Having had the illness cycle through Daniel to Max to me to Joe, but skip Caroline, we thought we were home free. But it seems at some point along the way one of our compromised immune systems brought back a SECOND cold (or the first one just mutated in its own evil little way) that has made its way through Caroline and Daniel.
Caroline woke up this morning with a snotty nose but a cheery personality - she seems to be getting over the worst of it (thank GOODNESS - she's the one who deals with a stuffy nose by screaming herself awake in the middle of the night and then punishing you the rest of the night by refusing to go to sleep). Max had a little caked on goop around his upper lip when he woke up, but is not acting sick at all.
Daniel woke up like a mummy. Both of his eyes and both of his nostrils were caked with rock hard snot boogers. I had to peel them away just so he could look at me, bleary-eyed, and whimper good morning. I washed his face and fed him, though, and he seemed fine.
The grandparents came over to visit with everyone in the afternoon and he was still doing just fine and dandy. We even had everyone in a good enough mood to pose for some pictures:
(The Ebbets Field Flannels people are having a fan contest asking for pictures of customers in their apparel - this is our entry.)
Within about a half an hour of this picture, Daniel started seriously fussing. And then he started shaking. It was a little scary. His hands and face were cold and he was shaking a lot. I changed his diaper and gave him some ibuprofen, then bundled him up and took him to his room. He napped a little, but woke up burning hot. A quick check of the thermometer showed 101, then 103. We stripped the swaddle off of him and took him away from the other babies to rest. He nursed a bottle of formula on and off for the next hour, hanging out with Grandpa in the back. By the time he came out front, his fever was back down to 101, and by the time of the final bottle at 9:00 he'd been a normal temperature for over an hour. And he was playing and acting silly as if nothing had ever happened.
Well, maybe not entirely back to normal, but definitely an amazing turnaround in just a four hour period.
Throughout the day, though, the baby activity highlight was seeing all the bizarre positions the babies chose to sleep in:
Caroline - the only real "back sleeper" in the bunch |
Daniel - in the perfect couch sleeping pose |
Max - in a pose only Max can master |
And master it he does - twice in one day! |
I got here from the Mompetition. You are cloth diapering triplets. You are cloth diapering triplets. I cloth diapered, but one baby at a time. I mean I realize you also have to feed three babies and toilet train three babies (eventually) and all that, but the laundry... what is it you teach? Nuclear physics? You like a challenge? ;) Seriously though, adorable babies and family. Enjoy your summer.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the praise, but the truth is we actually bailed on the cloth diapers after the first three months - once I went back to work (high school Spanish), my husband was home alone with them and I thought it would be totally unfair to ask him to cloth diaper all three. We still use the covers just to protect from leaks and blow-outs. :)
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