I've decided I don't like doing post titles anymore. They're too hard to think up, and I'm just not a very creative person lately. Okay, ever.
I don't have any pictures for this post since our home computer (I'm on Dave's laptop now) decided to quit on us. It won't even turn on. And that's where all our pictures are. Great, huh? Dave assures me we can save the pictures, and that's all I'm really attached to about that computer, so I'll take his word for it.
Anyhow, on to the reason for this post: Bentley just got done being sick, and it has been rough. I'd like to preface this with quick story: On Sunday I was bragging to someone at church how Bentley has never puked or had horrible diarrea in all his sixteen months. He woke up on Monday with a raging fever, and was shaking as he drank his milk. It was so sad. He's had a fever before, (once) so I wasn't too worried and gave him some Ibeprofen and he went back to sleep for two hours. He got up, still with a little fever, but I decided to try to run to Wal Mart to get some much needed groceries. Luckily he made it thru the shopping trip without throwing up. He waited until I had pulled out of the parking lot and was at a red light when I heard a strange noise, but I didn't even have to turn around to know he had puked. In the carseat. And had to sit in it until we got home, ten minutes later. After we got home and he took a nap, he was running around, eating, playing - the norm. All clear, I thought. A 24 hour bug. SO wrong. For the next three nights, he woke up between 1am and 3am with a bad fever. It's such a hard thing to watch your baby/toddler writhing in pain as a fever racks their body, knowing you can't do anything besides give them medicine & cool them down with a cool shower or bath. I think I got less sleep than he did the whole time. This was my life from Monday morning to Thursday. At some point I was wondering how long a fever lasts until you need to take them to the hospital, but then I remembered some people have stories about their children that are way worse than mine. (Okay, it's Stephanie. She always gets the extreme cases. In everything, I'm not kidding.) Didn't Dean have an up & down temp for seven days or something? I don't know why I'm surprised, I mean, look who his mom is. :)
I don't even know if anyone is reading this anymore - I will totally understand if I lost some people a while ago in all my rambling about my only child.
Being a parent is hard sometimes. But so worth it in the end! (And the fact that he is still sleeping in until 10am. It gets earlier each morning, but I am soaking it up while it lasts!)