sick baby
we interrupt my hawaii reminiscing so that i can pause and take in yet another baby first i wasn't prepared for: z's first high fever. ever.
you know, i've been with the kid almost every moment of every day since the day he was born. i know his faces. i know his smells. i know what many of his sounds mean. my spidey sense can sense when he's hungry. so when i held his hands and legs and felt his head and experienced heat that could bake a pie very early this morning, i can tell you, i have been all adrenaline ever since.
and the wife and i have been in trying-to-not-panic-mode. which means that on top of worrying with irrational frenzy, our fight and flight reflexes are trying really hard to collaborate and not bite each others heads off.
worry not. my son seems to be fine fine. his fever is going down. we owe a lot to light clothing, cool room temperatures, sponge baths, and baby tylenol.
know that i fully realize that fevers can happen post-immunizations. z got both his second h1n1 shot and his first seasonal flu shot yesterday - the likely culprits.he could also be teething. but fevers are scary-making all the same. especially first ones.
my mom recently advised me not to ever let z's hypothetical fevers get too high. her baby sister, my aunt, died that way long, long ago. and with as little detail as that, z's first fever had my morbid imagination at 39.1.
i have always been an emotional person. but motherhood doesn't just change you and your life. the moment i gave birth, i was transformed. i feel more deeply than i ever have. and it has nothing to do with "going soft," as i once thought. it everything to do with the full understanding that you have no control of the outcome of your child's life - whatever you do, however well you do it, however tied you will always feel to their life force.
baby is awake from his nap now and is in good spirits. it's time to make us all some lunch so we can continue to take care of each other.
gotta go. leftovers await.
you know, i've been with the kid almost every moment of every day since the day he was born. i know his faces. i know his smells. i know what many of his sounds mean. my spidey sense can sense when he's hungry. so when i held his hands and legs and felt his head and experienced heat that could bake a pie very early this morning, i can tell you, i have been all adrenaline ever since.
and the wife and i have been in trying-to-not-panic-mode. which means that on top of worrying with irrational frenzy, our fight and flight reflexes are trying really hard to collaborate and not bite each others heads off.
worry not. my son seems to be fine fine. his fever is going down. we owe a lot to light clothing, cool room temperatures, sponge baths, and baby tylenol.
know that i fully realize that fevers can happen post-immunizations. z got both his second h1n1 shot and his first seasonal flu shot yesterday - the likely culprits.he could also be teething. but fevers are scary-making all the same. especially first ones.
my mom recently advised me not to ever let z's hypothetical fevers get too high. her baby sister, my aunt, died that way long, long ago. and with as little detail as that, z's first fever had my morbid imagination at 39.1.
i have always been an emotional person. but motherhood doesn't just change you and your life. the moment i gave birth, i was transformed. i feel more deeply than i ever have. and it has nothing to do with "going soft," as i once thought. it everything to do with the full understanding that you have no control of the outcome of your child's life - whatever you do, however well you do it, however tied you will always feel to their life force.
baby is awake from his nap now and is in good spirits. it's time to make us all some lunch so we can continue to take care of each other.
gotta go. leftovers await.