On Fire


I came home from work Thursday night to find Ale on fire with fever. He was asleep in his bed but his breathing was fast. I did not bother to check his temperature. His chest was like touching an oven door. About an hour later he began throwing up. The worse part was that unlike last year he was fully aware of what was happening. He saw the throw up on the bed and on me. Ale knew that this came from within him and it frightened him. I had to change my clothing on the spot because it was too much for him to see it on my sleeve.

After struggling with administering ibuprofen, a round of Caillou and holding Ale close like a newborn baby he fell asleep at 2am. My husband and I then had to figure out what to do with Ale in the morning that was fast approaching. Who can we get to stay with him as going to daycare with a fever is out of the question. My husband decided to stay home.

Ale apparently was ok during the day. A slight elevated temperature but he was still laughing and jumping. Then again I get home around 9pm from work and again he felt very warm. Fever always seems to happen at night.

At midnight I took his temperature. 102.3F!! I am a nurse I take people’s temps all day long. The nurse part of my head knew that Ale was ok. He was alert and oriented despite the fever but my mama heart yelled out. Ale, my baby, is on fire! I then became that mom who calls the MD at midnight. I had to call and hear the MD’s voice filled with the “you silly mom you just woke me up for this” tone on the other line so my irrational fears of brain damage, infant seizures, and sepsis would go away.

There is nothing worse than seeing your little one suffering. It shakes you from within and you suddenly remember how fragile life is. So today, Monday, Ale is just almost back to his old self but he’s staying home again. We have enlisted grandma to stay with him while we work- just in case. Besides its 25F in New York City today. Why subject him to this brutal cold? Keeping him warm and safe from the day care germs just one more day sounds like a good idea to me.

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Bye! Bye!

I just left Ale at his daycare. He was so happy that he just walked right in and saw that no one was playing with his favorite toy. He turned to me waved and said Bye, Bye! Then ran to his toy then ran back to me and blew me a kiss and said Bye Bye! I’m so proud that he is finally happy at the daycare and has a lot of fun there. I do have to admit that my heart did break a little to know that he is already slowing becoming independent and that there will be many more times in his life that he will say bye bye! then run off.

Well remember how Ale was sick at the beginning of the week—- Guess what- now I’m sick!

Today I’m staying home from work curled in my bed reading and coughing.

I tell you these day care germs are tough! This year I seem to catch the tail end of all of Ale’s colds. Plus it does not help that I sleep about 4 hours a night since my little man wakes up about 20,000 times.

His sleeping habits are getting bad again. He out right refuses to sleep in his crib. He just crawls into our bed. I give up and let him stay as I’m so sleepy. My husband and I talk of Ale sleeping in his crib AND in his room like its something so far off and impossible.

The goal is to get him in his room by the summer.

Any tips, thoughts on how I can do this?