We have had a rough week...to say the least. It has been physically and emotionally exhausting.
I'm going to make a long story short...
Last week, Nathan feels feverish. My thermometer is boxed up because we are moving...so I treat him with Tylenol and a lot of love!
Friday, he's just not himself so I take him to the pediatrician. He says Nathan is fine. Good ears, throat and chest.
Friday night...1030pm...Nathan wakes up angry, frustrated, and I don't see my sweet little boy anywhere in his eyes. He is demanding and inconsolable. By God's grace, Cass had come home from work early that night so I wasn't alone. We looked at each other and wondered what had happened to our son in just a few short hours. It was scary, sad, and confusing. We took him kicking and screaming to the E.R. WASTE OF TIME. We got a parenting lecture..."sometimes kids have tantrums. They go through phases." Seriously doctor, we aren't stupid. We know our child and something is wrong. Every two hours that night we woke up to an angry child. We all got very little sleep and Cass and I walked on egg shells the whole next morning waiting for another crazy episode.
We cried. I cried ALOT. I almost felt like I was mourning for a child I had lost. Where did he go? What happened? What was happening?
Saturday, less than 24 hours from his first pediatrician visit. I took him to Urgent care because of a rash that was on his face, legs, stomach, neck, and worse on his back.
Thankfully, the Urgent Care doctor listened to me. Nathan was diagnosed with Roseola. A high fever followed by a rash. However the doc could only assume that was the cause of Nathans behavior the night before but couldn't be sure.
Nathan's behavior was strange for several days. Throwing more tantrums than normal (which normal is almost never...our child is perfect:)) He just seemed unhappy. My only glimmer of hope was that each day seemed to have more "good times" than bad and I was finally seeing my Nathan in his eyes again.
After lots of tears and praying and research, we woke up today and had a great day. My happy, loving, playful little boy was back!
Could it have been the roseola virus and lack of sleep that caused this weird behavior. And on top of that we moved back in with my mom and out of "Nay Nay's house." I don't know...I think so.
Now that we have settled in here and we are getting back to our old daily routine, I think things will go back to normal. This last week really made me realize how blessed I am that I have such a beautiful child. I still loved him SOOOO crazy much while he wasn't feeling good but realize how lucky I am to have such a happy and loving child when he IS feeling good.
A little pregnancy update:
It's a girl! No names picked out...it's way too hard with girl names.
I have a clogged ureter. (the thing that takes my pee from my kidney to my bladder) I have a urology appointment in a week or so to see what it is and see what they can do for me. Probably not much considering I'm pregnant.
I have an appointment on Friday. Let's hope my blood pressure from this last week is down by then!
On Friday I will be 24 weeks. I only 3.5 months left! This has gone crazy fast!!!
Nathan and daddy's snowman!
Consider this a family picture! I am always behind the camera so I decided that if all of us were going to be in one picture, I had to self portrait myself with them in the background:)
Nathan caught snowflakes on his tongue!
And is the cutest little man I've ever laid eyes on!!!
