Sick Baby

Jackson caught my cold this week. And of course it was a few days before Brandon came home. By the time his Dad made it home to comfort him, Jackson was at the tail end of his cold. Poor thing was so sick. I took him to the doctor right away when I first noticed his stuffy nose. It was a Friday morning and I just knew that if left untreated it would progress and get worse, he would end up with a fever by Saturday night and I would be taking him in to the clinic in the middle of the night. Isn't that how it always happens?? But there wasn't much he could do. Jackson wasn't sick enough for medication. He told me to keep doing what I was doing and hopefully he would get better before he got worse.

So I kept up with the saline drops in his nose, sucking out the goop, and giving him baby Tylenol to eliminate chance of a fever. He had to sleep sitting up because he couldn't breathe if he laid flat. He also wouldn't eat, so I had to give him pedialite to keep from getting dehydrated. After 3 nights of being up with him all night, he finally started to get a little better. And by the fourth night he slept a little longer. Last night was the first night that he slept all the way through. And today he is feeling much better. His nose is still stuffed, but his attitude is back to normal.

Oh man if I thought I was a champ at the single mom routine before he got sick, I'm superwoman at it now. It's not easy to do the sick baby and sick mommy thing when you're alone. Above is a picture of him crashed out in his swing.