under the weather **UPDATE

Bridger's first sickness story:

Taking a bath and getting liquids.

Since Bridger's been born the only sickness that he has had was a ear infection back in September, but this past weekend we were stationed at home because he got very sick. I thought I knew what a sick baby looked, and felt like but this was something NEW and something that I don't want to experience again. My heart has never felt so sad then when I had to watch my poor baby whimper and moan because of the pain he felt.

Our sick lil guy.

The battle started when I pick him up on Friday around 12noon. The teachers at daycare said that had slowly watch his temperature creep up and as soon as I walked in they checked it again and sure enough it was 101.0, so home we went. Friday night Bridger's temp kept raising so I called the after hours nurse who assured me (after going through the worst things that could "possibly" happen and what I need to do if they do happen... talk about a mother who was almost in tears and ready to run to the E.R. after hearing all the different scenarios) that everything would be okay but to keep a watch on certain things. Throughout the night the meaning of no sleep for mom, dad, or baby was ever so present. Poor boy was so hot, congested and wouldn't swallow.

Loving every minute

All day Saturday we battle the fever, went to Urgent Care where the doctor looked at my husband and said, "so is this your first child," Ben's response, "haha Yes, why can you tell?" "No it's just that first time parents are very over cautious and after examining Bridger he just has a virus and you just need to let it run it's course." So back home we went and slowly watched the fever creep up, it's amazing how hot the little baby can get. We did a sponge bath in the baby tub, so cute and he just laid there and loved it. We stripped him down and just held him all weekend.

Daddy love

Finally Sunday evening after trying lots of helpful tips from other mother's his fever broke and Bridger's personality started to come out. I decided to take Monday off just to give him an extra day to feel better. It was a good thing that I did because he started to get dehydrated because he lost a lot of fluids from not eating a lot and was having some vomiting and diarrhea.

Double socks, Leann's tip.

 So all day Monday mama just held the boy and tried when I could to get him to take his bottle. By Monday evening we decided that it would be best for daddy to stay home on Tuesday because Bridger still was only drinking about 10- 12oz of formula, when he normally averages about 28-36 oz plus baby food.

Just wanted to be held, mommy was trying to finish up report cards too.

By the time I got home on Tuesday even daddy and Bridger were just waking from their nap and from daddy's report he was on the up and up. I was so happy to see my smiling and joyful baby boy. This sickness took a lot out of him, was hard on us too. After 5 days of fevers, diarrhea, vomiting, dehydration, sleepless nights and crying baby we are ready to head over to Grandma and Grandpa Parsons for Thanksgiving!

Starting to feel better and getting into the dog dish!

Busted out the sled.