I’ve officially endured the hardest challenge as a mother so far: being sick with your baby.
A week ago Sunday, I came down with a cold. It escalated and by Thursday I had full on fuzzy brain, runny nose and sinus pressure. I was so grateful that my little man is such a good baby. Although he wouldn’t nap when Momma wanted to, he was content to play while I laid on the floor beside him. By the weekend, I was feeling better.
Then, I woke up Monday with post nasal and a sore throat. I spiked a fever and it’s been up and down for the past 24 hours. I haven’t felt this shitty since I legit had H1N1 in 2009. An achy body, headache, post nasal drip, sore throat and the fever means I’ve got a definite case of the flu. I tossed and turned all night alternating between shivering and sweating. When I got up to change Wyatt this morning, I almost passed out.
My MIL came over for 2.5 hours this morning and my husband came home after lunch. My little boy is still so happy and so far showing no signs of getting sick. I’ve continued breastfeeding and have drastically upped my fluid intake to ensure my supply doesn’t dwindle (It actually did last Thursday, but was back up to normal by the weekend and Wyatt wasn’t fussing at all).
Tomorrow, Wyatt has turns 4 months and gets his 2nd round of immunizations. A public health nurse gives the shots in our province. I tried to reschdule, but they told me it would be 2 months before he could get it. For real!?!? So, I’m going to tough it out and take him (although I’m shocked public health would basically tell me to come after I said I had a flu).
He also rolled from his front to his back today! Another first for my constantly curious and growing so strong little boy.
Please send me some healing vibes. My brother arrives on Friday with his family for a visit and I need to be healthy for them and for my own son.