The little one still has the sickies. Not only does he have the sickies, but he's also got tooth number 4 trying to break through. Needless to say...we aren't having as much fun as usual around here.
There's never only one issue is there?
He's got chapped lips from breathing through his mouth. He's started refusing his straw cups that I switched him over to right before he got sick. And sometimes I can't tell if he needs Tylenol for his gums or if he's just fussy because he's over being sick. Oh well. We'll get it figured out and I hope he will back to his happy, perky, baby self soon!
Another fabulous part of this sick thing?
He's learned how to refuse things. At the mere sight of a thermometer, a nasal aspirator, or face wipes he begins to furiously shake his head no. This makes everything a 4 handed task, but alas I have to make do with my two and a few wrestling like moves to get the job done.
Evil boogies must be eliminated immediately!
Sick babies are pitiful. Something so cute, little, and precious shouldn't have to experience such things. I should count my lucky stars that Ethan has been healthy for a whole 10 months before getting his first sick spell.
Hopefully this means he will have a good immune system like his mommy!