Since Jackson started sleeping through the night at two months old (so thankful!!!), we haven’t experienced too many challenges. That all changed last week with his first fever!
Last Sunday, we went to a one year old’s birthday party where some people attended sick with the flu. I won’t go on too much of a tangent, but knowingly going somewhere when you’re sick AND that place having babies, I can’t understand.
So, by the time Wednesday rolls around, I feel like sh*t and Jackson starts whining way more than usual. He seemed uncomfortable, but he’s such a tolerant baby that he took his last 8oz of the day and went to sleep. We wake up feeling worse, but his temperature really scared me. His forehead felt warm, so I thought that I needed to be an adult and learn how to use/not be scared of a rectal thermometer. First reading gives 100. Second reading says 100.1. Third reading says 100.9. At this point, I’m unconfident in the thermometer because how could I not recreate the same reading twice? But I’m scared and debating whether to take him to urgent care or not.
I’m always grateful for my friends who became parents before us, but infinitely more so in moments like that. My best friend talked me down, said of course the first fever is scary, but to give Jackson Motrin and put him down for a nap. And that worked!!! He was back to normal temperature after the nap and hasn’t had a fever since. We both still have bad coughs, but think we’re through the worst of it.
I’m slowly losing my mind not being able to workout, go to Pilates, or leave the house for anything actually fun for a full week. Today is my first Pilates class back which I’m so thankful for! Nothing like sickness to remind us how lucky we are to not always feel that way.

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