This is what that night stand of a Mom with a sick baby looks like.
101.6 temperature = trip to the pediatrician.
I should feel lucky that we made it 8 months before Anson got sick for the first time and I do,
but that doesn't mean I wasn't sad for him.
So GLAD he's feeling better!
P.S. It also doesn't mean that I'm not exhausted from being up off and on all night for a week.
And so life goes on as it always does for a Mommy.
Now to just get rid of his rash once and for all!!