples, a chest x-ray, and two antibiotic shots. Finally, yesterday (Monday), his fever came down and he's getting back to normal. Poor little guy was so sick, and it was so sad and scary.
While all this was going on, Eric and I were also feeling deathly ill from this virus, meaning that taking care of the rest of our sick troops was no easy feat. Thankfully, Eric's mom helped take care of P&F last week, and this past weekend, my mom was here. This visit was just perfect timing; I'm not sure Eric and I would have made it through the weekend otherwise.
Her visit was fantastic. We laid low on Saturday and then Sunday, she and I took P&F to Oxon Hill Farm, while Eric stayed home with Deacon. Here are some photos from the visit of all the things we did.
Piper and Fletch played hair salon
Fletch was a cool dude in his sunglasses.
I love this picture. Piper and Fletch got soaked at the water pump at the farm. They were so pleased with themselves.
They also pretended to be shy during the kids' farming presentation.
They played outside in the backyard.
Piper got her nails painted sparkly pink after keeping her undies dry all day (more on potty training to come in a later post).
And they relaxed with an episode or two of Wonder Pets.
While our sickness was a pretty big downer, we still had a great time, and it was sad to see Mom go. Let's hope next time she comes, we aren't struck with some medieval plague and can have more fun.
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