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A sick peanut

"Being a child development specialist, I'm sure you've got this under control" jokes (I think) my uncle on Facebook after I posted that Charlie is sick with an upper respiratory infection.

Yup. I know everything about her child development. I've got that on lock down. However, I'm not a doctor so.... all of my knowledge comes 2nd hand from my mom who works at the pediatrician's office and Dr. Google.

Charlie spiked a fever last night that got all the way to 103° and was a ball of fire. We striped her down and I held her as much as she wanted and rocked her sweetness to sleep. We got to about 2:30 this morning feeling like we had won (ha). Gave her ibuprofen and she threw it up in the hallway and all over Mama (fyi, don't give ibuprofen on an empty stomach *parenting fail). We let her relax and she was out until 7 after that... she wasn't burning up but wasn't totally herself either. Normally I can put her in her "office" (jumper) and get ready for the day. Today, my non-snuggler demanded snuggles (red flag). We got into the car and had been on 894 for a hot second before she came undone. Screams I haven't heard before exited her mouth. She refused her pacifier. She was a mess.
I called my mom at the pediatrician's office  (remember?) and we have a 9:30 appointment to check those little ears.

Children cannot attend child care unless they have been fever free (without medication) for 24 hours or with a Dr note that states they are not contagious (even when they are the director's kiddo... especially if they are the director's kiddo).  If this isn't an ear infection, chances are good that Charlie and I will be working from home today, celebrating her 8th month with naps, snuggles, ibuprofen and Tylenol  (we party hard).

Xo
Mama Porch

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