Sick baby.

[rivka]

Yesterday after dinner, Alex had about one degree of fever. She seemed pretty miserable - clingy, fussy - so we dosed her with Tylenol. She was cool and comfortable by bedtime and went right to sleep, but I left the bottle of Tylenol on the attic steps just in case, a dose pre-measured in the dropper.

She slept until 5:30 and woke up crying. I went upstairs and tried rubbing her back and giving her the pacifier. Then I picked her up and sat down with her in the glider. Hot baby. Hot forehead, hot legs, just a sad feverish girl as she buried her head into my shoulder. She opened her mouth obediently for the medicine dropper and then clung to me.

I rocked her for about twenty minutes, and then poured her back into bed. She was mostly asleep and made not a sound with the transfer. Just now I heard a whimper upstairs, and then silence.

Poor little girl. I am worried that she felt so hot so early, given that fever is usually lowest in the morning and rises through the day. I'm glad this is Michael's day to stay home with her - no matter how good your nanny is, when you're sick you want your parents.

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But then, this is also the kid who begs for unflavored fluoride drops, which are horribly bitter.

Alex has happily eaten a lemon wedge. We were at a restaurant, and she grabbed at the lemon wedge they'd brought for my tea. I warned her that she probably wouldn't like it. And she sure showed me - she sucked out the entire inside.