If It Isn’t One Thing . . .

I have got┬áto start listening to my husband when he says he’ll take the boys if they get up over night when he doesn’t have to work the next morning.

Butter is on a trip with his Grandmom and PopPop. I don’t know if it was a case of the lonelies, or just because he wasn’t feeling well, but LB was up for HOURS on Saturday night/Sunday morning. I finally got him back down around 1:30. I changed his PJs because he was sweating [it was super warm in his room last night for some reason]. I rocked him. I gave him medicine. I gave him teething tablets. Finally, I had to let him whine it out because no matter what I did, he was in tears. [This was after M had let LB play around in his bedroom for over an hour.]

I was up until 5:30ish. M woke me up at 9:20 and told me we’d slept in, but he thought LB had just woken up. [I may or may not have turned the monitor as low as I could while still listening out for him.] I went to bed at 10:30 last night. I put my book down at 11. LB was up at 12:15, 2:30, 4:00, and 5:30. Finally, at around 6 this morning, he went back down for a super early morning nap and got back up at around 8:30.

It wasn’t until then I realized he was hot to the touch, and it wasn’t just because he’d had a blanket on him. I made adjustments when I put him to bed last night, so I know the room was plenty cool enough. He’s running a fever of 101.9. He’s been dosed with Motrin and is hanging out on the sofa watching Sprout right now. And I have a sneaking suspicion he has another ear infection.


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