No fun!

Well, in the interest of chronicling the life of our little guy, I have to include the not so fun moments. Last Wednesday evening, Eli came down with his first fever. Being that it had been 8 months without one, I knew this day was going to come soon. He was running a temperature of 103 which we attempted to lower with some meds. However, when we woke him up at the 4-hour mark to see how he was doing, the fever had not budged. We had been in conversation with Mark's dad (who's a doctor) and we decided that maybe we should get him checked-out at the ER just in case. (He had been coughing a little bit as well.) Long story short, we spent the wee hours of the morning at Duke's ER. And would you know it, our little stinker didn't even have a fever when we got there! Some of the Motrin we had given him must've taken affect before we left...even though most of it had come back up on me! We were seen by a Resident and her supervising doctor and both were super sweet and didn't make us feel like complete dorks for bringing him in. His ears, throat, and lungs seemed to be fine, so it was determined he probably had something viral that he might be fighting for the next few days. Thankfully, he slept well that evening. We were all pretty exhausted!

Eli spent the next day pulling a fever between 102-103, but it finally broke at around 10:00 Thursday evening. After that, he was fever-free and beginning to act more like his normal self. I must say that it killed us to see him feeling so cruddy. We were more than ready to get our smiley little Eli back. The whole experience just made us even more thankful that we have been blessed with a normally healthy baby boy.


He's still cute...even when he's sick! This picture was actually taken the night we ended up at the ER. You would've never known he had a fever of 103 degrees!