Yesterday Alex got his second set of shots at the health unit. Not too big of a deal, medically necessary, one of those things you do it, get it done and over with. His first trip at 2 months old wielded A LOT of crying, and many looks of betrayal as he wondered why on earth Mommy and Daddy would let someone do this to him.
This time, however, Alex didn't even flinch for the first two shots, and then just whimpered for the last one...He wasn't even cranky yesterday, just slept lots and wanted some more cuddling than usual. Today, however, was a different story.....
Alex woke up in the night like he usually does, at 4am. I fed him, cuddled him and put him back to bed. He awoke again at 6am, and since I knew he wasn't hungry, I cuddled him back to sleep and then to prevent him waking again in half an hour, brought him to bed with me (this usually doubles the times he sleeps ie if he would normally sleep for one hour, cuddling with me in bed equals two hours of sleep). He woke at 7am, on fire (not literally, just very, very hot). I didn't clue in until after he ate that he wasn't cooling down, and he started to get cranky.
I took his temperature, and he had a low grade fever (37.9 C)so I gave him some Tylenol. Then the crying started. 2 hours later, he was still inconsolable, still had a fever, and had red splotches on his legs. We called the doctor and took him in to be checked out.
Of course, as soon as we got there, he was a happy little camper. He was laughing and smiling at the doctor, people watching, having a great time. Thankfully, the doctor felt he just had a normal reaction to the immunizations, but we had to keep an eye on him all day to make sure he didn't get worse. If he did, then we were going to have to bring him back.
We brought him home, and sure enough the screaming started again. We were finally able to calm him down and get him to sleep around 1:45pm, but he would only sleep if held by Mom. So, I curled up in bed with him and we both took a 2 hour nap. Alex woke up at 4pm, a very happy boy.
Once again, another crisis diverted, but it was scary there for awhile. I'm a bit of a hypochondriac, so I always think the worse. I know everyone said being a parent isn't easy, but my heart breaks every time Alex cries to the point of losing his breath....It's like animals; they don't know any better, and you hate to see them suffer..Same thing with Alex. I'm just a sucker for my little boy! My kids are going to rule me, not the other way around ;)
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